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All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. 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| 2195334 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 6/15/25, 5:43 AM | 1729004056 | 1749984226 | 1634 | dynamic.lightreader.com | Learn more | VIDEO | โค๏ธ๐ฅMy Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner | https://dynamic.lightreader.com/noah-ssg/wn/766754101/29770628900344405+1+5+facebook?utm_source={{campaign.name}}&utm_campaign={{campaign.id}}&utm_adset={{adset.name}} | 3.2702765716164E+14 | Novabeats-0530 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462968104_548375451071878_6485477880237155449_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=F_GS5Q3OKakQ7kNvgGY4LcW&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AMyis5l67zmhSsaYY2Rq__F&oh=00_AYC9CUbS7EqK3kwhT7lb6AA2HXMLFi3YyOUwYzUDlxykVA&oe=671469C0 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Anastasia stared at her reflection in the vanity mirror in her room. She was all dressed up, ready to head to the city hall to retrieve her marriage certificate. She stepped out of the mansion's gate to hail a cab that would take her to the city hall. Despite being the first daughter of the Harrison family, she had never been given a car of her own. It was a daily frustration that she had to take a cab wherever she went, a reminder of how little regard her family had for her independence. All of a sudden, Anastasia saw a car make a stop right where she stood. "Hi, Ana. Are you also heading to the city hall? Want me to give you a ride?" Michelle, her younger sister asked her, sizing her up and down with a disgusted look as if she was a pest. Anastasia was aware Michelle wasn't in fact 'offering' her a ride. She was mocking her since she didn't have a car of her own. Their relationship had always been an unpleasant one. With Michelle being the favored daughter of the Harrison family, she always got what she wanted. Even when Anastasia wanted it too, she would be forced to give it up for Michelle. It was the duties of the eldest daughter, they said. "No, thanks," Anastasia responded. "Whatever," Michelle snorted before she zoomed off, leaving a cloud of dust behind that made Anastasia cough. In no time, Anastasia was able to find a cab. Reaching the city hall, Anastasia found Michelle standing in front of a staff; it was the same staff that called Anastasia to come retrieve her marriage certificate. It turned out they had registered to the same staff. Anastasia wanted to turn back and leave to avoid another encounter with Michelle. Unfortunately, luck wasn't on her side. The staff recognized Anastasia and quickly called her. "Mrs. Wallace, I have your marriage certificate with me. Please come and get it," said the staff. Instantly, Michelle turned back with a grin on her face when she saw Anastasia. "Ana, come and take your marriage certificate," she urged her. Anastasia read between the lines. She was mocking her for marrying the black sheep while she was married to the CEO of the Wallace enterprise. Anastasia revealed a small smile that didn't reach her eyes, took the marriage certificate from the staff, and turned, about to leave, but Michelle stopped her. "Come on, I want to see it. I want to see the useless man you will start calling your husband for the rest of your life," she urged, her eyes filled with mockery and her tone hushed, so that the staff wouldn't hear her. "We can see it later," Anastasia replied, about to walk out but grabbed her hand, stopping her. "Don't make me repeat myself," she threatened with a glare. In a blink of an eye, Michelle's expression was back to normal, as if she hadn't just threatened Ana. "Anastasia." Ana heard someone call her. She turned back to find Richard marching towards them. When they had come to register, he had made it clear to her that he wasn't coming along with her to get the certificates. 'What is he doing here?' She wondered. "Hi Michelle," he greeted her, while Michelle tried to hide the disgust in her face as she stared at him. She couldn't be any more glad that she was married to Xavier. Turning to Anastasia, he suggested, "Let's go home and celebrate by having a little fun tonight." He winked at Anastasia with a sly grin on his lips as he chewed a piece of gum. He placed his hand on her waist, making her flinch. Anastasia ignored him, pretending she didn't hear him speak. She gulped down her saliva, inhaled then exhaled, hoping it would calm her nerves. "I'm talking to you," Richard nearly yelled at her when she gave him nothing but silence. "You are hurting me," she managed to mumble, her eyes lowering, unable to make eye contact with him. His grip on her waist had tightened. "Oh, so you can hear me? I thought you went deaf for a second," said Richard, licking his lips lustfully as he sized her up. Tears pooled in Anastasia's eyes while her hands clenched on the envelope, the paper that clearly stated she was finally married to Richard, who was the black sheep of the Wallace family. While her younger sister, Michelle was to marry her first son, Xavier, whom she had only seen once when he and his grandma came to their mansion to finalize a few things with her family. She knew her whole world had shattered and there was no point in revival. She could have ran away, far away from these people, but she couldn't. Her father had already threatened her that if she did, he would demolish the NGO she owned. The NGO was a place filled with happy children, a place she worked hard to build with her savings. The center had been spearheaded by her cousin who lived in constant fear of Anastasia's father. So, for the children's happiness, she had to sacrifice her freedom. Michelle scoffed when she saw Anastasia tearing up. "Richard, I've been asking Ana to show me the certificate, but she doesn't want to show me. But now that you are here, don't you want to see how handsome you look in it?" She asked him with a bright smile. "I want to see how I look in the picture, not that I would be surprised by my looks since I've always been handsome. Show it to me, baby," Richard urged her. 'Fool,' Michelle thought to herself. Anastasia didn't want to delay and make things harder for her. Her hands trembled as she ripped open the envelope that contained the marriage certificate. She could feel the weight of their gazes on her as she spread it open, her breath catching in her throat. Her eyes fell on the photo attached and the certificate slipped from her grasp, fluttering on the floor. Her heart pounded wildly, her chest tight with a mix of disbelief and fear. 'That's not Richard, that's Xavier.' 2: Sheโs the richest member of the Harrison Family Michelle frowned when she saw Anastasia drop the certificate. She picked it up, her eyes widening in disbelief when she saw the photo attached. She looked at Anastasia, shock mirrored in their expressions. "This is Xavier? How come you have Xavier's picture in your certificate?" Michelle questioned, glaring at Anastasia who was still frozen in shock as if she had a hand in it. Her voice attracted the attention of the people at the city hall. Michelle didn't waste any time and quickly tore open her certificate. "What theโ" she nearly cursed when she saw Richard's picture attached alongside hers on the certificate. "I'm married to Richard? What sort of a mistake is this?" She questioned no one in particular. Richard was also baffled by the mix-up, but he didn't see it as a big deal. As long as he was married to one of them, he was okay with it. Ruffling his hair, he said, "You two can go ahead and figure out how this happened. I have to meet up with my friends and have a drink." After that, he went his own way. Michelle couldn't help but glare at his back. Anastasia heard what Michelle said, and couldn't help but be even more shocked. The whole mix-up was completely unexpected. Anastasia was internally hoping for a miracle from the heavens, but she never expected their spouses to be exchanged. She found herself married to Xavier, while Michelle was now married to Richard. "What is this?!" Michelle's outburst brought her back from her thoughts as she compared the two certificates in her hands, as if her eyes were deceiving her. Michelle gritted her teeth in anger. She went to the staff and showed her the certificates. "What sort of joke is this? The man I came here with earlier was Xavier Wallace, and you got me married to Richard Wallace?!" She barked, veins popping on her neck out of frustration. At first, the staff was wondering what Michelle could be whispering to Anastasia. But seeing the mix-up, she felt a cold sweat run down her back. "You need to fix this!" Michelle ordered, her anger palpable. She had been daydreaming about how her wedding night with Xavier was going to feel like. But now that she wasn't married to Xavier as she'd expected, she felt a sudden urge to kill. The staff nodded vehemently, rushing from her seat to find out what could have caused the mix-up. Michelle turned to Anastasia. "I'm sure you are happy about this. You bribed the staff to swap the IDs, right? I know your ways, Anastasia. Mum and Dad are going to hear about this, and I will make sure they beat the truth out of you," she threatened, her teeth gnashing together while her fists clenched on the certificates. Michelle had never imagined getting married to Richard, Xavier's younger brother. He never took his life seriously and never set a goal for himself. The only reason he seemed important was because he came from the Wallace family. She didn't want to be married to such a person. She deemed it to be an abomination. "What are you saying, Michelle? How could I have bribed the staff? We came here at different hours to register, and there are many staff here as well," said Anastasia, hoping Michelle would believe her. The staff came back, sweat already glistening on her forehead. "I'm s-sorry, Mrs. Wallace. There w-was a fault with our system and it ended up swapping y-your IDs," the staff stuttered, afraid of her own life especially since Xavier Wallace was involved. She was internally hoping she wouldn't lose her job. "Shut up! This is a city hall for crying out loud and you are telling me there was a fault with your system? Don't tell me lies. She," Michelle pointed at Anastasia. "She bribed you, didn't she?" The staff glanced between Michelle and Anastasia, confused by Michelle's words. All she could do was shake her head. "No ma'amโ" The staff didn't get the chance to complete her sentence when Michelle stormed out of the city hall, dragging Anastasia along with her. "Get in the car," she ordered when they reached outside. "We are going home and you are going to explain to Mom and Dad how this mistake happened," Michelle added, getting into the car. Anastasia had no choice but to get into the car. Michelle drove the car, heading to the Harrison mansion while calling Ana names now and then. The latter kept quiet, awaiting her doom as soon as they got out of the car since Michelle had already texted their parents about the mix-up. "You'd better confess now, else Dad is only going to beat you up to a pulp," she threatened nonstop. They finally arrived at the mansion. Michelle stepped down from the car and dragged Anastasia inside. Reaching the living room, Michelle pulled Anastasia with so much force that the latter fell on the groundโwincing in pain. "So, you were so greedy to have what your sister wanted that you went to the extent of bribing the staff members at the city hall to have your photo exchanged with Michelle's, huh?" Amelia questioned, the intensity of her glare scaring the skeletons out of Anastasia. "I'm talking to you, can't you speak?" She demanded. "What else can she say, mum? She has been caught red-handed so she has nothing to say," said Michelle. "You are going to get a divorce from Xavier," their father, Robert declared, his expression also holding the same amount of disdain as the other two as he glared down at her. Anastasia got up from the ground, and gulped down her saliva before she replied, "I don't want to divorce Xavier." She had no idea where that confidence came from, but she hoped it stayed longer. With gritted teeth, Robert threatened, "In that case, I will lock you up. No food and water until you agree to divorce him." Michelle grinned when she heard her father. Robert dragged Anastasia even though she tried to stop him by pleading, but he didn't halt for a second. When they got to her room, he threw her in and locked it. "Dad, please." Anastasia's voice could be heard from inside, but they all ignored her. All of a sudden, Robert got a phone call. He picked up the call without looking at the caller, anger still evident in his expression. "Who is it?" He demanded. When he got the news over the phone, his expression went from surprised to sudden rage which made him grip his phone tightly in his hand. "Who was that?" Amelia asked when she saw her husband's expression. "It was the lawyer. He said the doctor attending to his mother and father just contacted him, saying that both of them were dead. He also said that they had transferred all their properties to Anastasia," Robert forced the words out of his mouth. 3: You Killed My Baby "What?" Amelia asked, her voice barely a whisper. "How is that possible?" "I don't know, but one thing is for sure," said Robert. "You are going to have to transfer everything in my name," he declared loud enough for Anastasia to hear through the door. Anastasia couldn't believe her ears. She felt a deep sadness over her grandparents' deaths. Their bond had been so strong that when her grandmother fell ill, her grandfather's health had also declined from the loneliness he felt while she was in the hospital. Now, both of them were gone. Her grandparents were the only two people in the family who ever treated her kindly. Whenever they were around, even her parents, Michelle, and her brother Jack would treat her well. They all acted like a perfect family that loved her, never raising their voices at her as long as her grandparents were present. But since they got sick, her marriage was suddenly arranged with Richard until they were in their current situation. "I'm not transferring anything," Anastasia objected, her tone soft and timid. Amelia suddenly opened the door, startling Ana. "And what's that supposed to mean?" She questioned her. "It means I'm not transferring anything. Grandma and Grandpa transferred everything they owned in my name because they wanted to and I won't disrespect them by transferring it to your name," she declared, her eyes on her mother as she glared at her, gritting her teeth. "You unfilial child!" Robert barked, striking her across the cheek. "I am your father and you have no right to disobey me, do you hear me?" He spat all over her face, grabbing her chin with so much force that she thought he was going to punch her. Without waiting for her answer, Robert struck her across the cheek the second time. She fell on the floor as her blood painted her lips, her cheeks bleeding. Michelle smiled, hiding her conflicting emotions. She was overjoyed to see Anastasia being treated like a dog, but a flicker of annoyance lingered. It irked her how things seemed to be going so well for Anastasia that day. First, she had bribed the staff into swapping their IDs, ensuring she married Xavier, the man she was supposed to be with. And now, their grandparents had died, leaving everything they owned to Anastasia. Michelle was angry at how unfairly things had turned out in Anastasia's favor. Robert pulled Anastasia's hair and forced her to stand up. "Are you going to sign the property papers?" He questioned her again and she shook her head. "No," she mumbled. This was the first time after a long time since Ana had disobeyed him. He couldn't fathom why she was suddenly disobeying at a time like this. His parents have always been richer than him. It was their wealth that made their family part of the influential people in their city, Radiantia. He had always anticipated the day his parents would pass away, imagining the moment the lawyer would call his name, announcing that he had received the majority of their wealth. But the reality was far more cruel. He didn't receive even a percent of their estate; everything was left to his unfilial daughter, Anastasia. Without further warning, Robert dropped Ana to the ground. He pulled off his belt and whipped it across her body, eliciting a sharp yelp of pain from her. As if that wasn't enough, he started kicking her all over, intending to inflict unbearable pain on her so that she could choose to sign the papers. But Ana was extremely stubborn at that moment. Amelia, with her daughter, didn't want Robert to be the only one having the fun so they joined. They loved how they kicked Ana as if she was a soccer ball. "You think you are stubborn, aren't you? Let's see how much pain you can endure," Robert said. All of a sudden, they saw blood pool under Anastasia's dress. It was so shocking that they backed away a little. "Why is she suddenly bleeding?" Michelle asked no one in particular. She looked at Anastasia who had already passed out. "Call the guards, we need to take her to the hospital. She'd better not die yet when she hasn't signed the property papers." Robert's bodyguards immediately rushed in when they heard their names being called. "Take her to the booth of the car, I don't want her dirty blood staining my fancy car seat. We are taking her to the hospital," he ordered and they immediately did as they were instructed. โ When they arrived at the hospital, Anastasia was immediately rushed in for treatment. Robert followed closely, his face a mask of cold determination. He grabbed the doctor by the arm, his grip firm and unyielding. "Listen carefully," he said, his voice low and threatening. "I only need her fingers to be moving. That's all that matters." The doctor looked at him, conflicted but unable to defy the urgent demand. Reluctantly, he nodded, and Robert stepped back, watching as they wheeled Anastasia away, his mind already calculating his next move. "When is she going to be awake?" Robert asked as soon as the doctor came out of the hospital room. "She should be awake in about two hours," he replied. "But why does her body seem like she got beaten up? Did something happen to her?" He asked, wanting to know more about his patient. "She was robbed and that was how we found her, doc," Robert lied. He couldn't tell the doctor exactly what had happened. "I hope my sister will be alright," Michelle said, forcing a tear out of her eyes. Amelia hugged her as they sobbed together. "I see. Well, I'm sorry for the loss of your grandchild because unfortunately, the patient had a miscarriage." The doctor dropped the bomb which had the trio glance at each other in bewilderment. "I'm sorry but I don't think I heard that well," said Amelia. "Please can you repeat that?" she requested, waiting for the doctor. "The patient was pregnant and she had lost her baby, she had a miscarriage," the doctor repeated. 4: A Trade For My Peace Of Mind The doctor excused them to grieve the death of the unborn baby they didn't know existed. "Ana has the nerve to get pregnant and didn't tell us anything about it," said Michelle. "It serves her right to lose the child," she added, a small grin stretched on her lips. The other two thought the same as well. They didn't care about the death of any unborn child they had just killed. They only wanted her to transfer everything she owned in Robert's name so that he could share it equally, they thought. "I will have my assistant get the property papers ready with the divorce papers. She will have to transfer all that is in her name to mine and she will also have to divorce Xavier. So should you, Michelle," he said to Michelle. "Believe me when I say that I'm ready to sign the divorce papers right now. I can't stay married to that jobless bull, he won't even be able to take care of me," she replied. "That's good. And after thatโฆ" Robert drawled, staring at the corners to be sure that no one was listening to them. When he was sure that they were alone, he continued, "We will have to get rid of Ana." Amelia and Michelle glanced at each other before Amelia said, "I was thinking the same thing. She is already starting to act stubbornly. I don't want her getting some crazy ideas so it's best to get rid of her soon." Robert was proud of their line of thinking. This was his family, the family he was proud of. When it came to doing something evil, he knew his family would always support him even when it came down to killing someone. They never failed to show their support. "I will be the one that kills her, I don't want you two staining your hands with her blood," he said with a gentle smile on his face. "We will finally be getting rid of Anastasia and she will be out of our lives forever," he promised. They waited for Anastasia to wake up. Robert's assistant had already arrived with the papers he had requested. They were in his hands, anticipating Ana's awakeness. When the nurse who was in charge of taking care of Anastasia informed them that she was finally awake, they quickly rushed in. Inside the hospital room, Anastasia saw the people she once called family. No, she corrected herself. She didn't want to call them her family again. "Monsters," she called them loud and clear for them to hear her. The Harrisons were shocked. Anastasia's defiance and resilience kept catching them off guard. This only made them more determined to get rid of her permanently once they had gotten what they wanted from her. They didn't want to waste time bothering with the name she called them. Robert threw the papers at her bed, pointing at it, he ordered, "Sign those papers. Those are the property and divorce papers. Sign them quickly and don't waste any time glaring at me." Anastasia glared at him one more time before her eyes landed on the papers. It was all because of the papers that she had lost her baby. She was also shocked when the nurse from earlier informed her that she had a miscarriage and needed to take a rest. "Where's Richard?" She questioned, her tone chilly with not an ounce of emotion. This was the first time she was using that tone on them. They would be lying if they said they didn't feel scared for a moment. As if on cue, the door of the hospital room opened and Richard came inside, looking drunk and smelling as if he showered with alcohol. "What happened? Why did you suddenly call me here?" Richard asked, his words slurred. The more Michelle stared at Richard in disgust, the more she cursed at Ana internally. "Anastasia had a miscarriage and I'm guessing the child is yours?" Robert asked, staring intently at Richard as the latter stumbled until he found a chair to seat. Anastasia scoffed from the bed. He made her look like a prostitute with his words. "He is the father, it's not a guess because you let him have his way with me whenever he wanted, and you wouldn't intervene even once," she reminded him, her tone filled with so much anger that she felt her chest squeeze tightly that it became difficult to breathe. "You were supposed to be a father." "Don't you dare sit down there and teach me about my role," Robert remarked. The both of them exchanged glares, none of them willing to back down. "So you mean to tell me that Anastasia was pregnant with my child and she lost the baby?" Richard asked, facing Anastasia. "You lost the baby?" He asked her directly but Anastasia didn't bother replying to him. He was drunk and there was a high chance he wouldn't even remember what occurred the next day. "Isn't that supposed to be good news?" He asked, smiling like a fool as his stench continued to fill the room. "It's good that you lost the baby because I'm not ready to be a father at all. So that was why you people called me over? SighโฆI'm leaving." He stood up from the chair and found his way out as he wobbled. As soon as Richard closed the door behind him, Robert urged Ana. "Sign those papers immediately." A tear dropped from Ana's eyes but she wiped it immediately. She took the papers. "I will only sign these documents under one condition," she said which surprised them. They hadn't expected her to give in so quickly. "What is it?" "It's a trade. I'm willing to trade the properties for my peace of mind. I'm going to leave forever and I don't want you looking for me to trouble me ever again," she responded, her seriousness evident in her firm tone despite the pain she felt in her chest. 5: A Hope To Reclaim A wild grin stretched across Robert's lips, making him look like the devil's replica. He nodded eagerly, agreeing to her condition without wasting a second. "I will leave you alone and you will never be a part of the Harrison family again," he said. "That's exactly what I want." Anastasia took the papers and signed them. The Harrisons watched as the ink stained the paper with her signature. They finally got what they wanted. Unbeknownst to Anastasia, they had a completely different plan for her. Anastasia handed the papers over to Robert and he wasted no time in retrieving them as his eyes glued on her signature. A few moments ago, Anastasia had been the richest member of the Harrison family. But now, having transferred everything she owned into Robert's name, he was the wealthiest. "I will have the doctor come treat you properly so that you will recover quickly," said Robert, a huge smile on his lips. Anastasia stared at him, her face expressionless. She didn't say anything to either him or the other two that were behind him. Michelle was with the divorce papers. It was obvious from her smile how she ogled at Anastasia's signature that she was happy about the divorce. Sadly, Xavier was on a business trip so the divorce had to wait until he came back. 'What can I expect from them? I shouldn't feel sad about this, I'm finally free from their clutches,' Ana thought to herself. The Harrisons excused her and called in the doctor to give her proper treatment. A few days passed, and it was finally the day Anastasia was going to be discharged from the hospital. She waited for Robert until nighttime, the hours dragging by, before he finally arrived. It was raining heavily on that day, making the streets slippery and dangerous. "Ana," Robert called her. He was sitting beside her in the back seat while his two bodyguards were at the front. "I'm so glad we are going home, everyone missed you," he added, a warm smile on his face which made Anastasia uncomfortable because he'd never spoken to her with warmth before. He attempted caressing her cheeks but Anastasia immediately scouted away from him. "I'm only going home to take the necessary things I need and I will leave," she corrected him, glaring at the hand he dropped by his side. Robert sighed, his smile still evident on his face. Anastasia saw the car change directions and she immediately became alert. "Where are we going?" She questioned. "This is not the way to the mansion." "I'm sorry but I can't let you leave, Ana." Before she could react, Robert hit her head hard with the gun he snuck out of his pocket without her noticing, making her go unconscious. They stopped the car for a brief second, carrying Anastasia to the boot of the car discreetly. They got back and continued their ride, heading towards their destination, where they planned to bury her. Suddenly, the car hit a patch of mud and skidded uncontrollably. The bodyguard who was driving tried to regain control, but the vehicle was very close to the edge of the road. Everyone inside was scared for their lives, except Anastasia who had already passed out in the boot of the car and was unaware of what was happening. The other cars on the street made their way quickly so they wouldn't collide together and have an accident occur. The car hit the barrier at the edge of the road, causing the trunk to fly open. Anastasia was thrown from the vehicle, rolling off the cliff and tumbling into the thick forest below. Robert quickly got out of the car when he was sure that the car was stable and found the booth of the car already opened. He gritted his teeth in anger. "We are going to search for Ana in the forest," he instructed and had the bodyguards follow him. They went the other way which led to the thick forest since they didn't think they would survive it if they jumped over the barrier. The search for Anastasia began. But unfortunately, after an hour of searching for her under the heavy rainfall, they grew tired. 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They covered the body, a human trafficker who they had recently caught but refused to give them intel about his organization with sand, burying him deep in the ground. Xavier threw away the cigarette he was smoking in the forest, the rainfall quenching it immediately as he supervised his men. When he was sure that they didn't leave any evidence behind, he turned to leave but another one of his men screamed, grabbing his attention and the attention of others as well. "What is it?" Xavier questioned, annoyance evident in his tone. Even though the forest was thick and people rarely visited it, they still needed to be careful. "Boss, there's something over there," the man said, pointing to one side of the forest which was pitch black. A flashlight beam cut through the darkness, illuminating the area and giving them a clear view of the scene. Xavier walked towards the object with cautious steps but when he got closer, he realized it was a human being and not an object. 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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my l | Storyverse | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61567115634026/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195675 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:11 AM | 1729004062 | 1746634319 | 1634 | www.novel-oasis.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐ฅClick to Read more about๐<Alpha Simon and His Rejected Luna>๐ | https://www.novel-oasis.com/share/middle/43brvkixmxyhurl30kt14ev2?ad_id={{ad.id}}&sid=120213733797490085&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 1.0835822237064E+14 | LeReader-brilliant Novel | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462777601_1085894166327489_4970232413598592395_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Tjh9WTV4AZAQ7kNvgGhl1M5&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ADLtgwC5PkG-_EerBYjqIuF&oh=00_AYADLtDdwkV2dGWesbnxrp7-ucpbogHtZOwyNigkGZq5fA&oe=67144568 | REGULAR_PAGE | 0 | 0 | ๐๐๐"I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot. Athena, who never expected him to do something like this, fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. ------------------ It was the second week since Athena's father died. Martyred in the rogue attack on the pack two weeks ago, her dad, the Gama of the pack, was one of the warriors who lost their lives in the brutal fight. Athena's mother died giving birth to her, and now her father was gone, too. After having lost both of her guardians and no direct relative to take care of her, she was devastated. To survive alone, she had to carry a facade. A facade of being strong and independent. Seeing her cold and aloof, glaring at everyone most of the time, everyone started maintaining their distance from her. Except for two people. Alpha's son, Cole, her lover, and her bully, the future Beta, Jake. Cole and she were a perfect match made in heaven, or thatโs what Athena thought. Having been crushing on her best friend since childhood, she knew he was the best guy for her. After her parents' death, he was her only love and hope in life. Though she didnโt want to ruin her friendship with him over brief fantasies, she knew something was there between them. Even her wolf, Celine, agreed with her. Cole had hinted to her he liked her, and she wanted to be the one by his side for the rest of her life, but the only thing stopping them was the mate bond. They didn't know if they were each other's mates. A mate bond was considered the most sacred bond in their country, unlike others where chosen mates were allowed. Cole's eighteenth birthday has already passed, and since he didnโt mention finding his mate, she was now more sure that she was his mate. Though he has said nothing about her being his mate, maybe, it was because he didn't want to burden her uselessly. She has noticed how Cole gets jealous and possessive of her even after his birthday. That gaze he throws at her all the time can't be mistaken for a friendship gaze. Athena smiled at the mere imagination of being loved by Cole. The wait was for only a year more till she'll find out Cole is her mate. Once her wolf howls in approval for Cole's wolf, she knows they will complete the mating ceremony on the same day, and Cole will give her the best he always promised her. Smiling at the thoughts clouding her mind after attending to her father's grave and telling him everything about how she has been trying her best to live her life happily, Athena decided to stop by Cole's family farmhouse to relax. Cole had given her the keys to this farmhouse because his parents were never here, and he wanted her to use this place whenever she wanted to run away from people. At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. If it would've been any other time, Athena would've snapped at him for even touching her, let alone holding her hand like this, but right now, she didn't even bother to look at who was pulling her. The image of Cole banging Bianca on that couch was spinning in her head like a never-ending movie roll. Until now, her body and mind didn't even want to believe what she saw. | 0 | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195782 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:11 AM | 1729004063 | 1746634319 | 1634 | painfreex.com | Learn more | VIDEO | โก๏ธ Decompress Your Spine FAST | https://painfreex.com/products/lumbar-decompression-belt | 4.4204372231674E+14 | PainFree X | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463060069_561661599709101_2889959923188132079_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ov2hf6Qmfi4Q7kNvgHiB0oK&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AbRVyB689t3YZOYrUranN9y&oh=00_AYA1SDPJmvzpIZ5tH9zQrMLFWFKCS0jnYDibFK1Erkc56w&oe=67145F63 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "Iโm still in disbelief. At your last checkup, your sciatica was severeโyour right leg and lower back were in constant pain, and the x-rays showed three degenerative discs along with poor spinal health. But now, your new x-rays look fantastic, you're moving around pain-free, and your sciatica symptoms have almost vanished. How is that possible? It looks like youโve completely healed your spinal discs!" Dr. Walker stared at me, baffled, as he examined my lower back, asking more questions. "Youโve been doing physical therapy and exercising several times a week, right?" "Not really," I replied, "Just some light stretching once a week when I remember." "So, youโve cut back on sitting for long periods watching TV?" he continued. "Actually, Iโve been binge-watching a new show every night, sitting for hours without any pain. I havenโt really changed that habit." "Then how is it that your sciatica and back pain are almost gone, and your spine is in nearly perfect health? Just a few months ago, you had one of the worst cases of sciatic nerve pinching Iโd ever seen. No offense." I couldnโt help but laugh at his surprise. I felt too good to let his words bother me. Thatโs when I explained the unusual twist that had helped me completely turn around my relentless lower back pain and sciatica. You see, my last visit with Dr. Walker hadnโt been pleasant. I knew something was wrong. I could barely get out of bed in the mornings without a burning pain shooting down my right leg. I was spending hundreds of dollars on physical therapy and chiropractic treatments every week, but nothing worked. I was taking painkillers daily, and the brain fog from them was unbearable. Iโve had lower back issues for 15 years due to three degenerative discs pinching my sciatic nerve. Simple tasks like getting in and out of the car were agony. No matter how many chiropractor visits or physical therapy sessions I went to, nothing seemed to improve. If anything, my pain only worsened. I tried it allโstretching daily, light exercise, even changing my dietโbut nothing helped. Then, a few weeks ago, I tried this spinal decompression belt. The first time I used it, I almost cried from relief. It was like my spine and pinched sciatic nerve had been begging for this for years. After just a few weeks of consistent use, the decompression helped my spinal discs ease off my sciatic nerve, providing immense relief. Soon, I was able to work in my garden and even push my grandkids on the swing without pain! Check out the information below to learn more about this spinal decompression device from an expert. It honestly saved my life!" | PainFree X | 2 | https://www.facebook.com/61565298451861/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195811 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:11 AM | 1729004064 | 1746634319 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Learn more | IMAGE | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=1600823597386213&rawadid=120213220850700687 | 2.2788780707259E+14 | Lovestory-hh | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462712302_461262189641142_5680301424145024466_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ow5GNqyGezsQ7kNvgEgFWpW&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AACyf7V564rV8OY-SFKc7Tg&oh=00_AYCydXcysjQF44jsANsAgE2wrRW49vNsTg4OhXJrMOLaBQ&oe=67145C28 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | My husband was deeply in love with his first love. When I jokingly told him that I was pregnant, he told me seriously, "You can't have this child." I loved him but didn't want to love him blindly, so I ran away. Nine months later, when I gave birth to the child in a small town hospital, I received a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband has gone crazy looking for you." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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When she saw him with his first love in bed, she signed the divorce papers in desperation and left bitterly. ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &2& | Good Story | 225 | https://www.facebook.com/100090635329790/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot. Athena, who never expected him to do something like this, fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. ------------------ It was the second week since Athena's father died. Martyred in the rogue attack on the pack two weeks ago, her dad, the Gama of the pack, was one of the warriors who lost their lives in the brutal fight. Athena's mother died giving birth to her, and now her father was gone, too. After having lost both of her guardians and no direct relative to take care of her, she was devastated. To survive alone, she had to carry a facade. A facade of being strong and independent. Seeing her cold and aloof, glaring at everyone most of the time, everyone started maintaining their distance from her. Except for two people. Alpha's son, Cole, her lover, and her bully, the future Beta, Jake. Cole and she were a perfect match made in heaven, or thatโs what Athena thought. Having been crushing on her best friend since childhood, she knew he was the best guy for her. After her parents' death, he was her only love and hope in life. Though she didnโt want to ruin her friendship with him over brief fantasies, she knew something was there between them. Even her wolf, Celine, agreed with her. Cole had hinted to her he liked her, and she wanted to be the one by his side for the rest of her life, but the only thing stopping them was the mate bond. They didn't know if they were each other's mates. A mate bond was considered the most sacred bond in their country, unlike others where chosen mates were allowed. Cole's eighteenth birthday has already passed, and since he didnโt mention finding his mate, she was now more sure that she was his mate. Though he has said nothing about her being his mate, maybe, it was because he didn't want to burden her uselessly. She has noticed how Cole gets jealous and possessive of her even after his birthday. That gaze he throws at her all the time can't be mistaken for a friendship gaze. Athena smiled at the mere imagination of being loved by Cole. The wait was for only a year more till she'll find out Cole is her mate. Once her wolf howls in approval for Cole's wolf, she knows they will complete the mating ceremony on the same day, and Cole will give her the best he always promised her. Smiling at the thoughts clouding her mind after attending to her father's grave and telling him everything about how she has been trying her best to live her life happily, Athena decided to stop by Cole's family farmhouse to relax. Cole had given her the keys to this farmhouse because his parents were never here, and he wanted her to use this place whenever she wanted to run away from people. At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. 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| 2194753 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 6/12/25, 10:53 AM | 1729004044 | 1749743591 | 1634 | play.google.com | Install now | VIDEO | ๐ฅFree reading all chapters๐ | http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.heartify.app | 1.0543139599757E+14 | Read ASAP | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463132108_1082125986660766_4808158643136138556_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Y-NQ_Fh6KyQQ7kNvgGT8yqT&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A29zDPuidisfhvl3sq52A_5&oh=00_AYAsfhm6Wa1qzqkHT-a2qICo-Nfvb8_yuAkZpWn_wIWHiA&oe=67143249 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | #Chapter 1: Crash Landing Raven The day I realized that my assistant Dani was copying my entire life on social media, I couldnโt have been more disgusted. My name is Raven. I am a werewolf model, and a perfume brand entrepreneur. Dani was not just my assistant, but also my best friendโwhich was a rare thing in the world of fame and riches. Or so I thought. But when I saw those pictures on her Instagramโฆ When I saw her holding my stuff that had gone missing, posing with my designer bags and clothes and even my fucking laptop like she had bought it all herselfโฆ I guess I didnโt know her as well as I thought I did. โIf she was struggling with money, she could have just told you,โ my inner wolf growled under my breath as I stormed up the front steps to my house. โShe didnโt have to steal from us.โ The house that we shared was a lavish two-story overlooking the ocean, complete with marble floors, tall columns, and sprawling gardens surrounding a crystal-clear saltwater pool out back. Iโd paid for it all myself, of course, but Dani lived with me. As my full-time assistant, I needed her nearby to give me a hand, and besidesโฆ It was nice living with my friend. But right now I wished Iโd never given her a key to my home. There has to be some sort of explanation for this, I thought as I ascended the steps to the second floor. Dani wouldnโt intentionally steal from me and pretend that my things were her own. Then againโฆ Iโd been looking for my missing things for almost two weeks now. And what was even more messed up was that sheโd helped me look for them while she apparently had them in her possession the entire time. โDani?โ I called out as I climbed the curving marble stairway. โDani, we need to talk.โ There was no answer; but it was a big house, after all. I made my way down the hallway, popping my head into Daniโs room, but she wasnโt there. Frowning, I kept moving down the hallwayโand froze when I heard voices coming from inside my bedroom. I couldnโt make out what they were saying, but I could hear two voices. Nathanโsโmy boyfriendโsโvoice mixed with Daniโs. Nathan and I were the โgolden coupleโ of the year, the type of celebrity couple whose mere presence in an interview or an ad campaign was enough to make sales skyrocket. My shoulders slumped a little with relief. Good; maybe Nathan saw the posts before I did and was talking to her about it. โThere you are,โ I said as I swung the door open. โDani, we need toโโ My hand dropped to my side as I saw the scene before me. Dani hadnโt just stolen my material possessions. She had stolenโฆ my home. My bed. My man. โDaniโฆ Nathanโฆโ Their names came out small, choked, like a shard of glass was lodged in my throat. I could hardly speak, could only stand there while theyโฆ While they lay tangled up together beneath my sheets. โOh. Raven.โ Nathan sat up, running a hand through his sandy hair. Dani, blushing, quickly gathered the sheets to her bare chest. My eyes were fixed on her, but she wouldnโt look at me. โWhat is this?โ I finally croaked out. Languidly, as if he were nothing more than a cat waking up from a nap, Nathan stoodโfully nudeโand strode across the room to pluck his boxers out of a pile of pantyhose and high heels. My high heels. โWhat does it look like?โ he asked. โWhy?โ was all I managed. I turned to Dani and repeated, โWhy?โ but she still would not meet my gaze. Coward. Nathan simply shrugged. โWhat, is this a big deal to you or something?โ โA big deal?โ I let my fangs drop as I turned to face him, my claws extending somewhat. I could feel my eyes glow too, a telltale sign of a Werewolfโs fury. โWeโre together, Nathan. And youโre fucking my assistant?โ To my horror, he seemed totally unfazed by my anger. โI donโt know about you, Raven, but I was only ever in this for the business side of things. I thought we were on the same page about that.โ He tugged his jeans on as if he were simply getting ready for workโsomething Iโd watched him do a hundred times now. The business side of things. I knew what he was referring to. Our relationship did boost our brand sales. But I still loved him, and while we hadnโt completely marked each other yet, I was sure it was only because we were addicted to our careers and not just to our mateship. โBut I thoughtโโ โOh, Ravenโฆโ Nathan turned to me with an unsympathetic look in those brown eyes that I thought I loved. โCome on, honey. Youโve always been naive, but this? You know how this business works. Everything is transactional.โ I thought I might be sick. Turning to Dani, I ground out, โAnd youโDani, youโre my best friendโฆโ โI let you live in my home,โ I growled. โI bought you things, took you out for expensive dinnersโฆ We were supposed to leave for vacation together tomorrow morning!โ Dani finally looked at me. There was no remorse in her eyes. None. I was heartbroken. After that, Iโd kicked both of them out on the curb before theyโd even had a chance to explain themselves further. Nathan actually had the gall to mention something about dividing up my successful perfume company in the event of the breakup, which of course I refused. It was my companyโa company that Iโd worked damn hard for. He could claim that his face in my advertisements was what made it famous all he wanted, but it just wasnโt true. And besides, I wouldnโt let those two bastards take one more thing from me. โฆ โAre you sure you want to fly today, Raven? The forecast calls for a storm.โ I hefted my final bag into the helicopter and turned to face the pilot, placing both hands on my hips. โA little rain wonโt stop me from going on vacation,โ I said as I flipped a lock of white-blonde hair over my shoulder. After what happened to me yesterday, after my boyfriend and my best friend hooked up in my bed, I couldnโt stay home right now. I just needed to recharge for a few weeks and then Iโd be back to normal, that was all. We flew in silence for some time, watching as the afternoon sky grew darker and darker. Gray storm clouds roiled in the sky off to the east, but I hardly paid them any mind, too exhausted to even keep my eyes open. โRaven. Raven! Thatโs strange! Our course is tilting toward the Lycan kingdom.โ I snapped my eyes open from my half-asleep state to find the wind howling ominously around us, those gray storm clouds practically engulfing us. Still, Iโd flown a million times before in all kinds of conditions; I wasnโt worried. โThe Lycan kingdom? Is that where you want me to go on vacation? They never let any tourists in. I could be the first,โ I joked. I was proud to be a werewolf. Our country was free, open and peaceful; we loved surfing the web, fresh technology, business, and of course, vacations. And the Lycan Empire next door? All the werewolves scorned it. It was a closed off kingdom, a bunch of primitives living a hellish life of war. At least that was what I saw on TV. โIโm being serious!โ the pilot called over the din. โThe wind is too strong to keep goingโhold on tight, itโs gonna be a bumpy landing!โ Nodding with my heart in my throat, I tightened my seatbelt and gripped the edge of the seat. The helicopter began to descend, deafening wind howling from all directions. The helicopter shuddered and banked, and I heard the pilot curse as he tried to right it again. No, no, noโฆ. If I die now, Iโm coming back to haunt that bastard Nathan! #Chapter 2: Intruder Raven The sun was blinding as I cracked my eyes open, but was quickly blotted out by a tall form stepping into view. I squinted, shielding my eyes with my arm as I looked up at him. โOh, thank goodness,โ I began. โI-I think my helicopter crashedโโ โI can see that.โ The tall formโs voice was gruff, deep. He crouched, and the first thing I saw was an all-too-familiar symbol tattooed on his chest. Three claw marks across a wolfโs eye. My gaze traveled up, and I saw that it wasnโt just one person, but several who were surrounding me; warriors, it seemed, judging from the spears clutched in their hands. โTake the intruder to the cells,โ the man ordered, drawing my attention back. I could hardly speak, too enthralled by his faceโa face Iโd only ever seen once or twice on the news, but one that had seared itself into my mind. In person, he was even more roguishly handsome and terrifying all at once, with a chiseled jaw coated in stubble and a head of jet black hair pulled back into a bun to reveal shaved sides. This was Neil. The prince of the Lycans. The barbaric military nation that hated us Werewolves. โStop! Iโm not an intruder!โ I cried out. โDoes it even look like Iโm an intruder?โ His black hair moving in the breeze. Cold blue eyes looked me up and down, taking in my skinny jeans and soaked crop topโso different from his shirtless torso and leather trousers. โYou are one of those Werewolves from across the border. Your kind arenโt welcome here. You should know that.โ My eyes widened as three of those barbaric warriors advanced on me. Their hands were rough and callused as they hauled me to my feet, ignoring my pleas. โQuiet, outsider,โ one of the warriors grunted, then jabbed me in the ribs with the butt of his spear. โฆ The Lycan cells were exactly what I expected: cold, damp, musty, and not at all like the jails and prisons in the Werewolf world. It felt like stepping back in time. Torchlight flickered from braziers lining the cobblestone walls, bars made of iron, nothing but a straw-filled mattress and a bucket on the floor. I could already imagine what it would be like to die in here, although I tried to push the thought away. I wouldnโt die here. I was famous back homeโpeople would come looking for me. Once they realized that my helicopter went down so close to the Lycan lands, theyโd know what had happened. After all, Lycans were known for their warmongering society and their hatred for us Werewolves. And everyone knew what they did to outsiders who wandered into their territory. โSit,โ Neil commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument. For a moment, I considered refusing his commandโbut I knew it would only make matters worse for me, so I obeyed and sat in the rickety wooden chair. Neil was silent as I took my seat, and if he noticed me shivering from my wet clothes, he didnโt mention it. โState your true purpose for coming here, and maybe Iโll let you live,โ he said plainly. His accent was thick and rolling, like velvet dragging across sand. It would have been an attractive sound, had he not been keeping me prisoner. โI already told you,โ I said, making no attempt to hide my exasperation. โI was going on vacation in the tropics. My helicopter got caught in a storm, we got thrown off course, and then crashed in the ocean. I must have washed up on your shore.โ I shuddered at what might have happened to the pilot. I wanted to think that he survived, butโฆ Maybe that was a bit too hopeful. Neil stared at me for a moment, considering. His blue eyes, narrowed beneath thick black eyebrows, seemed even more intense in the light of the torches. His dark hair was down now to frame his square jaw, and he was wearing some kind of black fur cloakโalthough he was still shirtless beneath it, displaying those chiseled pecs and that strange tattoo in the center of his chest. Damn, I thought. He was born into the wrong world; could have been a successful model back home. โI donโt believe you,โ he finally grunted. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. โYou can look me up online,โ I said, growing a bit desperate. โLike I said, Iโm a model and entrepreneur. Iโm not a spy or whatever you seem to think I am.โ The prince of the Lycans was silent for several long moments. Those blue eyes raked over me, studying me, appraising me. When they flicked down to my chest and lingered there for a beat too long, it was only then that I realized my shirt was almost entirely see-through from the water. My face heated, and I quickly covered myself with my arms. โWe donโt have your โinternetโ here,โ he finally said, rising from his chair. If he looked enormous on the beach, then he looked even bigger nowโalmost as if he hardly even fit in this small interrogation room. โI cannot โlook you upโ. So how should I believe what you say?โ I flushed again, recalling the things Iโd heard about the Lycansโthat they were off the grid, no internet or electricity and no apparent desire for any of those things. Apparently, they hated us for having those things; saw us as frivolous and shallow for them. โLook, I donโt know what to tell you,โ I said. โBut itโs the truth. I am who I say I am.โ โYou may fabricate your identity all you want,โ he continued, taking slow strides as he rounded the table, โbut I know you are a spy.โ โThen you must be just as paranoid and out of your mind as they say,โ I retorted, even though I knew I shouldnโt. โBut I have no interest in indulging your paranoia. Do I even look like a spy?โ As I spoke, I gestured down to myself again. Neil paused once he reached my side of the table, his gaze roaming over me once more. His eyes lingered on my jeans, my dainty white Lululemon crop top, the delicate little gold necklace that had somehow stayed on during the crash, the platinum blonde hair that was usually flowing in soft waves down my back but was now matted and dripping with saltwater, the mascara running down my cheeks. I even let myself shiver a little harder just to drive the point home. โIโm a peace lover,โ I said, standing to meet his gaze. โIโm not interested in your brutish society. I just want to be lounging by the pool right now with a cold drink with one of those little umbrellas in it, not โspyingโ.โ The prince scoffedโor chuckled, it was hard to tellโand suddenly reached out to grab my chin. I tried to jerk away, but it was no use; he was too strong. โIndeed,โ he said, his face mere inches from mine now as he turned my head this way and that to inspect me. โYou do look rather frail and delicate. Your kind truly did waste their time in sending a pathetic little thing to spy on my people.โ โPrick,โ I snarled under my breath. A low growl rumbled in the princeโs throat at that. He forcefully turned my head to make me look at him, eyes flashing. I willed my fangs to release, but they only dropped a littleโmy wolf was too weak after the crash. But she wasnโt too weak to sense what he was to me. And if the sudden look of shock in those blue eyes was any indication, then he felt it, too. This brute was my fated mate. #Chapter 3: Fragile Neil & Raven Neil My senses had to have been deceiving me. This woman was my mate? Thisโฆ frail, skinny little thing was the one who was tied to my soul? I almost laughed out loud at the notion. โItโs true,โ I felt my wolfโs familiar voice echo inside of my skull. โShe is our mate. Canโt you feel it?โ I released the girlโs face and turned away. โYou must be confused by her scent. Her kind wears that strange perfume that clouds the senses; there is no way she can be my fated mate.โ My wolf huffed. โWhatever perfume she may have worn was washed off in the ocean. Do not question me. You know I have never been wrong in my judgment.โ Frowning, I folded my arms across my chest and glanced over at the girl. She was so unlike the women from my countryโthe strong, sexy, curvy Lycan women that I preferred to indulge in. This girlโฆ She was pale. Skinny. Not an ounce of muscle on her frame. She had wide enough hips, good for birthing I supposed, but her low body fat made her breasts small. And she must have done something to her hair, too, because that color could not have been natural for someone of her complexion. And I didnโt even want to think about her attire. How does one even move in pants so tight? Everything about the way she dressed seemed purely decorative, from the ridiculous little shirt to the skinny pants and the long, pink fingernails. โNo,โ I said out loud. โYou cannot be my mate.โ The girl scoffed and folded her own arms across her chest, mirroring my stance. โThe feeling is mutual.โ โGood.โ I walked over to the door and knocked, indicating to my subordinate that this interrogation was over. โThen I believe we are done here.โ The door swung open, and my broad-shouldered guardโCastorโstrode in. โTake her back to her cell,โ I growled, jerking my chin toward the girl. The girlโs arms fell back to her sides, her face going even more pale than beforeโif that was even possible. โBut I told you Iโm not a spy!โ she protested. โI just want to go home!โ I ignored her cries as Castor threw her thrashing body over his shoulder and carried her away. Once they were gone, I shook my head and headed down the hall, where a skinny young male with a shock of red hair waited for me. Ericโone of my oldest friends and another member of my retinue. โAny sign of Serena yet?โ I asked as we pushed through the door and out into the bright afternoon sun. The courtyard was bustling with people this time of day, vendors peddling various wares and children running about beneath the shade of thick trees. A ball came rolling my way, and I gave it an idle kick back to a group of kids as Eric and I made our way past. โNot yet,โ Eric said, running a hand through his red hair. โI suspect it has something to do with the conflict near her pack.โ I pursed my lips. She should have been here by nowโconflict be damned. โThis is important,โ I growled. Eric sighed. โI know. Weโre doing our best to keep an eye out for her.โ โWell, try harder.โ My subordinateโs face flushed somewhat at that. Truthfully, I wasnโt mad at himโbut Serena, my fianceรฉ, needed to be here. And fast; because without a proper female companion by my side at my fatherโs sixtieth birthday celebration, I would not be eligible for my inheritance. โWeโll find her,โ Eric said, offering me a tiny, tentative smile. โBefore the feast.โ I merely grunted in response. โฆ Raven I sighed as I stared down at the plate of untouched food in front of meโan apple, a heel of bread, and a few slices of hard cheese. It looked edible, albeit not the usual thing Iโd eat back home, but I still refused to eat it. Iโd been sitting in this cell for hours now. A guard had come to bring me this meal, but that was it. Mateโฆ I didnโt want to believe that thatโฆ brute could be my fated mate. The โPrince of the Lycansโ, or so they said. Never in my wildest dreams had I ever thought that a Lycan might be my mate. They were so far removed from our world, so cut off from us despite sharing our ancestry, that Iโd never even considered it to be possible. My wolf had gone back to sleep after recognizing him, unfortunately, so I couldnโt question whether she was mistaken or not. But he seemed to have recognized me as his mate as well, so it might not have been a mistake after all, no matter how badly I wanted it to be. I wasnโt sure how much longer I was sitting there before I heard footsteps again. Great, I thought as I saw that hulking guard step into view again. Another interrogation. โAlright, alright,โ I said, holding my hands up as the guard opened my cell door. โIโm coming. No need to toss me over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes this time.โ We followed the same path back up to that room, just as before. Only this time, the guard glanced at me over his shoulder. โYou didnโt eat.โ I curled my lip at him. โWhy would I eat your food? Maybe itโs poisoned.โ He didnโt reply to that, just huffed and turned back around. I stuck my tongue out at the back of his head and continued following him up the steps. Once again, I was taken to that same interrogation room from before. I walked in without needing to be shoved this time. โLike I said before, Iโm not a spโโ My words cut off as I saw what was waiting for me. Neil was there, of course, in that fur cloak again, black hair cascading down his shoulders and almost blending in with the black fur on the cloakโs collar. But it wasnโt him who I was looking at. It was the extra cloak that was folded up on the table. โThis is for me?โ I found myself asking. Neil merely shrugged. โYou seemed cold last time. Maybe a bit of warmth will make you finally tell me the truth.โ Ah. There it is. I folded my arms across my chest and stuck my chin out. โI already told you the truth.โ โIs that so?โ The Lycan prince cocked his head, causing his silky dark hair to slither across his shoulder. โAnd you expect me to simply believe you? How do I know that this so-called โmate bondโ of ours wasnโt concocted by your country to try and manipulate me?โ Throwing my hands up in the air, I said, โAre you kidding me? As if Iโd ever want to fake a mate bond with someone like you.โ Neil pulled his shoulders back, puffing his chest out. โFunny. One would expect a delicate little petal such as yourself to be glad to have a mate whoโs a prince of the Lycans. Did your employer tell you to pretend like you donโt want me? Figured it would strike a nerve and make me open up to you?โ I couldnโt help but laugh. โFirst of all, there is no โemployerโ. And second, Iโm not pretending.โ I took a step closer, speaking slowly, enunciating each word. โI. Donโt. Want. You.โ โHa. We have a comedian in our midst,โ Neil retorted, stepping toward me as well. โI see the way your breasts heave when you look at me. Even now, your pupils are dilated. I can practically smell the lust on you.โ โWishful thinking,โ I growled in response, closing the distance further. By now, we were mere inches apart, just as we had been when our wolves had recognized one another. I willed my fangs to drop again, but it was still no useโmy wolf was too weak, too exhausted from the whole ordeal to even pick up Neilโs scent. โIf only Iโd drowned in the ocean today,โ I murmured, my words laced with venom. โThen I never would have had to find out that my fated mate is a barbarian.โ The princeโs eyes flashed. Suddenly, he was on meโcaging me against the stone wall, palm pressed into the rocks above my head, nostrils flaring. 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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my l | Storyverse | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61567115634026/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. โ The prick is blocking the sun. I'm lying on the beach on the last day before the first day of my senior year, trying to darken my skin for one more day before school starts. Given that my father moved me to Sunset Beach at the end of my junior year, all the way across the country from my old home in Virginia, I didn't have much else to do. I don't know a single person in town and I'm already anxious about the first day tomorrow, wondering if anyone will even talk to me or if I'll be forced stare at my phone all day in an attempt to not acknowledge the fact that I'm the new girl in school. But now The prick is blocking my sun. I call him that because he walks like that guy. Chest out, like he owns the beach. He's phenomenal looking and he knows it and he knows the rest of us know it. Everything is easy for him, even walking in the sand. So I already know he's gonna be The prick. "You're new," he says. "To the planet?" I say. "No. I'm not." He smiles and his teeth are snow white against his bronze skin and his sun pecked blonde hair. His jaw could cut stone and his eyes are bluer than the ocean behind him. The surfboard under his arms looks nearly as hard as the ripples in his abs. The prick is smoking hot. "New and funny," he says. "What a combo." He turns over his shoulder. "Brett, we've got a funny one." Brett trudges up sand and plants his board in the sand next to The prick. Brett is almost as good looking. An inch shorter, dark hair, green eyes, a chest like a cutting board. Barbed wire tattooed around each of his biceps. He didn't smile. "Funny chicks are usually pains in my hip." "I like funny chicks," another guy says, coming up on The prick's left. "They usually don't think twice about giving it up." Third Guy is in a tie for second with Brett for best looking. Shoulder length brown hair, broad shoulders, eyes that matched his hair. All three of them are wet, having just come from the ocean and their waves. I'd seen them out on the water, envious of how they moved on their boards. I can surf, the result of summer trips to Florida when I was younger, but I'm not that good. "Where you from, New Girl?" The prick asks. "Not sure it's any of your business," I say. His smile darkens just a fraction. "You're kind of rude." "And you're blocking my sun." He jams his board into the sand, standing it on end. "Just trying to be friendly." "I think you're doing it wrong." Third Guy chuckles. The prick just stares at me. I look around. There are other people on the beach, but not near us. It becomes super clear to me that I'm on my own with the three of them. And I realize I'm uncomfortable. But I can't help myself. "And I think you're a prick," I say to Brett. He laughs, like he's heard that a million times. "I'll show you a prick if you wanna see one, honey." "Not interested," I say. "You will be," he says. "You still haven't answered the question," The prick says. I stare back at him. Jesus, is he good looking. Stop-what-you're-doing-and-fantasize good looking. "I'm aware." "It's not a hard question," he says. "Maybe she wants something hard, though," Third Guy says. I look at him. "Not sure you're up for the job, Champ." Third Guy doesn't like that and shuffles closer in the sand. "How about if we see?" Now, I'm for real uncomfortable. I sit up. I throw my keys and sandals in my bag and stand up. None of them move, eyeing me like I'm dinner. "This has been fun, boys," I say. "But I think I'm going home." The prick finally takes notice of my beat up surfboard next to my towel. He pushes the edge of it with his sand covered toe. "This yours?" "What gave it away?" I ask. He picks it up by the nose, gives it the once over, then lets it fall back to the sand. "It's a prick." "Takes one to know one," I say, picking up my towel and shaking it out. Third Guy and Brett back up, The prick holds his ground. The prick smiles. My stomach flips, then flops, then flips some more. Why does he have to be so good looking? "Happy to teach you how to ride," he says. His pals snicker. "I'm good," I say, picking up my board. "I think I'll have to be the judge of that," The prick says. "Good luck with that." "I don't need luck, honey," he says and tilts his head to the side. Drops of water from the ocean glisten on his perfect chest. "I take what I want when I want it." I pull my shorts on over my bikini bottoms. "No need to cover up the show," Brett says. "You don't have tickets," I say, grabbing my bag and picking up my board. "What a mouth," Third Guy says. "I wonder if it can do other things besides talk." Brett laughs, but The prick just keeps staring at me, trying to melt me with those blue eyes. It's almost working. "It can," I say. "But unfortunately for you, it doesn't go anywhere near prick." Third Guy glowers at me. The corner of The prick's perfect mouth turns upward into something that almost looks like a smile. But there's something about it that feels more threatening than friendly. It's ninety something degrees out but suddenly I'm chilled. I sling the bag over my shoulder. "I wish I could say it's been a pleasure, but I don't like to lie. See you around." I turn to go. "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. "Presley! Are you about ready?" I'm not ready. It's the next morning and I'm standing in front of the mirror, trying to convince myself that I'm ready for the first day of my senior year at a new high school. I've braided my long brown hair and pulled on the yellow linen tank top and my favorite denim skirt. I spent an extra twenty minutes on my makeup, trying to make sure it looked like I didn't spend an extra twenty minutes on my makeup. Silver sandals on my feet. I look good and if it had been the first day back at my old school, I would've at least felt like I knew what I was doing. I would've been driving to school on my own, stopping at the coffee shop on the way to school, getting my drink, and praying that my last year wouldn't suck as bad as my first three years did. Instead, I am hiding in my room, avoiding my dad's pleas to come out so he can drop me off at his paralegal's house so that woman's daughter can drive me to school. Have I mentioned I've never met this girl? "Presley!" he yells. "We gotta go!" "I'm coming," I say. I sigh, check the mirror one last time, and grab my backpack. I throw it over my shoulder and look at the mirror again. "Please don't let today suck," I say. My father is waiting at the bottom of the stairs. He's wearing a dark navy suit, light blue shirt, and a red tie. His dark hair is flecked with gray and he's good looking for a dad, according to my friends. My mother, however, thought that the lawyer she worked for was better looking, so she left him and moved to Washington. So it's me and my dad and that's okay most of the time. He tries, but he's also busy trying to get his new law practice off the ground. The reason we moved to Sunset Beach from Virginia was because he was able to snag one giant client and it would mean steady work for the next two years. The client lives in Sunset Beach and he wants to be near him for meetings and stuff like that. He pitched it to me as living near the beach and all the fun we'd be able to have, but I knew that any fun that I found would be most likely on my own. But it's still way better than living with my mom. And I'm hoping it'll be different for me here. He looks up at me. "We're going to be late, Pres. Come on." "Sorry," I mumble. "Did you eat?" he asks. "No, I'm fine," I say. "You can grab a granola bar or something." I shake my head. "I'm fine." He smiled. "Senior year. Are you ready?" "Nope." "Come on, it'll be good." "Sure," I say, avoiding his eyes. He sighs and we head to the garage to climb into his green Audi Q5. My dad has money. He just wants more of it. He lost some of it in the divorce, but he's determined to make it all back and then some. We live in a great house six blocks from the ocean now and I don't have to worry about much. Other than having friends my senior of high school. "Claire's daughter said she was happy to take you," he explains as we drive. "I just thought that might be better than showing up alone on the first day." "Okay." We stop at the red light and he looks at me. "You look great." "Thanks." There's an awkward pause. "I know this is all hard, but it'll be okay," he says. "You just have to give it a chance. I know you miss your friends. But did it suck to spend the last two weeks at the beach?" Well, I didn't really have friends to miss, Dad, because I was loner there. "No," I say. "It was good." "Your tan looks good anyway." I don't say anything and the light changes to green. The car lurches forward. "I appreciate you doing all of this, Pres," he says. "You could've made it harder on me, but you didn't. I know it's not the plan you had, but thank you for giving it a chance." I'm not sure I had another choice. Claire's house is five minutes from ours, a cut yellow bungalow with a perfectly cut yard out frond and roses of nearly color beneath the front window. A gleaming white Mini Cooper is idling in the driveway and I can see a shadowed head inside of it. "That's Bridget there," my dad says, pointing at the car. "Claire texted me and said she'd be in her car, waiting." My stomach ties into one gigantic knot. "Okay." My dad puts his hand on my shoulder. "It's gonna be great. It'll feel like you've been here for forever before you know it. I promise." I pick my bag up off the floor. "I know. You're right. I'll see you tonight." "I'll probably be late," he says. "So don't worry about dinner for me." I get out of the car and stare at the Mini idling in the driveway. All kinds of awkward. I close the door, give my dad a half wave, and make the death march over to my ride. I'm not sure what I'm expecting, but Bridget isn't it. I peer in the window of the car and she's looking over at me, smiling. She reaches over and pushes the door open. "Presley?" she says. "I'm Bridget." "Hey," I say. "Nice to meet you." "If you get in now, we've still got time to get coffee on our way," she says. "If you like coffee?" It's like I've been given a lifeline. I slide into the seat. "I would love coffee." She laughs. "I can barely function without it." Bridget is knock out gorgeous. Jet black hair to the middle of her back, a tight red v-necked T-shirt with perfect curves underneath. Denim shorts that show off her long legs. She smells like the roses in her front yard. "I appreciate the ride," I say as we back out. "I know this is weird." "Please," she says, eyeing the mirror. "Can't imagine having to do the first day at Sunset Beach on your own, particularly senior year." She smiles again. "This way I can point you in the right directions so you don't waste your time going in the wrong ones." "That would be awesome." "Don't be offended by this," she says. "Are you a cheerleader?" "Um, no." "Thank Jesus," she says, slapping her palm against the steering wheel. "I mean, you're kinda hot and all put together, so it can be hard to tell." She glances at me. "Rule number one at Sunset is that the cheerleaders suck hip." I laugh. "Isn't that the way it is everywhere?" "Pretty much," she says, nodding. "And I'm just warning you now. You are gonna be fresh meat. prick football players are gonna flock as soon as we hit the lot." "prick football players," I says. "So two things are the same everywhere." She holds up a fist. "Word, girlfriend." I bump her fist with mine and my stomach starts to unclench. As she drives, she fills me in on teachers and classes and other kids and what to expect. She doesn't have to tell me all of this, but I'm relaxing by the second as we go. We pull into the drive thru of a place called Seaside Coffee and she orders two large iced coffees. She might be my soulmate. By the time we get to the school, I'm almost nerve free. She whips the Mini through the parking lot and jerks it to a stop right in front of a painted parking stall. She points to it. "See that? They auction parking spots to seniors at the end of junior year and then you get to paint your spot. This is mine." "That is awesome," I say, looking at the pink and yellow sunset painted over a very blue ocean. "You did that?" "I did that," she says, proudly. "And no one else can put their hip in this spot all year." She pulls into the lot and we get out. The lot is nearly full and clusters of other kids are walking toward the concrete and glass building. "What are you doing tonight?" Bridget asks. "Tonight? Nothing. My dad has to work late." She grips my elbow. "Perfect. There's a back to school night down at The Hump." "The Hump?" "Place down by the beach," she says. "You're coming and I can show you." "I don't know if--" She squeezes my elbow. "You're coming, Presley." She stops walking and looks me right in the eye. "Look, when my mom asked if I could give her boss's daughter a ride because she was new, I thought you might end up being some little troll that didn't speak or, even worse, a cheerleader." She smiled. "But you're not. I know this has to suck, but I can make it suck a little less. So you're coming tonight." She pauses. "Where's your phone?" I pull it from my hip. "Give me your number," she says, whipping hers out. "So I can find you during the day and see how you're doing. And meet me here at twelve for lunch. It's open campus and we'll go get burgers. Cool?" She was taking care of every first day worry I had. I mean, I never went to a single party back in Virginia and now she's invited me to the first one of the year and making sure I'm not solo for lunch. "Yeah, totally. But you don't have to do this." I give her my number. "I'll be okay." "I want to," she says, then recites her number for me. She starts to say something else, but her eyes drift over my shoulder and her smile fades. "Okay. Test number one. Prick football players incoming." I turn around. Three boys, all in blue and white lettermen jackets, all large, all heading our way. The one in the middle has short dark hair, gray eyes, and shoulders like square blocks. They aren't quite as good looking as the boys I'd run into on the beach, but they're close. "Hey Bridge," the dark haired boy asks. "Who's your pal?" "This is Presley," she says. "Presley, these are the pricks." "So unfair and uptight," he says. "She got the d part right. I'm Derek. And this is Evan and this is Pritch." He winks at me. "Where exactly did you come from?" It's right then that I make the decision. At my old school, I would've shut up. I would've been too intimidated to say anything. But I don't have to be the same girl I was there. I can be someone new in Sunset Beach. 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During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? 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| 2195628 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004061 | 1746634321 | 1634 | a.letsreadnovel.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://a.letsreadnovel.com/ad/bGV0c3JlYWQvMzIzNzk4LzIwMjQxMDExMTYwNjQ5L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.0353745273479E+14 | Lett011 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462807645_1187039682396891_724370253360481559_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=VtfoYWm_56kQ7kNvgHTYc2g&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AYFlKgh59nSUJ5e4JsSvvny&oh=00_AYALIsDhhdgQUd2CvS3IHZsuekztJq9ddFs-K3SGeGqnEQ&oe=67144607 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | From the moment I laid eyes on Allie, I wanted her, but there was one problem โฆ she was married to someone else, and Iโd never come between a man and his wife. When her life started to unravel, I was there to help pick up the pieces. The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for her husband's service. She sat there, with dark circles under her dull eyes, with a tightly controlled, pinched expression on her face. I felt heartbroken about what she had gone through, and it only made me more determined to protect her. There was no way I could stand by and watch, I was all in, and there was no way I was going to miss her again. โโโโโโโโ Allie My husband left me and our daughter forever due to illness. I donโt know how to go on in the future. I only know that it is really difficult for me. My brother, sister and sister-in-law mingled with the crowd, and I saw Dean sitting on a sofa in the back of the room with a now-sleeping Gracie sprawled across his lap. Dean was a sweet guy, and such a good match for Hannah. He grew up a few doors down from us, and he and my sister had been dating since high school. They had both just graduated from college recently, and we all fully expected to hear a wedding announcement in the near future. My parents and Alex's Aunt Ellen stood alongside me near the casket, as people made their way through the line to offer their condolences. This is an awful tradition, I thought, as I forced myself to smile politely while listening to endless platitudes, many from people I barely knew. I was pulled out of my inner rant by a familiar voice and looked up to see Nico Peretti speaking to a visibly flustered Aunt Ellen. Nico had that effect on people. He was tall, topping out at 6'3", broad shouldered and gorgeous, with his dark wavy hair, deep brown eyes and permanently tanned skin illustrating his Italian heritage. As the lead singer for Storm Front, he was well on his way to becoming a rock legend in the music business. I had been working as an assistant to his band's manager for two years, so I knew him well. Looking down the line behind him, I saw the other members of the band along with my boss, Michael Drummond and his wife Jayne. Nico finished speaking with Aunt Ellen, squeezing her hand lightly, before turning to me. He held my gaze for a long moment, then stepped forward and gathered me into his arms for a tight hug. I got a faint whiff of his cologne - sandalwood mixed with a hint of vanilla - and was once again thankful for a break from the rose scent permeating the room. "I am so sorry, Allie," he said with his signature low rasp. He gave me a final squeeze, and stepped back to allow Matt Gibson, the drummer, to lean in for a quick hug. I was touched that they had taken the time to come. Nico The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for Alex's service. We wanted to be there to support Allie, but we tended to attract attention wherever we went, and the last thing we wanted was to cause a scene here today. Allie, or Sunshine as I usually called her, had worked for us for two years or so now. She had started as an assistant to our band's manager, Michael Drummond, shortly after she got married. I remembered the morning I met Allie at his office. She was sweet, with a shy smile that charmed me. By the end of the day, her shyness had worn off and her smile was bigger and brighter as she quickly became comfortable around us. At the end of her first week, I'd had a day that devolved into a show of epic proportions. We'd had equipment malfunctions in the studio, followed by the news that an "exclusive tell-all" interview was getting ready to hit the stands featuring some groupie I could barely remember who had given the tabloid reporter explicit details about our backstage sexcapades. Already irritated with the equipment issues in the studio, I had become livid when our publicist had called to give me a heads up about the interview. Aside from my anger, I was embarrassed that such highly personal information had become tabloid fodder for the world to gossip over. After a meeting with the publicist as well as Michael, the latter of whom insisted I couldn't sue someone for telling the truth, I had been ready to explode. I had stormed out of the conference room, only to see Allie making a cup of tea in the breakroom across the hall. I'd ducked in there to grab a bottle of water from the refrigerator and had glanced at her as she brought the tea to her lips and took a small sip. When I'd caught sight of the mug in her hands, I had boomed out a laugh. The mug had a cartoon sun on it, wearing sunglasses. It said "I squint at the sun because it's bright. I squint at my coworkers because they aren't." Since she and Michael were only a two-person office, I had laughed at the implication that he was an idiot. Because I was pissed that he wouldn't let me sue the groupie, the reporter, or the rag he worked for, I'd appreciated the implied insult even more. As she had watched me laugh, she'd smiled widely, and her eyes had twinkled. "The mug amuses you?" she'd asked. "Yes, and when I go back in there and squint at Michael it will be even funnier," I'd responded, feeling some of my tension ease. "Well, I'm glad I could brighten your day a little bit," she'd said with a smile. I had nodded, and replied, "That you did, Sunshine. Thank you." We had all met Alex several times since then. They seemed to be a perfect match. He was a nice guy, funny, and he adored his wife. The last time I saw him before he got sick, was when Allie had the baby. I had stopped by the hospital with a huge stuffed unicorn wearing a princess crown (just to be clear, the unicorn was wearing the crown, not me), and a bouquet of sunflowers. I'd spent a few nerve-wracking minutes holding the baby โ just long enough to forever lose a piece of my heart to Grace Elizabeth Donovan. She looked like she was going to favor her mother, with the same delicate features and hair with a slight curl in the same shade of blond as Allie's. A few of their friends and family were visiting at the same time, and they were pretty star-struck when I'd arrived. Alex had thought it was hilarious that I was getting more attention than the new baby they had all come to see and called me "Rock God" for the rest of the visit. After he got sick, I saw him in the hospital a couple of times. Once was only briefly, as I'd dropped Allie off after we finished at the studio and her car wouldn't start. I glanced around the packed room, taking note of the large group of people who had come to pay their respects. I hated that she was going through this. Of all people, Allie deserved to be happy. She was one of the most loving and genuinely caring people I had ever met. I've heard the phrase "beautiful inside and out" but never truly understood it until Allie. She was a beautiful soul wrapped up in a 5'4" package of gorgeous curves, blonde hair, and green eyes that reflected her every emotion. Since Alex's diagnosis, she had worked herself into the ground trying to take care of both Alex and their sweet baby girl, as well as trying to fit in as many hours as she could working for us. She'd had family helping out, but it was a lot to take on. I was sure she was worried about money, so she refused to take much time off. I'd overheard her on the phone with the insurance company one day when I took a quick break at the recording studio. We'd been trying to put the finishing touches on our album to get it ready by the projected release date. It was clear that she was torn between needing to be home more to help Alex and working to pay their bills. So, I had pulled Michael aside and told him to hire a temp to help out with our administrative needs, and we would fend for ourselves on the personal errands and she does for us. Between the four of us and Michael, we covered her salary. She'd tried to refuse, but we had insisted. She'd finally agreed because she'd known it was the best for her family. They needed her, we could make that happen. End of story. She will never know it, but I'd also arranged with the hospital to cover any outstanding medical bills. I had worked hard and had some incredibly lucky breaks in this business, and I'd been blessed with more money than I would ever spend in a lifetime. There was no way I could stand by and watch her and Gracie struggle with that kind of financial burden. As we waited for Allie to finish speaking to the couple in front of us in the visitation line, I saw an older woman I didn't recognize on the side closest to me, and Allie's parents standing next to her on the other side. I had met Steve and Colleen Kettering once, at the hospital the night Gracie was born. Steve was quiet and laid-back, and Colleen was a lot like her daughter, in looks and personality. The line moved forward, and I introduced myself to the older woman standing next to Allie, who was apparently Alex's aunt. If I recalled correctly, his parents were dead, and he had no siblings. Aunt Ellen, as I was instructed to call her, seemed a bit stunned when she recognized me. She quickly recovered and thanked me for being so supportive of Allie. "Of course," I assured her quietly. "Allie is important to all of us, and Alex was a great guy. We know how much she'll miss him, and we'll be there for whatever she and Gracie need." She teared up and her chin wobbled a bit as she tried to keep her composure. I gave her hand a light squeeze, then looked over to see Allie gazing up at me. I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her. "I'm so sorry, Allie," I said, feeling at a loss for words. I'm a songwriter, for Christ's sake, you'd think I could come up with something more eloquent to say than that. But in that moment, I doubted there was anything anyone could say that would ease her pain. Allie, understandably. She was pale, with dark circles under her dull eyes, with a tightly controlled, pinched expression on her face. Her face was normally so expressive, and her eyes used to sparkle with sass and barely concealed laughter. I hated seeing her like this, in such pain. She'd obviously not been sleeping well. I had noticed when I saw her a few weeks ago that she had lost even more weight, so she was clearly not eating right either. I realized how much I'd missed seeing her smile. I hadn't called her by her nickname lately. It seemed insensitive in light of everything going on. 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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my l | Storyverse | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61567115634026/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my legs, so I rub my thighs together to help tend the ache. But it doesnโt help. No, it only makes me desperate to be touched. If this plan backfires and Iโm left hot to trotโฆwithout any actual trottingโฆIโm in for a world of hurt. โCan you give me a brief outline of the lesson plan now?โ Aleksei grips the shelves above my head, and they creak in protest. His face moves within an inch of mine, those gray eyes deepening to black. โYou tempt me to madness on my final day in perdition, Georgina?โ โIt didnโt have to be this way.โ I shrug off my jean jacket and let it drop to the ground, arching my back to draw his attention to my bosom. โAll those times in your bed, late at night. No one would โ โ โStop this,โ he grinds out, pressing closer. โNo one would have known if youโd make me yours.โ โEveryone would have known within nine months, little angel. Once I gave in and facked you, youโd have been taking my seed morning, noon and night.โ Twin flames blaze to life in his eyes, evidence of the danger lurking inside this man who has cared for me for so long. โAnd make no mistake. You are already mine.โ Nine months. Nine. He means he would have gotten me pragnant. What about protection? We havenโt even kissed and heโs already talking about me having his children? There is so much that remains a mystery. Except for the fact that I want him. And I know in the deepest part of my heart that Aleksei would never, ever do something that wasnโt in my best interest. So I throw caution to the wind and incite his lust more. I want him to give me every ounce of it. โNo. Iโm not yours yet.โ My hands trace the outline of his chest and core muscles as they heave into my palms. โWhy donโt you do something to change that?โ His voice is full of dark promise when he says, โVery well, angel.โ Those capable hands drop from the shelves, hanging at his sides as our foreheads meet. He rolls them together while his hot breath forms steam on my lips. How long is he going to keep his mouth a fraction of an inch from mine? Oh God. Every second he waits, bolts turn tight below my belly button, moisture collects inside my pantie. Finally, his thumbs brush my hips and he grates a string of Russian words. His forehead grinds against mine. And just when I think Iโm going to be left in suspense forever, Aleksei slides his tongue into my mouth. I make the most embarrassing sound and almost hit the floor, like the total rookie that I am. Tongue right off the bat? Isnโt there supposed to be some lip stuff to lead into the main event? Ohโฆmy God. I donโt care. I just want more. And Aleksei gives it to me. He catches me by the elbows and drags me back upright, wedging me between his made โ of โ stone body and the bookshelf, flicking his tongue against mine until I join him, mating our mouths in a rhythm that echoes in my pulse. Who is this man? I thought I knew everything about him, right down to his preferred vodka and cologne of choice. I know which of my fatherโs associates make him stick closer to me when theyโre around, his lack of a middle name, that he secretly enjoys watching Ellen. Did I know he could kiss like this? Uh, no. His lips are only beginning to slant over mine, his tongue fully invading my mouth with full, sweeping licks, when his hands roam down my backside. This time, they donโt stop with a squeeze of my right cheek, though. No, his rough palms slide inside my pantie and grasp both sides of my bottom firmly. Possessively. With a tortured, male sound, the kiss deepensโฆand my feet leave the ground. My legs move automatically to surround his hiips as Iโm dragged slowly โ so slowly โ up the length of his hardness. That private, untouched part of me rides from the root of Alekseiโs manhood to the very top, where he keeps me. โSome days I donโt know if Iโll survive without these thighs around me. Welcoming me,โ he grates. โYou jumped into my arms onceโฆlong ago. You could barely get your legs around me then, but you tried. You tried so hard. It was almost my undoing, Georgina, standing there while you struggled to open them wide enough to fit my body.โ Flashes of memory bombard from all sides. Alekseiโs curses, his flexing jaw. โI remember. You left. YouโฆI didnโt know what Iโd done wrong.โ โNothing, angel. Youโre never anything but too facking right. I think even your father knew I went home to stroke my cocck that afternoon.โ His hands knead my backside with intention, and every muscle below my waist constricts, ripping a whimper from my throat. โThis vow I made has almost been broken many times. Iโd sell my soul to break it right now and slide my diick inside your tight hole.โ โOh,โ I blurt, my head spinning from Alekseiโs confessions. His filthy speech that somehow sounds oh โ so โ amazing. โIsnโt that what y โ youโre going to do?โ I donโt realize Iโm holding my breath, my eyes gone blind, until Aleksei laughs a little against my mouth. Thereโs only the barest touch of humor in the sound, and an ocean full of agony. And with my cliit bearing down on the thick tip of him, Iโm totally sharing in that pain. Oh wow. My inner walls are clenching out of control, my thighs squirming around Alekseiโs hiips. Forget wet. Iโm soaked. Can he feel that? He must. I can barely supply oxygen to my lungs and how dare he laugh? Howโฆdare heโฆwait, what am I mad about again? โLook at me now,โ he growls, his accent thickening. I shake my head to loosen the lust fuzz and focus on familiar gray eyes. Only theyโre not so familiar right now. Theyโre more than a little wild, pupils dilated. โYes?โ I whisper. โYou will come to understand that I do not break my vows, Georgina. I promised to keep you innocent, and soon I will promise to keep you. Period. I will have your pusy at five oโclock and no sooner.โ His grip on my bottom strengthens. โUntil then, soak me through, little angel.โ Iโm about to question Alekseiโs order when he rolls his hiips and sparks go off behind my eyes. Like everything else heโs done since our kiss started, itโs sensual and smooth. His impossibly huge stiffness chafes the silk of my underwear in slow waves. Up and back. Up and back. Until Iโm gasping for air and digging my nails into his shoulder, thighs shaking. Even my hair follicles are screaming with sensation. Oh God. Ohโฆ โAleksei.โ My hiips tweak to meet his next roll, and I hit my peak. Only itโs not just a peak. Itโs the freaking Everest of orgesms, and my ears are ringing with the impact of it, because Iโve been waiting for this man to touch me since I can remember. โAleksei. Donโt stop.โ โDa. Thatโs a good angel.โ Another sharp roll, only this time he grinds me down onto his steel bulge, sending me into another realm of pleasure I never knew was possible. Straight up into the clouds above Everest. โMake a mess of my pants. Leave me covered in that vergin smell.โ โYes. Yes.โ I canโt stop shaking, and his dark voice against my forehead, the ownership of his hands that continue to knead me, keep my climax rolling, letting it master me. And the boulder of feeling rocking me to the core knocks loose my deepest secret without warning. โI love you.โ I cling to Aleksei, working my clenching flesh on his hard lap. โI love you.โ I only catch a glimpse of Alekseiโs flaring eyes before my back hits the bookshelf, his voice rasping in my ear. โDid you just sayโฆโ His chest shudders up and down. โDid you mean that?โ My neck loses power, sending my forehead dropping into the crook of his neck. โYes. I always have. Always.โ Triumph and tenderness clash in his usually stoic face. โYou have given me heaven, angel. Now I will return the favor.โ When Aleksei peels me off the bookshelf and strides even farther into the dark, all I can think is, thereโs more? | Top novels | 132 | https://www.facebook.com/61561012736675/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195070 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 7/2/25, 9:30 AM | 1729004051 | 1751466608 | 1634 | itunes.apple.com | Install now | VIDEO | Read with Your Earsโคโค | http://itunes.apple.com/app/id6673898734 | 4.7607252558073E+14 | BestDrama | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463279095_3775090359423063_3876942453685150882_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=PNNRvBThqekQ7kNvgHnJRPQ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aomha5mTYpxuJmRx8KRwdVW&oh=00_AYDFEKv5ptkO9uR4B4WRrHhuIOfKQd9K_8VkyO3Fo3whBw&oe=67145ADA | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "Justin, though you are my twin sister's mate. My dad is really mad at you and Raven being mates." Twin sister Reagan said to my mate. "I don't mind rejecting her, but I would have been embarrassed to face my mate" Justin said. "My father has decided to appoint me as his future Alpha not my sister Raven. So, I will be your luna." Reagan said to Justin. ******** I silently run through the woods letting my wolf Emerald out tonight. She has been anxious all day, well really the last few days, and I could tell that she needed to come out for a run. Alpha Cole Walker is the Alpha of the Blood Walker pack. He is said to be one of the most dangerous Alphas in the United States. It is said that he would hurt anyone who dared to enter his pack uninvited. Due to this fact, most of our pack members studiously avoid this area altogether. My twin sister, Reagan, is the golden child of the pack. They all love her unconditionally. She is cherished and appreciated, no matter what she does. They all seem to ignore the fact that she is a horrible and mean she-wolf. I was born first, and with that should come the respect that after I find my mate, I will officially be the Luna here, and he will take over as the Alpha of the pack. Yet they all treat her as the next Luna. My sister and I are the only children that our parents had. The Goddess never blessed them with another child, even though they tried for years. My father, Alpha Graham Sullivan, is very strict with me. I am not allowed to leave my room other than to eat my meals and then return back to my room again. I am also not allowed to leave our pack for any reason. I have never even crossed the border of the Sliver Blade pack in my life. I was the Alpha's daughter, but I was not a valued member of this pack. Telling on me has always resulted in a bonus for whoever told on me to my father. I have had to learn how to overcome this on my own. It has made me very independent over the years, as well as a very good climber. I use the tree outside my window at the pack house, to climb up and down to get in and out of my room. From my vantage point, I can see who is coming now and rolled my eyes so hard I almost saw my brain. It was Reagan, and she was pulling the arm of a pretty large guy, as she headed toward the grassy bank near my tree. I realized right this moment that I have picked a terrible place to hide. I should have doubled back and then climbed in my window to my room and I would have been safe and sound in my room. Reagan is clearly out with one of her many men, as she was allowed to stay out and do whatever she wanted to. I mean how else could she beat me to finding her mate if she didn't flirt with all the unmated men in our pack? I rolled my eyes again and then froze when I looked at them again and got a good look at his face. That smell coming off of him was starting to drive me wild, he smelled like freshly baked cinnamon buns, and I was now pissed off. She had come here with the guy that I had a crush on, someone with whom she had never shown any interest in before. It was our Beta's son and the guy that I have had a crush on for the last year and a half. "No, don't stop them, Raven, she has already been dating with him for the last few months. This is not the first time, it has been well before he returned to the pack earlier this week. They are together now, dating, and they have both vowed to reject their actual mates to stay together to take over and run this pack. Please, just try to bear it, I will help you get through it. I am glad that you are in a secure location, this may make you pass out" Emerald linked me, and I felt physically sick. "How do you know this? Did she know that he is my mate? Why can't I approach him? Maybe he wants me, Emerald. Please let me stop this. He might not know that I am his mate, he may still want me, want US! I don't want to lose him, Emerald. He may not be aware his true mate is here. Can't he already smell our scent up here, like I smelled his scent? Are you sure that this is the only way? Please Emerald" I linked her back, and I feel the tears that are already sliding down my face. I have questions, and I need answers. I am frustrated. I don't want to give up on my true mate. He doesn't even know that I am here, and I do want him. I don't want to give him up, especially not to my sister Reagan. I don't know if I can survive this level of betrayal. "I can't wait for mom and dad to announce to the pack that we will be the Alpha and Luna tomorrow. This is something that I have really wanted for the last 8 years. I am so glad you decided that we could be chosen mates. " My sister says to my mate. "Besides, I am also glad that you are willing to lead the Silver Blade pack with me. I have a feeling that my freak of a sister who keeps staring at you is going to be crushed when she finds out that we are together. You dodged by deciding to accept me as your chosen mate. I know that she has a crush on you, so she would probably try to ask you out or something when she sees that you are back from break." She adds. "I think we will be so happy together. Raven will be so angry when she finds out that we planned this months ago. I cannot wait for her to find out. I even told mom to have her sit on the front row for the pack meeting tomorrow, so I can see her face when dad makes the announcement. I am going to put her next to you so it will hurt her more when dad calls you up on stage. When she realizes that her crush is going to be my mate, she is going to be so jealous of me. I am so going to get a picture of her face when she finds out, as I will want to remember that moment for a long time" I heard Reagan say to him, and I was so choked up I couldn't hold in the sob of pain that managed to escape. It wasn't loud, but with werewolf hearing, it was loud enough. I just stayed completely still and prayed that they hadn't heard me, but Justin started talking when my sob escaped, and they had no reaction, so I think I am safe. "I have always thought that you were a she-wolf, Reagan. I am so glad that you came up to my training with your offer, and for us to get extra special time together. If Raven were allowed to move around the pack, I don't think that she would be missing the fact that she is my mate. I scented her today when I got back to the pack and confirmed she is my mate. Per our agreement, I don't mind rejecting her, as I am clearly getting the better sister out of this deal. I would have been embarrassed to have to call that freak of nature my mate" Justin said, and with it, my heart was completely crushed. These two evil people deserved each other, and I will not waste another tear on his betrayal. He "chose" her, so he can keep her. She will never be faithful to him, and he will not ever be able to trust that their children are his either. She was just doing this to ensure that they become the next Alpha and Luna. She is what he wanted, so she can have him. I am thoroughly disgusted by both of them, and I will not allow them to make me sad one more day. I had already decided to get out of this horrible pack, and I will not miss the Silver Blade pack for a second. "She is your mate? Are you serious? Oh, this is the best" Reagan said as she laughed out in joy at hearing this information. "Justin, why haven't you mentioned this to me before?" Reagan continued. "I just found out about it earlier today as I have been gone for my training for the last 4 months. I caught my mate's scent and followed it so I could go ahead and reject them. I realized it was coming from the Alpha level, and when I went up and it led me straight to her door, it was really faint, but I sensed it. She doesn't even know it yet. I am sure that this information is not going to go over well with your parents. They may be upset when they find out. Are they still going to want us to move forward with our plan? Or are they going to want me and Raven to be mates because we are true mates?" Justin asked Reagan. I have to admit, I was interested in her reply as well, but I already suspected what the answer was going to be. "Oh no Justin, you will definitely be staying with me. I know dad is really going to get a kick out of you and Raven being mates. Mom might feel a little bad for her, but I think that this is great. I could not be happier that her true mate, will become my chosen mate. We will rule the Silver Blade pack together, and it will hurt her every day to see us together. It is my pack any way, it was never going to be hers. Maybe if we are lucky since she doesn't have a wolf, she won't be able to scent you, and your rejection might even hurt her when you do it. That would be the best-case scenario for all of us" Reagan said, and I could tell that Justin was a little shocked at how hateful she was. Reagan could tell that Justin was not liking this side of her so she quickly changed her attitude and started cooing at Justin, "She doesn't deserve you, baby, I love you and I want you. Hopefully, you will come to love me too. I was just worried, I don't want you falling in love with my sister after we have already mated." Reagan said to Justin, looking up at him adoringly through her long lashes. I have to admit, she really knows how to work people to do what she wants them to. Her ability to look innocent and pure is without measure, she could have been an actress. "Dad hates Raven. He will be very happy about this. He has never loved her since the day that she was born. Mom might be a little upset, but she will get over it. She and dad are chosen mates, she gave up her true mate to become the Luna of the Silver Blade pack. She did it herself, and if it is good enough for her, then it is good enough for me to do it as well. We make the perfect couple. We will have strong pups, and our pack will flourish" Reagan said, and I am stunned. I knew my dad was mean, but to hate me, why? What reason could he possibly have for hating me? My parents have told the whole pack numerous times through the years that they were true mates. They are very affectionate with each other in front of the pack. I didn't even know that they weren't true mates. What else don't I know about them? "We will do the same thing. You will have to reject Raven first thing in the morning, or after the pack meeting. But you will have to do it where no one else will hear you. Dad is going to tell the pack that we are true mates, so they will fully support us. Dad thinks that it would be a mistake to not have the pack's full support behind us when we go to take it over from my parents" Reagan said, and I am amazed at all the plans that they have kept away from me. Just another thing that shows how much difference there is between Reagan and me. I hear them touching again and wonder when they plan on leaving the area, don't they need to get back to the pack house? I narrow my eyes at Reagan, as she is ecstatic about getting to truly rub all of my misfortune in right now. Justin is getting the opportunity to reject me, so the situation that we are now in is all positive for them. "Raven, why are you out of the house? Are you supposed to be out here? Are you OK? That fall looked like it hurt pretty bad" I hear my sister ask me with an innocent look on her face like she cared about me. She was fully aware of how I am kept a prisoner here at the Silver Blade pack. I really have to get out of here. I needed to check and see how badly I am hurt because I don't know if I even have time to go pack a bag now. I may be having to leave here with nothing, but I am OK with that. I just need to get the heck out of here. I will figure out what I need to do after I am safely free of Silver Blade. "Are you ignoring me, Raven? Are you sure you want to do that to me? Fine then, I will just make sure that you get punished for leaving your room. You are not supposed to be out here anyway. I will just let dad know that you are out here, and he will take care of you" Reagan said with a smirk, and then she started mind linking. I and my wolf were running away from this pack. But they caught us immediately. "If you come back here now Raven, I won't punish you for leaving your room without permission" I heard my father tell me. "Nothing in the world could possess me to do that father," I told him, and I see his eyes glazing over as he goes to link someone. I could care less what they have to say to me, and I turned to walk away. "You will get punishment in the Blood Walker pack. You know how dangerous they are Raven, you have heard this fact for your whole life. They cannot be trusted, and you are now a rogue. We have told you, and the whole pack, exactly what happens to those who trespass on their land. The moment they scent you they will move in, and you will die today. Is that what you want? Do you want to die? I will get you more freedom in the pack. I will allow you to go to the library every day instead of once a week. How does that sound?" my mother's voice is calming and comforting. She has never before sounded as nice as this, and I know that dad put her up to try to lure me back into the Siler Blade pack. They must be desperate to do it, so I want to see how far they intended to go with it. "Let me ask you this mother. Was the plan to get Justin to take Reagan as a chosen mate her idea, or dad's?" I asked her. Mom is not a very good liar. I can see her expression as we are only about 20 feet apart from each other right now. "I don't know what you are talking about Raven, they are mates," my mom said to me, and now I smirk at her. Clearly, mom was keeping me out of the loop and doesn't know that I know for a fact that they aren't. "Thanks for always lying to me mom. That makes it so much easier on me. I will not be coming back to the Silver Blade pack. This is the last time, Goddess willing, that you all will probably see me and actually I am welcoming the death that is coming to me. It will be better than the life I have lived since Reagan tried to hurt me, and my own dad called me a liar when I told him what actually happened. Justin is not her mate mom, and I know this because he is MY mate. It is disgusting what all you three have done to me and allowed to be done to me my whole life. I never deserved to be treated the way I was. I can only hope that I can find my way and get to live a life that allows me to find someone who loves me and realizes that I am a good person. I don't think that is too much to ask for, do you mom? It seems like you and dad are willing to do anything to get me to come back over the fence, but we both know that if I did come back, I would either immediately be thrown in the cells. So, I will take my chances over here, where at least I have a chance" I told them and turned again to leave. I only made it a few steps before I was stopped again by my father's hateful words. "You are ungrateful daughter, How do you have the nerve to say that to me? I have clothed and fed you, provided you a room, and let you go to school. I did take care of you, and it is disgusting to see how you repay me. Lying about Justin being your mate. Trying to take your sister's mate away from her. I know that I can speak for your mother as well as myself when I say that we hope the Blood Walker pack disposes of you quickly. I only wish I could punish you myself" my dad roared out, and the hate was coming off of him in waves. "You disgust me father," I told him and the tone I used to draw out the word father let him know just how little I thought of him being my father. "I have never done anything to cause a problem or disruption in the pack, or in the family. I did what I was told this whole time. Even as knowing that you let the whole pack know that I was fair game if they wanted to hurt me, and they did dad, over and over again. You know what, it was my family that really took the award for the most torment. Your unwarranted hate, mom never supporting me, and my sister allowed to try to hurt me, and incite others up against me made me realize that life will be much better on this side of the border than it was on that side. Even if I only live an hour more, it would be better than the years I spent over there." I wiped off my tears and walked past them, suddenly, I hear something coming to meโฆ >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Immerse yourself further! Get the app to continue this incredible audiobook. Search for ID: 98441 | BestDrama | 0 | https://www.facebook.com/61567079787096/ | 0 | INSTALL_MOBILE_APP | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195074 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 6/8/25, 3:09 AM | 1729004051 | 1749370175 | 1634 | c.whastory.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://c.whastory.com/ad/bnV0cmVhZHMvMzI1NTU3LzIwMjQxMDE0MTAzMjIzL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.8142321172642E+14 | Wha002 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462699687_8543457829037148_2930433050713545118_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=W1qIlN4GMisQ7kNvgEQLuvT&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AgROJs9sG72OusaRJR2y27V&oh=00_AYDHlgn6xEDwcrrf-cbSic9zfrkR7dUIWNk-sgH-2xgOPQ&oe=671452C3 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. 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| 2195052 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004050 | 1746634321 | 1634 | c.whastory.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://c.whastory.com/ad/bnV0cmVhZHMvMzI1NTU3LzIwMjQxMDE0MTAzMjIzL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.8142321172642E+14 | Wha002 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462866976_1207002787022171_5288540033759702650_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=m6_MbHTu2AkQ7kNvgGPhNSl&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AAnNHv4bQSZixlWegpMPFSG&oh=00_AYC6yMsbZgOTYK2IXqGV2ao84S7R_YJT9NailHeZEX-bhQ&oe=6714600E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. 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He immediately dropped the document and rushed out! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &35& | Hello reading | 47241 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195098 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 7/3/25, 6:29 PM | 1729004051 | 1751585350 | 1634 | c.whastory.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://c.whastory.com/ad/bnV0cmVhZHMvMzI1NTU3LzIwMjQxMDE0MTAzMjIzL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.8142321172642E+14 | Wha002 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463063917_2005333113221503_8595855666934685689_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=gtLg-Uz2xnEQ7kNvgGHlh1f&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ATyB-iJp-VTsh8duh2-ylr4&oh=00_AYAqRv1JWJlxjYHx9XBQP9bQ5T3LawbtJvfzdm54qHrrrQ&oe=67144023 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. Axel. The look on his face confused me but I didn't have time to think about it before my world went black. | Wha002 | 58 | https://www.facebook.com/61554783541379/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195633 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004061 | 1746634322 | 1634 | a.letsreadnovel.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://a.letsreadnovel.com/ad/bGV0c3JlYWQvMzIzNzk4LzIwMjQxMDExMTYwNjQ5L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.0353745273479E+14 | Lett011 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462704964_3583735615262980_3150870157381473100_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=nTG7pEPJmz0Q7kNvgG-nF2Q&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AYFlKgh59nSUJ5e4JsSvvny&oh=00_AYC3I-JAiCqLy-nj0Qy9dO092KtSAukoBaSur5mmYhZ9tQ&oe=6714396A | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | From the moment I laid eyes on Allie, I wanted her, but there was one problem โฆ she was married to someone else, and Iโd never come between a man and his wife. When her life started to unravel, I was there to help pick up the pieces. The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for her husband's service. She sat there, with dark circles under her dull eyes, with a tightly controlled, pinched expression on her face. I felt heartbroken about what she had gone through, and it only made me more determined to protect her. There was no way I could stand by and watch, I was all in, and there was no way I was going to miss her again. โโโโโโโโ Allie My husband left me and our daughter forever due to illness. I donโt know how to go on in the future. I only know that it is really difficult for me. My brother, sister and sister-in-law mingled with the crowd, and I saw Dean sitting on a sofa in the back of the room with a now-sleeping Gracie sprawled across his lap. Dean was a sweet guy, and such a good match for Hannah. He grew up a few doors down from us, and he and my sister had been dating since high school. They had both just graduated from college recently, and we all fully expected to hear a wedding announcement in the near future. My parents and Alex's Aunt Ellen stood alongside me near the casket, as people made their way through the line to offer their condolences. This is an awful tradition, I thought, as I forced myself to smile politely while listening to endless platitudes, many from people I barely knew. I was pulled out of my inner rant by a familiar voice and looked up to see Nico Peretti speaking to a visibly flustered Aunt Ellen. Nico had that effect on people. He was tall, topping out at 6'3", broad shouldered and gorgeous, with his dark wavy hair, deep brown eyes and permanently tanned skin illustrating his Italian heritage. As the lead singer for Storm Front, he was well on his way to becoming a rock legend in the music business. I had been working as an assistant to his band's manager for two years, so I knew him well. Looking down the line behind him, I saw the other members of the band along with my boss, Michael Drummond and his wife Jayne. Nico finished speaking with Aunt Ellen, squeezing her hand lightly, before turning to me. He held my gaze for a long moment, then stepped forward and gathered me into his arms for a tight hug. I got a faint whiff of his cologne - sandalwood mixed with a hint of vanilla - and was once again thankful for a break from the rose scent permeating the room. "I am so sorry, Allie," he said with his signature low rasp. He gave me a final squeeze, and stepped back to allow Matt Gibson, the drummer, to lean in for a quick hug. I was touched that they had taken the time to come. Nico The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for Alex's service. We wanted to be there to support Allie, but we tended to attract attention wherever we went, and the last thing we wanted was to cause a scene here today. Allie, or Sunshine as I usually called her, had worked for us for two years or so now. She had started as an assistant to our band's manager, Michael Drummond, shortly after she got married. I remembered the morning I met Allie at his office. She was sweet, with a shy smile that charmed me. By the end of the day, her shyness had worn off and her smile was bigger and brighter as she quickly became comfortable around us. At the end of her first week, I'd had a day that devolved into a show of epic proportions. We'd had equipment malfunctions in the studio, followed by the news that an "exclusive tell-all" interview was getting ready to hit the stands featuring some groupie I could barely remember who had given the tabloid reporter explicit details about our backstage sexcapades. Already irritated with the equipment issues in the studio, I had become livid when our publicist had called to give me a heads up about the interview. Aside from my anger, I was embarrassed that such highly personal information had become tabloid fodder for the world to gossip over. After a meeting with the publicist as well as Michael, the latter of whom insisted I couldn't sue someone for telling the truth, I had been ready to explode. I had stormed out of the conference room, only to see Allie making a cup of tea in the breakroom across the hall. I'd ducked in there to grab a bottle of water from the refrigerator and had glanced at her as she brought the tea to her lips and took a small sip. When I'd caught sight of the mug in her hands, I had boomed out a laugh. The mug had a cartoon sun on it, wearing sunglasses. It said "I squint at the sun because it's bright. I squint at my coworkers because they aren't." Since she and Michael were only a two-person office, I had laughed at the implication that he was an idiot. Because I was pissed that he wouldn't let me sue the groupie, the reporter, or the rag he worked for, I'd appreciated the implied insult even more. As she had watched me laugh, she'd smiled widely, and her eyes had twinkled. "The mug amuses you?" she'd asked. "Yes, and when I go back in there and squint at Michael it will be even funnier," I'd responded, feeling some of my tension ease. "Well, I'm glad I could brighten your day a little bit," she'd said with a smile. I had nodded, and replied, "That you did, Sunshine. Thank you." We had all met Alex several times since then. They seemed to be a perfect match. He was a nice guy, funny, and he adored his wife. The last time I saw him before he got sick, was when Allie had the baby. I had stopped by the hospital with a huge stuffed unicorn wearing a princess crown (just to be clear, the unicorn was wearing the crown, not me), and a bouquet of sunflowers. I'd spent a few nerve-wracking minutes holding the baby โ just long enough to forever lose a piece of my heart to Grace Elizabeth Donovan. She looked like she was going to favor her mother, with the same delicate features and hair with a slight curl in the same shade of blond as Allie's. A few of their friends and family were visiting at the same time, and they were pretty star-struck when I'd arrived. Alex had thought it was hilarious that I was getting more attention than the new baby they had all come to see and called me "Rock God" for the rest of the visit. After he got sick, I saw him in the hospital a couple of times. Once was only briefly, as I'd dropped Allie off after we finished at the studio and her car wouldn't start. I glanced around the packed room, taking note of the large group of people who had come to pay their respects. I hated that she was going through this. Of all people, Allie deserved to be happy. She was one of the most loving and genuinely caring people I had ever met. I've heard the phrase "beautiful inside and out" but never truly understood it until Allie. She was a beautiful soul wrapped up in a 5'4" package of gorgeous curves, blonde hair, and green eyes that reflected her every emotion. Since Alex's diagnosis, she had worked herself into the ground trying to take care of both Alex and their sweet baby girl, as well as trying to fit in as many hours as she could working for us. She'd had family helping out, but it was a lot to take on. I was sure she was worried about money, so she refused to take much time off. I'd overheard her on the phone with the insurance company one day when I took a quick break at the recording studio. We'd been trying to put the finishing touches on our album to get it ready by the projected release date. It was clear that she was torn between needing to be home more to help Alex and working to pay their bills. So, I had pulled Michael aside and told him to hire a temp to help out with our administrative needs, and we would fend for ourselves on the personal errands and she does for us. Between the four of us and Michael, we covered her salary. She'd tried to refuse, but we had insisted. She'd finally agreed because she'd known it was the best for her family. They needed her, we could make that happen. End of story. She will never know it, but I'd also arranged with the hospital to cover any outstanding medical bills. I had worked hard and had some incredibly lucky breaks in this business, and I'd been blessed with more money than I would ever spend in a lifetime. There was no way I could stand by and watch her and Gracie struggle with that kind of financial burden. As we waited for Allie to finish speaking to the couple in front of us in the visitation line, I saw an older woman I didn't recognize on the side closest to me, and Allie's parents standing next to her on the other side. I had met Steve and Colleen Kettering once, at the hospital the night Gracie was born. Steve was quiet and laid-back, and Colleen was a lot like her daughter, in looks and personality. The line moved forward, and I introduced myself to the older woman standing next to Allie, who was apparently Alex's aunt. If I recalled correctly, his parents were dead, and he had no siblings. Aunt Ellen, as I was instructed to call her, seemed a bit stunned when she recognized me. She quickly recovered and thanked me for being so supportive of Allie. "Of course," I assured her quietly. "Allie is important to all of us, and Alex was a great guy. We know how much she'll miss him, and we'll be there for whatever she and Gracie need." She teared up and her chin wobbled a bit as she tried to keep her composure. I gave her hand a light squeeze, then looked over to see Allie gazing up at me. I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her. "I'm so sorry, Allie," I said, feeling at a loss for words. 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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Delighted Reading | 8203 | https://www.facebook.com/100093179042627/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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Mated to my stepfather, I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you do this for me again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. My stepfather, Alpha Andrรฉ stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. What the hell? *** Chapter 1 Olivia's POV I sat in my living room, rocking back and forth on my father's old chair. I could still smell his scent on the old leather, bringing tears to my eyes. In my arms, I cradled the porcelain jar that held my dadโs ashes. It still felt like a dream. I pinched myself multiple times to wake myself up from this nightmare, but I only ended up with bruises on my arms each time my fingernails sank into my skin, drawing blood. This was no dream. Dad was dead. It was almost unbelievable, but it was true. I glanced over at the table, and on it was the letter the Luna of my pack had delivered to me during Dad's funeral. I picked it up and read through it for the tenth time. Regardless of how many times I read it, I still couldn't believe she was coming here after everything that she did, after all this time. That was impossible. Yet, my suitcase was packed beside me because Luna Mia had also been quite clear on her stance. Since Dad was gone, I had to leave. I was leaving my pack, the only home I had known all my life, to stay withโฆ Knock! Knock! Knock! I was jerked from my brooding. I carefully placed the jar on the table and walked to the door. The impatient knocking came again, and the air was suddenly filled with the scent of expensive, intrusive perfume, which almost blurred Dad's scent, that was still lingering in the room. I walked to the door, flung it open, and saw her. My mother. She was nothing like I remembered from her lips, which were a bright red, and the flashy large hoop earrings that were dangling on both ears. She cleared her throat, interrupting my assessment, "God! You look like a mess, Olivia.โ Her eyes swept over me in one fair swoop of disgust. "You should brush your hair. It looks like a bird's nest." Her voice was high and full of mockery. This was exactly like I remembered. Only that, Dad used to be at the receiving end of that mockery. Now, it was me. "What are you doing here, Nicole?โ She gasped and looked at me angrily, and I took joy in seeing the displeasure on her face as her lips turned down angrily at the sides. "Where are your manners, young lady? Need I remind you that I am still your mother.โ I scoffed. A person like her could call herself a mother? Without waiting for my reply, Nicole pushed past me and entered the house. I closed the door and watched her in anger as she looked around. "Still looks the same. Your father never changed those filthy sofas after all." She turned to me again. "You got my letter, didn't you?" I folded my arms and stared angrily at her. "Yeah, I did. Tell me this is some joke." My mother laughed sarcastically and suddenly glared at me angrily, โLook, Liv..." "Don't call me Liv.โ That was something that only my loved ones could call me. She was not on that list. Although there was no list anymore as there had been only one personโDad. And he was not even here anymore. Another wave of heartache hit me while Nicole rolled her eyes and ignored my comment. "Look, I don't have much time. Get your stuff and get into the car, and if I feel like it, I can explain things to you." She gave the house one last disgusted look over and walked out. I sighed angrily and sat in my dad's chair. What was all this? Why did she have to come? When I had gotten the letter from the packโs Luna, a part of me had desperately hoped that it was some prank and that she wouldnโt make it. After all, I had spent thirteen years waiting for her to walk through these same doors. Yet, she had ended up coming. I heard a low rumbling sound, and I looked out of the window; I saw a black BMW. I raised my eyebrow in surprise. That was my mother's ride? Where on earth did she... The car outside honked its horn, and I knew my time here was up. Still holding the jar with my dad's ashes, I dragged my suitcase out of the door. My mum finally stopped honking as I walked up to the car with my suitcase. "I don't even know why you even bother carrying those ashes. Your hands are all dirty. Could you not get them on my seats? They're Italian leather." I scoffed angrily. How dare she? "You're unbelievable! How could you say that about Dad?!" She rolled her eyes and gave me a pointed stare. "Do you even know how much Italian leather costs?" I was dumbfounded, but she couldn't care less. "For the record," I said in a grim tone. "I am only tagging along because Dad would have wanted me to. I'd rather be dead with him than go anywhere with you." โThat would have been better, Liv,โ she mumbled and turned away. If I had expected that anything would be different after thirteen years and a new ride, I was awfully wrong, and Nicole was in a hurry to let me know. โDriver, step on it. I have things to do." The driver started the car, and then we sped away, leaving my old life, house and everything I have ever known behind. "How long is this ride?" I asked, turning back to the window. It felt like we had been driving for hours. The scenery was lovely. There were lots of flowers and beautiful trees, and the grass was lush green. Soon, we pulled up in front of a large mansion, and its grandeur took my breath away. "I forgot to mention that your stepfather is the Alpha of this pack. He owns this place," my mom said, brimming with pride, and I resisted an eye roll. Before I could say anything else, the driver opened the door, and she stepped out. However, I remained in the car, boiling with anger as my shock vanished into thin air. This explained everything. She was such a gold-digger! She had abandoned Dad and me all these years to marry some old, rich Alpha. My stomach churned in disgust at my mother. Suddenly, the door opened, and the driver stood beside it. "Miss Olivia, do you need help with your bags?" "No," I said, coarsely. "I can sort myself out." I got out of the car, hoisted my suitcase out, and kept my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm. I walked to the front door and saw my mother waiting for me. "I see you finally got out. I was starting to think that the magnificence of this place had rendered your little legs paralysed." Her voice was haughty and arrogant, and I felt my cheeks burn hot with fury. We walked inside and were face to face with a giant golden staircase. I was taken aback. This house was huge! Maids walked by my mother and me, greeting her as โLuna', and each time I heard it, I felt my insides boil hotter, and sadness washed over me. I couldn't believe she had been here all this time, basking in all this wealth while we struggled daily to get by. The sound of hurried steps echoed, and Mom turned to me and whispered harshly. "Get out of here. The maids will show you to your room." I raised an eyebrow and folded my arms defiantly. "No." "I'm warning you, Olivia. And keep your voice down." I scoffed. "Last I checked, this house belongs to your boo thing, not you. I need him to say it if he doesn't want me here. And I hope he says it so I can get out of here." Every nerve in my body tingled with electricity as the steps got closer. What was happening to me? With my heart thumping against my chest, I turned to look at the staircase. Every thought cleared from my head as I looked at him. My heart skipped a beat, and every step he took towards us made me feel like I could not breathe or look away from the perfection that he was. Built like some Greek god, the man walking down the staircase looked like he had walked out of some human magazine cover, and I felt myself melt under his dominance as soon as he was in front of me. His aura made my body shiver with pleasure, admiration and awe. โMATEโ, my wolf growled. "Alpha Andrรฉ, good afternoon.โ My mom spoke up, and it was only then that I noticed that every other head was bowed except mine. Wait, Alpha? My eyes widened as I did the maths. This was her new husband? He was the last thing from an old, rich Alpha, and I was struggling to pull my eyes away from him. How on earth did he end up with someone like Nicole? Ignoring Nicole, his eyes fell on me, "who is this?โ Chapter 2 Olivia's POV โWho is this?โ His deep, sonorous voice resonated throughout the room, and my body tingled to the sound. I felt his green eyes wash over me in one swoop, and I instantly felt giddy while butterflies began to flap in my stomach. Without trying to be discreet, I checked him out properly. His hair was dark, and his muscular torso strained against his tight shirt, outlining his abs and pecs. I felt myself drooling with desire. I couldn't explain what I felt, but a part of me was yearning for him. His face was dashingly handsome, and my eyes trailed down to his sharp and chiselled jaw. I gawked at his soft lips and began to imagine how it would feel to kiss themโฆ Shocked at my thoughts, I shook my head to push those unholy thoughts away. But the moment my eyes met his one more time, I was stuck. There was no way that he was my stepdad. Alpha Andrรฉ raised his eyebrow; he looked pretty intrigued, and I felt the lump in my throat disappear. "My name is Olivia. I'm Nicole's dโฆ" "Sister!" said my mom, cutting in nervously. "She is my sister from a distant pack." I stared at Nicole, stunned. She didn't want him to know that I was her daughter. "Screw you!" I yelled angrily at her, and she gave me a death stare. I ignored it and turned to Andrรฉ. I was almost caught off guard by his sparkling green eyes. "I'm Nicole's daughter. It seems she left that part out of her resumรฉ when she applied to be your wife." From the corner of my eyes, I could see Mom getting red in the face, and her anger was burning hot, but I didn't care. I was determined to push her buttons. "Nicole didn't tell me about you. Either way, it is nice to meet you." I felt some confidence stir up in me. I just felt this connection, and it felt like I could say anything to him. "Are you sure having a wife you know nothing about is smart? She could kill you in your sleep, you know." I watched as his smooth lips curled into a smirk, making him more dashing. God, he was so s*xy! How on earth did Mum bag him? I watched him as he turned his head to one of the maids who stood nearby, supposedly waiting for his next order. "You. Prepare a room for her on the third floor. Make sure it is comfortable." He turned back towards the stairs, and Mum and I followed him behind. "So tell me about yourself, Olivia. You have a beautiful name, I must say." I felt my cheeks get hot. I felt the butterflies in my stomach flutter madly. "Well, there wouldn't be much to say if only Nicole had told you about me sooner. I'm done with high school and taking a break year before I start college andโฆ" There was not much about me, and my introduction ended after a few sentences. However, I was trapped by his captivating green eyes. More than once, his arm brushed mine, and I felt heated passion fill me up, just waiting to burst out. When I looked him in the face, I caught his eyes looking at my lips before looking back at me. This was torturous. And he was my stepfather! We finally reached the third floor, and Mum rushed to him, pushing me aside rudely. โAlpha, I donโt think Olivia should stay on the first floor. She has night terrors at times and might wake you if she stays on the same floor as you." I was stunned. What was Mum getting at?! What night terrors? On the bright side, Andrรฉ ignored her and disappeared into a room on the third floor. Mom turned and stared at me angrily. โDo I need to remind you that you are here as a guest? You should know your place. I am still your mother whether you like it or not." I glared back at her with the same intensity, "Back off! I'm not the one who asked to be dragged here. That was all on you. You planned this with Dad.โ I took a deep breath, my anger coursing through every vein, โAlso, I think you are the one who should know their place. You. Are. Not. My. Mum." I watched as her face changed into different shades of white. She gave me one furious glare and then headed down to the second floor. After a while, one of the maids walked up to me. "Miss Olivia, please follow me to your room. It is ready for you,โ she said with a small bow and led the way. I followed behind her and dragged my suitcase along with me. I still had my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm, and I wondered if he was watching all of this. Soon, we stopped at a time just a few doors away from the room Alpha Andrรฉ had disappeared into. "Your room, Miss Olivia. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes. Please be ready. Here is the key. Do make yourself comfortable." The maid handed me the key and headed downstairs. I was left alone in the lobby. I took a deep breath and stared at the key in my hand. I was here; there was no turning back now. I slotted it into the keyhole and turned it, and with a click, it opened. Nothing could have prepared me for the sight I saw. My room was huge! There was enough space in here to throw a party. The walls were a beautiful pale pink, and a chandelier hung on the ceiling, elegantly flooding the room with light. The reading table was made out of smooth wood, and a laptop and detached keyboard were on it. I dropped my suitcase and walked over to the bed. The sheets were made of rich, smooth and soft silk, and the mattress was so comfy that it felt like I was sleeping on a cottony heap of clouds. โOkay. I could get used to this.โ I got off the bed, took off my clothes and wrapped a towel around my body. I needed to have a quick shower before dinner. I smelled all sweaty. After the shower, I changed into something nicer and did my hair. The shower gel was expensive and exotic, and I smelled like wild peaches. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Miss Olivia, are you ready for dinner? The Alpha has requested that you eat with him." I was about to say something, but my stomach rumbled, cutting me off. "I will be down in a few minutes." The maid nodded and walked away, and in a few minutes, I was out of my room, heading downstairs. "Miss Olivia, where are you going?" I turned around and saw the maid who had called me for dinner. "I'm sorry. I'm looking for the dining room." The maid shook her head and smiled politely. "I'm sorry. I must have missed something while I was giving you the message. Dinner will be in the Alpha's personal room on the third floor." I stared at the maid with wide-open eyes. "What..?!" Chapter 3 Andrรฉโs POV I smelled her even before the door opened, and my hands clenched around the chairโs handle as Olivia entered my private quarters. Her body was tense, and she looked around curiously before her gaze settled on me. As though unnerved, she looked away immediately. How did the moon goddess create such perfection? To reward my waiting? I had spent more than twenty years waiting for my fated mate. For the one, the one that was made for me. Yet, there had been nothing. Eventually, I had settled for an arrangement for the pack's sake. But she was here now. And she was the best f**king thing I have laid my eyes on. โWhereโs Nicole?โ She squeaked, her voice barely audible. I would have missed it if all of my senses werenโt focused on her. I wanted to know everything. I needed to take in her smile, her beautiful blue eyes that shone like the sea. f**k, I could already imagine running my hands through those large blond curls that fell over her shoulders. It took me some seconds to realise I hadnโt answered her. Nicole. It had been relatively easy to tell that they didnโt have the best relationship. Just now, when her mother had been there, she had been fierce and stubborn, like a fiery temptress. My temptress. โNicole wonโt be joining us,โ I replied and saw her wring her fingers together. Could she not feel it? Dinner went by slowly, and every now and then, Olivia would look up at me, her blue eyes probing and curious. I was dying to know her, too. But from what Nicoleโs driver had reported, she had just lost her father. A part of me was tempted to stand up and close the distance between us. To wrap her in my arms and let her know she had me now. Nothing was going to hurt her. But I didnโt want to scare her away. She was too important to me. I took a deep breath, calming my wolf that was pushing to claim his mate and my c0ck that was starting to react just from the thought of having Olivia in my arms. โDamn man, when did I get laid last?โ I wasnโt attracted to Nicole, but as my Luna, she had the most important thing I needed; she could handle matters very cleanly and made running the pack's internal affairs seem easy. Also, because of how hard she worked, it also meant that I had to give her a certain level of face here in my pack. Meetings outside the pack and checking over my company in the human world were among the few times that gave me a chance to get laid. I hadnโt been to one in two months. That had to be why. โIโm done,โ Olivia said, her voice breaking through my thoughts and my spine straightened. I frowned as I looked at her plate and the dishes in front of her; although I had spaced out just now, it was not enough time for her to have eaten enough food. โAre you uncomfortable?โ I asked, and she looked down, biting her lips. Damn. The very action sent some command to my c0ck, and I could feel it stirring in my pants. โThereโs nothing to be worried about; I wonโt bite.โ That was a lie. I had every intention to bite. Especially with the way she was biting down on her lower lip. โIf you donโt like these, you can have dessert,โ I snapped my hands, and one of the kitchen staff walked out with a tray in his arm. I didnโt like sweets, but I had instructed them to make them for her. I almost gave myself a back pat when her eyes brightened at the popsicles before her. When she picked one up, I realised just how large it was. Her small, pouty mouth was way too small for that. Entranced, I watched as my little mate placed the giant popsicle in her mouth, and as I had guessed, she could only lick from a small corner. A m0@n fell from her mouth as she tasted it, and every nerve in my body tightened. If she continued at this rate, I wasnโt sure I could hold back from bending her over this table and claiming her as mine. โCan your mouth take all of it in?โ I asked, and Oliviaโs face flushed red, and she burst into a coughing fit. I shot up and rushed to her side without thinking. A move that I regretted because one whiff of her sweet floral scent was more than enough to bring me to my knees. My c0ck was hard, and my balls were heavy from being around and watching her. I moved behind the chair. I couldnโt let her see just how hard I was for her. For my โstepdaughterโ Olivia stood up, and my eyes followed her every move. Was she feeling the mate pull the way I was? I could never know if she did because right before I could say a word, Olivia dashed off. My dining room, the same place I had dined in for more than twenty years now, felt too big for my liking. Too empty. Did this affect my little mate? โAlpha, we caught a maid about to report to Miss Nicole about the dinner,โ one of my assistants stepped into the dining room and reported. โRemove all the unnecessary help on this floor.โ Nicole was nosy, and I wasnโt ignorant of the fact that she had spent the last year trying to win over my staff. Unfortunately, her position was about to be vacant. My mate was here. Irritation bubbled in my throat as I remembered their relationship. That was one hell of a trick from the moon goddess. However, that didnโt matter. Nothing could keep me from my Olivia. โOlivia,โ I called out, testing her name, and when I couldnโt hold it in anymore, I stood up, striding out of the dining room. I didnโt want her to be away from me. She had barely eaten anything, but judging by how petite she was, I suspected that food was not on her list of favourite things. Chapter 4 Olivia's POV I ate in silence and stole glances at him. Sometimes, our eyes would meet and lock, and I'd turn away silently, though not without getting a lovely glance at his lips. I wanted to kiss them so badly. The way his lips moved as he chewed filled me with thoughts. I could only imagine how it would feel to have those lips kiss me and travel down, downโฆ down. f**k! I took one hand off the table and placed it on my lap, gripping my dress tightly. I squeezed my legs and felt something wet on my thigh. "Keep it together, Olivia." I stopped eating for a brief moment, and I caught him licking the back of his spoon. I gasped as the sensations between my legs spiked. What was he doing to me? "I'm done." I put my spoon down and turned my head away, trying to hide my blush. The food was delicious but I couldn't eat anymore, not like this. I could feel my juices dripping down my legs. I had to excuse myself from the table. โAre you uncomfortable?โ he asked, slowly putting down his spoon and gazing at me with those grey eyes. I shook my head. I couldn't dare open my mouth. m0@ns had replaced all words. I couldn't let them escape. โThereโs nothing to be worried about; I wonโt bite.โ I wanted him to bite me, a love bite. I wanted to see red marks on my skin caused by his lips svcking every inch of me. Dessert soon came as he snapped his fingers, and the air was filled with a sweet, fruity scent. My eyes lit up. Popsicles! The waiter dropped the tray with them on the table and walked away. I helped myself to one. It was huge! My eyes washed over it slowly. I love sweets, but I wanted something sweeter. I tried to svck it all at once, but it was way too big for my mouth. I started from the corner and made my way down his big c0ck. f**k! Did I say 'c0ck'? It was too late. The image was already etched in my mind. svcking his c0ck slowly, feeling the sensations run down his spine as my tongue played with him. I began to m0@n softly as I svcked on the popsicle; my eyes closed with content. โCan your mouth take all of it in?โ Andrรฉ asked. I looked up and found his eyes watching me keenly. Oh no! What if he knew I was thinking aboutโฆ "Cough! Cough! I have toโฆ cough!โฆ go." I rushed out of his room and ran to mine. I bolted the door and walked to my bed. What had happened? I lay down and tried to calm myself down. "Deep breaths, Liv, deep breaths." I slipped my hand under my dress and felt my underwear. I was soaked through. I sighed. I needed to have a shower. I moved my hand slightly and grazed the tip of my bud. A m0@n escaped my lips, and I was immediately silent. The best idea was to take my hand out, shower and forget this whole debacle. I moved my hand, but I grazed my bud again. Another sigh escaped my lips. f**k it! I moved my fingers, lightly caressing my swollen bud. The sensations made me shiver. I wished these were Andrรฉ's fingers. My m0@ns grew louder. I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My hands undid my front zip and dove into my bosom. My nips were so hard. I wanted him to svck them. My fingers moved faster and suddenly plunged inside me. "AhhhโฆAndrรฉโฆ!" His c0ck filled me up. I felt its girth as it touched the walls of my pu$$y. It was huge. He pulled out after a while and moved his lips closer to my face; his husky, deep voice filled my ears. "Are you sure you can take all of me?" I didn't even need to reply, and he penetrated me again. My body tensed up and gripped his hard c0ck tight. His thrvsts were slow and shallow. "Yes. Yes, please don't stop." He plunged deeper, and I grabbed the sheets. I was dazed yet still greedy. I wanted more. "AhhhhโฆAndrรฉ. I need more Andrรฉ. Please give me more." His tempo increased, and so did my m0@ns. His name was on my breath, his scent in my nostrils, his lips on my skin and his hands in my hair. My body squirmed desperately, and I felt myself tighten. I heard his voice in my ears. "Are you going to come for me?" "Yes, Andrรฉ. Please don't stop." The tempo picked up, and I m0@ned louder and harder. My face was flushed. My pu$$y was soaked, and I could hear sputtering sounds as he continued to f**k me deep. My legs trembled, and my voice could barely be heard. I gripped the sheets harder, pulling out from the side that they were tucked in neatly. My breathing became wheezy as the sensations shot up. His dรญck went harder and deeper inside me, filling me up perfectly. My legs felt numb. Any more, and I wouldโฆ "Ahhhhhhhhโฆ" My body jolted, and my juices poured out of my, streaming down my legs and soaking the bed. I felt my forehead and beads of sweat got stuck to my hand. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you cvm for me like that again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. Alpha Andrรฉ stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. My eyes travelled down, and I saw the obvious bulge in his trousers. What the hell? | Good Novel and Story | 18 | https://www.facebook.com/61563112123593/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195874 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004065 | 1746634322 | 1634 | amazon.com | Get offer | IMAGE | NEW Fake Relationship Billionaire Boss Romance | https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0D3KJNPFW?maas=maas_adg_6D243557EC56DAC55B83D881A62D5337_afap_abs&ref_=aa_maas&tag=maas | 1.0260473482859E+14 | L. Steele | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/459960474_1077321450403772_5091623518027887147_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=h2eGwpgSyW8Q7kNvgHCpWzz&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AXA1RrPFwekGOQzJbCoYA_u&oh=00_AYAtUPr9RkvrJW7IWy24JS-Gbuzz808vTQVb0cv9aCouhA&oe=67145945 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I head for my bossโ office, then draw in a breath. This is it. Show time. I tuck stray strands of hair behind my ear, square my shoulders, then knock on the door. I wait for a few seconds but thereโs no answer. I knock again. The seconds stretch further. Should I wait? The coffee'll get cold, and he specified it must be hot. Fine, fine. I need to get this over with. Need to find my mettle. Need to chin up and face the music. Heโs only a man. I square my shoulders, push open the door and step in, only to find the place is empty. Hmm. I take a step forward and thatโs when the scent of rich tobacco and leather, and something deeperโsandalwood?โpours over me. I take a deep breath, and little fires seem to light up my spine. Itโs a very masculine smell. Something very male. Something primal which resonates with a need deep inside me. I squeeze my fingers around the handle of the cup Iโm holding and glance about the space. Thereโs a massive desk set in front of a glass wall, with a view of the Thames. The lights are dimmed, so the space crawls with shadows. A gust of wind rattles against one of the walls, I shiver. The hair on the back of my neck rises. I realize Iโm not alone. My attention is drawn to the other side of the room. There, in the corner, in the space between two windows, shrouded in shadows, is the unmistakable outline of a man. I gasp and strain through the dim light, trying to make out his features. His face is in darkness, but thereโs just enough light to pick out the shape of his shoulders, which are broad enough to stretch his suit. The sleeves are tight around his biceps, and his jacket pulls across his chest. Heโs standing with one hand thrust in his pocket, the other at his side. His jacket is black enough to meld with his surroundings, and heโs wearing a shirt, which is also black. I can tell that his black tie is made of silk because of the light that reflects off it. He takes another step in my direction. The light from above illuminates his features. I forget to breathe. High cheekbones, a hooked patrician nose, a thin, firm upper lip that promises heโs not someone to be messed with. And that puffy lower lip which is ridiculously sensuous. The square jaw, which is so perfect it makes me want to weep. But itโs the scar that stretches from the tip of the left side of his lips to the edge of his eye which focuses my attention. It slashes across his cheek like someone dragged a blade in exactly the perfect symmetry to bisect the expanse. Whatever happened to cause that wound must have been life-threatening. Itโs probably a miracle heโs standing here. Every muscle seems to be carved out of stone. The tension that rolls off of him weighs the air and sparks it with electricity. My nerve-endings tingle. I donโt know why that HR lady thinks his face is hideous, or why his previous assistants couldnโt stand the sight of him, for this man is not repellant or scary to look at. He is gorgeous. Sure, his face is scarred but that only adds to his appeal. It makes me want to find out how he was wounded. Whoa, I need to stop that train of thought. This is my boss. I'm his employee. I have no business thinking of him in such an inappropriate manner. Whatever he sees on my features causes his face to close even more. A nerve tics at his jaw. "Place the coffee on the table," he rumbles. I swallow, continue to stare in his direction. "Do it," he snaps. Instantly, Iโm moving. My feet donโt seem to touch the ground. I reach his table, round it and place the cup of coffee in the space in front of his chair. I straighten and glance in his direction. "Iโmโ" "Get out." "What?" My jaw drops. "Leave and donโt return unless I ask you to." My heart slams into my ribcage. For some ridiculous reason, I want to cry. I donโt know this guy, havenโt done anything to elicit this kind of reaction from him, so why is he being so rude? I open my mouth, but he throws up his hand. "If you donโt like the job, you can leave that, too." Thereโs something in his voice that implies he expects me to do just that. In fact, I have a sneaking suspicion thatโs why heโs being so rude. Not that I plan on quitting. Not when I just got this job. And the money? I need that money. So no, Iโm not going anywhere. "What time?" I sense his surprise, since I canโt make out his features. "Lunch. What time do you want it?" I prompt. "One p.m. andโ" "I wonโt be late." I ignore the scowl on his face, then spin around and walk back the way I came. When I reach the door, I grab the handle, twist it and push the door open, then pause. If Iโm going to survive this role, then I need to let him know Iโm not a pushover. I need him to understand that Iโm not scared of his bluster or his domineering manner. I square my shoulders, then half turn and fix my gaze on the shadow that is him. "Oh, by the way," I say in a tone that I hope conveys confidence. "I donโt scare easily, Knox Davenport. Question is, do you?" | L. Steele | 6510 | https://www.facebook.com/AuthorLSteele/ | 0 | GET_OFFER | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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As much as everything still hurts, the urge to call him and beg him to come back, to agree to live without marriage or kids, is getting less and less with each passing day. But some days are worse than others. Today is one of the worse days. The doorbell chimes, startling me from my thoughts. Iโm not expecting company tonight, but Iโll be lying if I say Iโm not secretly hoping Ryan is here. He hasnโt once bothered to call or come over or even talk to me since I ended the relationship. โComing!โ I go to the door and swing it open. โOh, hey, Becca. Whatโre you doing here?โ I stop and do a double take. โWhy are you so dressed up?โ Sheโs wearing a tight red dress and matching red stilettos. Her makeup is on point, and she looks fantastic. โYouโve been crying again.โ Becca walks inside, her heels clicking against the tile floor. โUm, no.โ I wipe my cheeks and am happy to see my hands come away dry. I havenโt been sleeping worth trash, though, so Iโm sure my eyes are red and puffy. โYou didnโt answer my question.โ I close the door. โIโm here to take you out.โ Becca grins. โOh no.โ I shake my head. Beccaโs been trying to get me to go out clubbing since the day I broke up with Ryan, and I keep refusing. Iโm not ready to meet anyone new. Not yet. Itโs still too soon. โIโm really not in the mood,โ I say. โYouโve been saying that for weeks now. Itโs time to stop crying over Ryan and get yoursef back up on the horse.โ I roll my eyes. โIโm not dressed to go out. Besides, itโs a Tuesday night. You really think anyone decent is going to be out tonight? I highly doubt it.โ Becca sighs with frustration. โListen, you need to get out of this house. I need a wing woman. And we need to celebrate.โ โCelebrate what?โ I flop down on the couch and tuck my knees to my chest. As soon as I got home from work, I put on a pair of sweatpants and one of Ryanโs T-shirts that heโd left behind. My hairโs in a messy bun on top of my head, and I have no makeup on. Iโm in no positionโphysically or emotionallyโto go out. โI got the job!โ Becca squeals. I jump off the couch and give my friend a hug. โOh my god! Thatโs amazing, Becca. Congratulations!โ Becca laughs. โIโm so excited. Thereโs no way I can stay home tonight.โ She pouts and bats her eyelashes in that over exaggerated way she always does. โPlease?โ I hate when Becca does that. She makes saying no impossible. The fact weโve been friends since high school doesnโt help, either. With a reluctant sigh, I nod. โAll right fine. Iโll go out with you tonight, but promise me we wonโt stay long.โ โDeal!โ Becca shrieks with excitement. โHurry up and get dressed.โ I take about half an hour to get ready, and as I study my reflection in the mirror, I smile. Maybe going out tonight is exactly what I need. Just getting dressed up makes me feel better than I have in days. I leave the bathroom and meet Becca back in the living room. Becca whistles. โOh girl, youโre a hottie.โ I laugh. I opted for my frayed denim skirt and my low-cut black top with sleeves that tie on my shoulders. A pair of black sandals complete my outfit. My clothes are nowhere near as beautiful as Beccaโs tight, red dress, but at least Iโm comfortable. I grab my purse. โLetโs go before I change my mind.โ I playfully shove Becca out the door. We arrive at The Savage Cat, the only night club here, Michigan, and the line to get in is around the block. Lucky for us, I have a fast pass straight to the front of line. The popular dance club is owned by the Savage Bloods Motorcycle Club, of which my brother is the very proud President. I canโt stand that stupid club, or the lifestyle, and I go out of my way to avoid everything involving the Savage Bloods. Unfortunately, when you live in a tiny armpit of a town, you donโt have many choices for entertainment. Becca, however, is fascinated with the Savage Bloods and will do everything she can to hang out with them. She wonโt openly admit it to me, but I know sheโs hooked up with several of the brothers. She swears sheโs never so much as thought about my brother in that way, but Iโm not sure I believe that. At a little after ten, the place is already packed, as usual. I push way through the crowd and toward the dance floor. That is why we came here after all. Ryan hates to dance, and even though I always tell him he doesnโt have to get on the dance floor with me, he still refuses to take me anywhere that involves the activity. Memories like those make me grateful that I had the courage to leave him. I really need to learn to hold onto the bad memories and stop dwelling on all the great ones. Dealing with the hurt when Iโm angry is so much easier. The music is so loud it rattles the chairs and tables, and the floor is sticky from spilled beverage. But I donโt care. Being out with my best friend, cutting lose, not caring about anything or anyone is freeing. I canโt remember the last time I just had fun like this. Becca grabs my arm and leans forward. โThat guy.โ Becca points to someone behind me. I turn to see who Becca is pointing at, and I freeze. Leaning against the bar is a man. A very , very muscular, very dangerous looking man. Dark, shoulder length hair. Icy blue eyes. Jeans with a bulging crotch. Black T-shirt that stretches deliciously across his shoulders and chest. My heart races at the sight of him, but more so because heโs staring right at me. But then I notice heโs also wearing a goddman kutte covered with the Savage Bloods insignia. Because of course heโs part of the club. A bottle is pinched between his fingers, and heโs standing there like he owns this place. Cocky arrogance radiates off him, and he clearly owns that. Heโs 100 percent pure male. Pure trouble. And one million percent not my type of guy. Yet, I canโt seem to stop staring at him. Heโs everything Ryan isnโt, and that excites me in a way I donโt like. I donโt look away, and neither does he. Thereโs something familiar about him, though, and I narrow my eyes, studying him. Do I know him? That wouldnโt be so far-fetched considering Iโve met everyone in the Savage Bloods at least once before. Still, something nags at the back of my mind. โHeโs staring at you,โ Becca shouts over the music, jerking me from my thoughts. โYou should go talk to him.โ โNo.โ I shake my head. Turning away from his heated stare, I focus on dancing with Becca, but I can feel his gaze on me, feel the way heโs undressing me with his eyes, devouring me. Maybe Beccaโs right. Maybe I need to take the plunge and go talk to him. Doing so will certainly get myโฆ Iโm not sure I can handle a guy like that. Heโs so hard and rough and a tad scary. Not to mention, heโs part of the club, and I swore never to get involved with that life. Just because Iโm nursing a broken heart doesnโt mean I need to go catch a raging case of the stupids. And that man could make any woman stupid. I fan my face with my hand, and Becca makes a hand signal that she needs a drink. I nod and follow Becca off the dance floor and toward the bar. Thankfully, when we get there, the uber hot but totally off-limits biker guy is gone. I sigh with relief, prop my arms on the bar, and lean forward, my hips still swaying to the music. โWhat can I get for ya?โ the bartender shouts over the music. โOne glass of water and a martini with no olives,โ I order, shouting just as loudly. โHey!โ Becca touches my shoulder and then leans close to my ear. โIโm gonna go use the bathroom. Meet you back here.โ I nod. The bartender returns and sets the drinks in front of me. โTen fifty.โ I pull out my credit card and handed it to him. โStart a tab.โ Beccaโs only drinking water tonight because sheโs drivingโa declaration she made on the drive here because she thinks I need to get drunk and do something Iโll regret in the morning. Then again, thatโs how Becca deals with problems. I, on the other hand, prefer to handle things with a tad more emotional maturity. So, I donโt plan to drink too much. I never do when I go out. But still, as the bartender takes the card from my hand, my stomach clenches. Ryan hated when I would start a bar tab. He said it was stupid and not financially responsible. Not that I need to worry about what he thinks anymore, but without him living in the same house with me, my finances are a little tighter than they were last month. A few drinks wonโt hurt, though. I push the concerns from my mind and sway my hips to the hypnotic beat. Itโs not every day my best friend lands a dream job. Plus, Iโm leaving in two days to go spend several weeks at Whispering Creek, my parentsโ cabin resort in the Upper Peninsula. Iโll be cut off from Becca and everyone else for close to a month. If that isnโt reason enough to go a little crazy tonight, then what is? Seriously, what is taking Becca so long? I grab the drinks and turn around, intent on meeting Becca near the bathrooms so we can easily spot each other in this crowd. Instead, I slam face first into a wall of hard muscle. Both of the drinks spill, coating my hands, but a majority ends up on the person I ran into. โOh.โ I lift my head, and my heart stops. The man whoโd been staring at me now stands in front of me. My face burns with embarrassment. โUh, yeah, I-Iโm sorry.โ Some of the liquid splashed up onto his face, too. God, how mortifying! I turn, set the cups on the bar, and grab a handful of napkins, which I then proceed to drop when I spin back around. Real smooth. He shrugs out of his kutte, then strips off his wet shirt, using it to dry his face. The sight of his chest and abs makes my throat go dry. I know Iโm staring, but I canโt help myself. Oh, every woman in this place is staring just as intently as I am. As I watch him rub the shirt across his chin, down his throat, and across his pecs, I can feel the lust pooling between my thighs, and I squeeze my legs together to ease the ache in my body . Images of being in his armsโundressed, sweaty, and in the midst of doing things that will get us banned from Heaven foreverโdance through my mind. This man is gorgeous. Perfection. A true gift from God. Heโs very clearly a bad boy, too, which only adds to his appeal. And heโs nothing like Ryan. I havenโt thought about another man like this in years, not sinceโฆ My eyes widen, and my heart beats against my ribcage. No. Please, God, no. And then he speaks. โEnjoy the show?โ His deep voice rubs against every nerve ending in my body, and my stomach clenches. โHello, Steven.โ My voice is cold and sharp. He blinks in confusion, and then I can see reality hitting him as hard as it hit me a second ago. I cross my arms and glare at him. His jaw drops, but he doesnโt speak. โI see you finally figured out how to stage a successful prison break.โ I frown. His lips curl into that much too familiar smile, and my traitorous body reacts in ways I donโt want it to. Then, he laughs, the sound just as deep and masculine and handsome as I remembered. โGood to see you again, Cassandra.โ He reaches around me to toss his wet shirt onto the bar, then he slips back into his kutte. The sight of him wearing that reminds me of every single reason why I hate him. Why I swore off the club and everyone involvedโincluding my own brother. Heโs the sole reason I got involved with Ryan in the first place, because Ryanโs safe. Practical. Stable. Dependable. โItโs Cassie now,โ I say. He raises a brow. โCassie, huh? I like it.โ โI donโt give a word.โ I shake my head. โDoes my brother know youโre here?โ โHeโs the reason Iโm here. Full pardon. Courtesy of Hothead.โ โHis name is Harland,โ I snap and narrow my eyes, rage boiling in my veins. Honestly, grown men running around calling each other by code names or nicknames or whatever they are is so dumb. How dare my brother help Steven get out of prison and not warn me? Then again, Harland has no idea what happened between me and Steven all those years ago, and if I have my way, he never will. No one will. Not even Becca knows. I take a deep breath, refusing to let Steven get to me anymore than he already has. โGuess thatโs one less person on my Christmas list.โ I shrug. โAnyway, sorry you invaded my personal space and got all wet.โ I smile sweetly and incline my head toward his shirtless chest. He simply stares at me with those eyes that had mesmerized me so much as a teen. Theyโre so blue, staring at me with an undeniable carnal knowledge. I shiver at the memory of just how much knowledge he has of me and my body. Unable to face him any longer, I crouch down and pick up the napkins I dropped. โHere, I got those.โ He lowers himself to my eye level. โIsnโt this beneath you?โ I grab a handful of napkins and stand. โDonโt you have groupies back at the club to do this kind of stuff for you?โ I slap the napkins onto the bar. โYou mean the club cats?โ He smirks, and I have the sudden urge to slap that look off his face. โNo, I mean the group of strays that follow you guys around in the hopes youโll toss them a scrap of trash every now and then.โ I once again cross my arms, daring him to deny the truth. The club can dress it up anyway they want, but thereโs no denying what the club cats areโwhores who do the brothersโ bidding and spread their legs with the hope of securing a marriage proposal someday. And I know this because Becca talked to my brother about becoming a club cat. He flat out refused her. Though, to this day, heโs never said why. Steven doesnโt respond, which only enrages me more. I drop my arms to my sides. โNext time you see my brother, tell him to go himself. Courtesy of his baby sister.โ I shoulder past Steven, more than ready to find Becca and go home. But Steven grabs my arm, and I freeze. | Lov001 | 27 | https://www.facebook.com/100092415384764/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195065 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004050 | 1746634323 | 1634 | c.whastory.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://c.whastory.com/ad/bnV0cmVhZHMvMzI1NTU3LzIwMjQxMDE0MTAzMjIzL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.8142321172642E+14 | Wha002 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462950437_770312305186864_6996234842545045741_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=XgT6GtHsKdcQ7kNvgHNQC5T&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aomha5mTYpxuJmRx8KRwdVW&oh=00_AYDmzbqI944Tgc9EhjPwE2-AuE4LS5AxDdlbs1CO50T34A&oe=671462DC | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. Axel. The look on his face confused me but I didn't have time to think about it before my world went black. | Wha002 | 58 | https://www.facebook.com/61554783541379/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195093 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634323 | 1634 | b.myfantasyapp.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://b.myfantasyapp.com/ad/bXlmYW50YXN5LzMyNTQ2OS8yMDI0MTAxNDEwMjU1Ni9wYWdl?adid={{ad.id}} | 4.1868250131908E+14 | Fanta001 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463066755_515301501274063_5474717810145494676_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Z7nA1ouE8KcQ7kNvgG8mYcm&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AsdKLms7m5wLCcUAMXwEa4-&oh=00_AYBD_wFyLyz6M79GlC7Ca-PdRvZ14n9ZgbCZyCEhILhWyw&oe=67145A87 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. โ The prick is blocking the sun. I'm lying on the beach on the last day before the first day of my senior year, trying to darken my skin for one more day before school starts. Given that my father moved me to Sunset Beach at the end of my junior year, all the way across the country from my old home in Virginia, I didn't have much else to do. I don't know a single person in town and I'm already anxious about the first day tomorrow, wondering if anyone will even talk to me or if I'll be forced stare at my phone all day in an attempt to not acknowledge the fact that I'm the new girl in school. But now The prick is blocking my sun. I call him that because he walks like that guy. Chest out, like he owns the beach. He's phenomenal looking and he knows it and he knows the rest of us know it. Everything is easy for him, even walking in the sand. So I already know he's gonna be The prick. "You're new," he says. "To the planet?" I say. "No. I'm not." He smiles and his teeth are snow white against his bronze skin and his sun pecked blonde hair. His jaw could cut stone and his eyes are bluer than the ocean behind him. The surfboard under his arms looks nearly as hard as the ripples in his abs. The prick is smoking hot. "New and funny," he says. "What a combo." He turns over his shoulder. "Brett, we've got a funny one." Brett trudges up sand and plants his board in the sand next to The prick. Brett is almost as good looking. An inch shorter, dark hair, green eyes, a chest like a cutting board. Barbed wire tattooed around each of his biceps. He didn't smile. "Funny chicks are usually pains in my hip." "I like funny chicks," another guy says, coming up on The prick's left. "They usually don't think twice about giving it up." Third Guy is in a tie for second with Brett for best looking. Shoulder length brown hair, broad shoulders, eyes that matched his hair. All three of them are wet, having just come from the ocean and their waves. I'd seen them out on the water, envious of how they moved on their boards. I can surf, the result of summer trips to Florida when I was younger, but I'm not that good. "Where you from, New Girl?" The prick asks. "Not sure it's any of your business," I say. His smile darkens just a fraction. "You're kind of rude." "And you're blocking my sun." He jams his board into the sand, standing it on end. "Just trying to be friendly." "I think you're doing it wrong." Third Guy chuckles. The prick just stares at me. I look around. There are other people on the beach, but not near us. It becomes super clear to me that I'm on my own with the three of them. And I realize I'm uncomfortable. But I can't help myself. "And I think you're a prick," I say to Brett. He laughs, like he's heard that a million times. "I'll show you a prick if you wanna see one, honey." "Not interested," I say. "You will be," he says. "You still haven't answered the question," The prick says. I stare back at him. Jesus, is he good looking. Stop-what-you're-doing-and-fantasize good looking. "I'm aware." "It's not a hard question," he says. "Maybe she wants something hard, though," Third Guy says. I look at him. "Not sure you're up for the job, Champ." Third Guy doesn't like that and shuffles closer in the sand. "How about if we see?" Now, I'm for real uncomfortable. I sit up. I throw my keys and sandals in my bag and stand up. None of them move, eyeing me like I'm dinner. "This has been fun, boys," I say. "But I think I'm going home." The prick finally takes notice of my beat up surfboard next to my towel. He pushes the edge of it with his sand covered toe. "This yours?" "What gave it away?" I ask. He picks it up by the nose, gives it the once over, then lets it fall back to the sand. "It's a prick." "Takes one to know one," I say, picking up my towel and shaking it out. Third Guy and Brett back up, The prick holds his ground. The prick smiles. My stomach flips, then flops, then flips some more. Why does he have to be so good looking? "Happy to teach you how to ride," he says. His pals snicker. "I'm good," I say, picking up my board. "I think I'll have to be the judge of that," The prick says. "Good luck with that." "I don't need luck, honey," he says and tilts his head to the side. Drops of water from the ocean glisten on his perfect chest. "I take what I want when I want it." I pull my shorts on over my bikini bottoms. "No need to cover up the show," Brett says. "You don't have tickets," I say, grabbing my bag and picking up my board. "What a mouth," Third Guy says. "I wonder if it can do other things besides talk." Brett laughs, but The prick just keeps staring at me, trying to melt me with those blue eyes. It's almost working. "It can," I say. "But unfortunately for you, it doesn't go anywhere near prick." Third Guy glowers at me. The corner of The prick's perfect mouth turns upward into something that almost looks like a smile. But there's something about it that feels more threatening than friendly. It's ninety something degrees out but suddenly I'm chilled. I sling the bag over my shoulder. "I wish I could say it's been a pleasure, but I don't like to lie. See you around." I turn to go. "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. "Presley! Are you about ready?" I'm not ready. It's the next morning and I'm standing in front of the mirror, trying to convince myself that I'm ready for the first day of my senior year at a new high school. I've braided my long brown hair and pulled on the yellow linen tank top and my favorite denim skirt. I spent an extra twenty minutes on my makeup, trying to make sure it looked like I didn't spend an extra twenty minutes on my makeup. Silver sandals on my feet. I look good and if it had been the first day back at my old school, I would've at least felt like I knew what I was doing. I would've been driving to school on my own, stopping at the coffee shop on the way to school, getting my drink, and praying that my last year wouldn't suck as bad as my first three years did. Instead, I am hiding in my room, avoiding my dad's pleas to come out so he can drop me off at his paralegal's house so that woman's daughter can drive me to school. Have I mentioned I've never met this girl? "Presley!" he yells. "We gotta go!" "I'm coming," I say. I sigh, check the mirror one last time, and grab my backpack. I throw it over my shoulder and look at the mirror again. "Please don't let today suck," I say. My father is waiting at the bottom of the stairs. He's wearing a dark navy suit, light blue shirt, and a red tie. His dark hair is flecked with gray and he's good looking for a dad, according to my friends. My mother, however, thought that the lawyer she worked for was better looking, so she left him and moved to Washington. So it's me and my dad and that's okay most of the time. He tries, but he's also busy trying to get his new law practice off the ground. The reason we moved to Sunset Beach from Virginia was because he was able to snag one giant client and it would mean steady work for the next two years. The client lives in Sunset Beach and he wants to be near him for meetings and stuff like that. He pitched it to me as living near the beach and all the fun we'd be able to have, but I knew that any fun that I found would be most likely on my own. But it's still way better than living with my mom. And I'm hoping it'll be different for me here. He looks up at me. "We're going to be late, Pres. Come on." "Sorry," I mumble. "Did you eat?" he asks. "No, I'm fine," I say. "You can grab a granola bar or something." I shake my head. "I'm fine." He smiled. "Senior year. Are you ready?" "Nope." "Come on, it'll be good." "Sure," I say, avoiding his eyes. He sighs and we head to the garage to climb into his green Audi Q5. My dad has money. He just wants more of it. He lost some of it in the divorce, but he's determined to make it all back and then some. We live in a great house six blocks from the ocean now and I don't have to worry about much. Other than having friends my senior of high school. "Claire's daughter said she was happy to take you," he explains as we drive. "I just thought that might be better than showing up alone on the first day." "Okay." We stop at the red light and he looks at me. "You look great." "Thanks." There's an awkward pause. "I know this is all hard, but it'll be okay," he says. "You just have to give it a chance. I know you miss your friends. But did it suck to spend the last two weeks at the beach?" Well, I didn't really have friends to miss, Dad, because I was loner there. "No," I say. "It was good." "Your tan looks good anyway." I don't say anything and the light changes to green. The car lurches forward. "I appreciate you doing all of this, Pres," he says. "You could've made it harder on me, but you didn't. I know it's not the plan you had, but thank you for giving it a chance." I'm not sure I had another choice. Claire's house is five minutes from ours, a cut yellow bungalow with a perfectly cut yard out frond and roses of nearly color beneath the front window. A gleaming white Mini Cooper is idling in the driveway and I can see a shadowed head inside of it. "That's Bridget there," my dad says, pointing at the car. "Claire texted me and said she'd be in her car, waiting." My stomach ties into one gigantic knot. "Okay." My dad puts his hand on my shoulder. "It's gonna be great. It'll feel like you've been here for forever before you know it. I promise." I pick my bag up off the floor. "I know. You're right. I'll see you tonight." "I'll probably be late," he says. "So don't worry about dinner for me." I get out of the car and stare at the Mini idling in the driveway. All kinds of awkward. I close the door, give my dad a half wave, and make the death march over to my ride. I'm not sure what I'm expecting, but Bridget isn't it. I peer in the window of the car and she's looking over at me, smiling. She reaches over and pushes the door open. "Presley?" she says. "I'm Bridget." "Hey," I say. "Nice to meet you." "If you get in now, we've still got time to get coffee on our way," she says. "If you like coffee?" It's like I've been given a lifeline. I slide into the seat. "I would love coffee." She laughs. "I can barely function without it." Bridget is knock out gorgeous. Jet black hair to the middle of her back, a tight red v-necked T-shirt with perfect curves underneath. Denim shorts that show off her long legs. She smells like the roses in her front yard. "I appreciate the ride," I say as we back out. "I know this is weird." "Please," she says, eyeing the mirror. "Can't imagine having to do the first day at Sunset Beach on your own, particularly senior year." She smiles again. "This way I can point you in the right directions so you don't waste your time going in the wrong ones." "That would be awesome." "Don't be offended by this," she says. "Are you a cheerleader?" "Um, no." "Thank Jesus," she says, slapping her palm against the steering wheel. "I mean, you're kinda hot and all put together, so it can be hard to tell." She glances at me. "Rule number one at Sunset is that the cheerleaders suck hip." I laugh. "Isn't that the way it is everywhere?" "Pretty much," she says, nodding. "And I'm just warning you now. You are gonna be fresh meat. prick football players are gonna flock as soon as we hit the lot." "prick football players," I says. "So two things are the same everywhere." She holds up a fist. "Word, girlfriend." I bump her fist with mine and my stomach starts to unclench. As she drives, she fills me in on teachers and classes and other kids and what to expect. She doesn't have to tell me all of this, but I'm relaxing by the second as we go. We pull into the drive thru of a place called Seaside Coffee and she orders two large iced coffees. She might be my soulmate. By the time we get to the school, I'm almost nerve free. She whips the Mini through the parking lot and jerks it to a stop right in front of a painted parking stall. She points to it. "See that? They auction parking spots to seniors at the end of junior year and then you get to paint your spot. This is mine." "That is awesome," I say, looking at the pink and yellow sunset painted over a very blue ocean. "You did that?" "I did that," she says, proudly. "And no one else can put their hip in this spot all year." She pulls into the lot and we get out. The lot is nearly full and clusters of other kids are walking toward the concrete and glass building. "What are you doing tonight?" Bridget asks. "Tonight? Nothing. My dad has to work late." She grips my elbow. "Perfect. There's a back to school night down at The Hump." "The Hump?" "Place down by the beach," she says. "You're coming and I can show you." "I don't know if--" She squeezes my elbow. "You're coming, Presley." She stops walking and looks me right in the eye. "Look, when my mom asked if I could give her boss's daughter a ride because she was new, I thought you might end up being some little troll that didn't speak or, even worse, a cheerleader." She smiled. "But you're not. I know this has to suck, but I can make it suck a little less. So you're coming tonight." She pauses. "Where's your phone?" I pull it from my hip. "Give me your number," she says, whipping hers out. "So I can find you during the day and see how you're doing. And meet me here at twelve for lunch. It's open campus and we'll go get burgers. Cool?" She was taking care of every first day worry I had. I mean, I never went to a single party back in Virginia and now she's invited me to the first one of the year and making sure I'm not solo for lunch. "Yeah, totally. But you don't have to do this." I give her my number. "I'll be okay." "I want to," she says, then recites her number for me. She starts to say something else, but her eyes drift over my shoulder and her smile fades. "Okay. Test number one. Prick football players incoming." I turn around. Three boys, all in blue and white lettermen jackets, all large, all heading our way. The one in the middle has short dark hair, gray eyes, and shoulders like square blocks. They aren't quite as good looking as the boys I'd run into on the beach, but they're close. "Hey Bridge," the dark haired boy asks. "Who's your pal?" "This is Presley," she says. "Presley, these are the pricks." "So unfair and uptight," he says. "She got the d part right. I'm Derek. And this is Evan and this is Pritch." He winks at me. "Where exactly did you come from?" It's right then that I make the decision. At my old school, I would've shut up. I would've been too intimidated to say anything. But I don't have to be the same girl I was there. I can be someone new in Sunset Beach. "Her car?" I say. "Did you not see me get out of it?" I look at Bridget. "Every guy I've met here so far asks the dumbest questions." Bridget busts out laughing. Derek is red-faced and his friends look no less amused. "I'd be nice to me if I were you," he says. "I run this place and I can make or break your life here." "Feels like the only thing you run is your mouth," I say. Bridget links her arm with mine. "See you later, boys." She leads me away from them and leans into me. "You are going to fit in perfectly." I want nothing more than that to be true. | Fanta001 | 4 | https://www.facebook.com/61563419381683/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195103 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634323 | 1634 | b.myfantasyapp.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://b.myfantasyapp.com/ad/bXlmYW50YXN5LzMyNTQ2OS8yMDI0MTAxNDEwMjU1Ni9wYWdl?adid={{ad.id}} | 4.1868250131908E+14 | Fanta001 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463119157_559350956555892_3916445194476466967_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=tIoe4Kwu3ssQ7kNvgHibH_N&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ATyB-iJp-VTsh8duh2-ylr4&oh=00_AYC9VkrtnGlJpFQBDIjY_F6PeBzCou4L2u2Z74QUgwiShQ&oe=67146411 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. โ The prick is blocking the sun. I'm lying on the beach on the last day before the first day of my senior year, trying to darken my skin for one more day before school starts. Given that my father moved me to Sunset Beach at the end of my junior year, all the way across the country from my old home in Virginia, I didn't have much else to do. I don't know a single person in town and I'm already anxious about the first day tomorrow, wondering if anyone will even talk to me or if I'll be forced stare at my phone all day in an attempt to not acknowledge the fact that I'm the new girl in school. But now The prick is blocking my sun. I call him that because he walks like that guy. Chest out, like he owns the beach. He's phenomenal looking and he knows it and he knows the rest of us know it. Everything is easy for him, even walking in the sand. So I already know he's gonna be The prick. "You're new," he says. "To the planet?" I say. "No. I'm not." He smiles and his teeth are snow white against his bronze skin and his sun pecked blonde hair. His jaw could cut stone and his eyes are bluer than the ocean behind him. The surfboard under his arms looks nearly as hard as the ripples in his abs. The prick is smoking hot. "New and funny," he says. "What a combo." He turns over his shoulder. "Brett, we've got a funny one." Brett trudges up sand and plants his board in the sand next to The prick. Brett is almost as good looking. An inch shorter, dark hair, green eyes, a chest like a cutting board. Barbed wire tattooed around each of his biceps. He didn't smile. "Funny chicks are usually pains in my hip." "I like funny chicks," another guy says, coming up on The prick's left. "They usually don't think twice about giving it up." Third Guy is in a tie for second with Brett for best looking. Shoulder length brown hair, broad shoulders, eyes that matched his hair. All three of them are wet, having just come from the ocean and their waves. I'd seen them out on the water, envious of how they moved on their boards. I can surf, the result of summer trips to Florida when I was younger, but I'm not that good. "Where you from, New Girl?" The prick asks. "Not sure it's any of your business," I say. His smile darkens just a fraction. "You're kind of rude." "And you're blocking my sun." He jams his board into the sand, standing it on end. "Just trying to be friendly." "I think you're doing it wrong." Third Guy chuckles. The prick just stares at me. I look around. There are other people on the beach, but not near us. It becomes super clear to me that I'm on my own with the three of them. And I realize I'm uncomfortable. But I can't help myself. "And I think you're a prick," I say to Brett. He laughs, like he's heard that a million times. "I'll show you a prick if you wanna see one, honey." "Not interested," I say. "You will be," he says. "You still haven't answered the question," The prick says. I stare back at him. Jesus, is he good looking. Stop-what-you're-doing-and-fantasize good looking. "I'm aware." "It's not a hard question," he says. "Maybe she wants something hard, though," Third Guy says. I look at him. "Not sure you're up for the job, Champ." Third Guy doesn't like that and shuffles closer in the sand. "How about if we see?" Now, I'm for real uncomfortable. I sit up. I throw my keys and sandals in my bag and stand up. None of them move, eyeing me like I'm dinner. "This has been fun, boys," I say. "But I think I'm going home." The prick finally takes notice of my beat up surfboard next to my towel. He pushes the edge of it with his sand covered toe. "This yours?" "What gave it away?" I ask. He picks it up by the nose, gives it the once over, then lets it fall back to the sand. "It's a prick." "Takes one to know one," I say, picking up my towel and shaking it out. Third Guy and Brett back up, The prick holds his ground. The prick smiles. My stomach flips, then flops, then flips some more. Why does he have to be so good looking? "Happy to teach you how to ride," he says. His pals snicker. "I'm good," I say, picking up my board. "I think I'll have to be the judge of that," The prick says. "Good luck with that." "I don't need luck, honey," he says and tilts his head to the side. Drops of water from the ocean glisten on his perfect chest. "I take what I want when I want it." I pull my shorts on over my bikini bottoms. "No need to cover up the show," Brett says. "You don't have tickets," I say, grabbing my bag and picking up my board. "What a mouth," Third Guy says. "I wonder if it can do other things besides talk." Brett laughs, but The prick just keeps staring at me, trying to melt me with those blue eyes. It's almost working. "It can," I say. "But unfortunately for you, it doesn't go anywhere near prick." Third Guy glowers at me. The corner of The prick's perfect mouth turns upward into something that almost looks like a smile. But there's something about it that feels more threatening than friendly. It's ninety something degrees out but suddenly I'm chilled. I sling the bag over my shoulder. "I wish I could say it's been a pleasure, but I don't like to lie. See you around." I turn to go. "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. "Presley! Are you about ready?" I'm not ready. It's the next morning and I'm standing in front of the mirror, trying to convince myself that I'm ready for the first day of my senior year at a new high school. I've braided my long brown hair and pulled on the yellow linen tank top and my favorite denim skirt. I spent an extra twenty minutes on my makeup, trying to make sure it looked like I didn't spend an extra twenty minutes on my makeup. Silver sandals on my feet. I look good and if it had been the first day back at my old school, I would've at least felt like I knew what I was doing. I would've been driving to school on my own, stopping at the coffee shop on the way to school, getting my drink, and praying that my last year wouldn't suck as bad as my first three years did. Instead, I am hiding in my room, avoiding my dad's pleas to come out so he can drop me off at his paralegal's house so that woman's daughter can drive me to school. Have I mentioned I've never met this girl? "Presley!" he yells. "We gotta go!" "I'm coming," I say. I sigh, check the mirror one last time, and grab my backpack. I throw it over my shoulder and look at the mirror again. "Please don't let today suck," I say. My father is waiting at the bottom of the stairs. He's wearing a dark navy suit, light blue shirt, and a red tie. His dark hair is flecked with gray and he's good looking for a dad, according to my friends. My mother, however, thought that the lawyer she worked for was better looking, so she left him and moved to Washington. So it's me and my dad and that's okay most of the time. He tries, but he's also busy trying to get his new law practice off the ground. The reason we moved to Sunset Beach from Virginia was because he was able to snag one giant client and it would mean steady work for the next two years. The client lives in Sunset Beach and he wants to be near him for meetings and stuff like that. He pitched it to me as living near the beach and all the fun we'd be able to have, but I knew that any fun that I found would be most likely on my own. But it's still way better than living with my mom. And I'm hoping it'll be different for me here. He looks up at me. "We're going to be late, Pres. Come on." "Sorry," I mumble. "Did you eat?" he asks. "No, I'm fine," I say. "You can grab a granola bar or something." I shake my head. "I'm fine." He smiled. "Senior year. Are you ready?" "Nope." "Come on, it'll be good." "Sure," I say, avoiding his eyes. He sighs and we head to the garage to climb into his green Audi Q5. My dad has money. He just wants more of it. He lost some of it in the divorce, but he's determined to make it all back and then some. We live in a great house six blocks from the ocean now and I don't have to worry about much. Other than having friends my senior of high school. "Claire's daughter said she was happy to take you," he explains as we drive. "I just thought that might be better than showing up alone on the first day." "Okay." We stop at the red light and he looks at me. "You look great." "Thanks." There's an awkward pause. "I know this is all hard, but it'll be okay," he says. "You just have to give it a chance. I know you miss your friends. But did it suck to spend the last two weeks at the beach?" Well, I didn't really have friends to miss, Dad, because I was loner there. "No," I say. "It was good." "Your tan looks good anyway." I don't say anything and the light changes to green. The car lurches forward. "I appreciate you doing all of this, Pres," he says. "You could've made it harder on me, but you didn't. I know it's not the plan you had, but thank you for giving it a chance." I'm not sure I had another choice. Claire's house is five minutes from ours, a cut yellow bungalow with a perfectly cut yard out frond and roses of nearly color beneath the front window. A gleaming white Mini Cooper is idling in the driveway and I can see a shadowed head inside of it. "That's Bridget there," my dad says, pointing at the car. "Claire texted me and said she'd be in her car, waiting." My stomach ties into one gigantic knot. "Okay." My dad puts his hand on my shoulder. "It's gonna be great. It'll feel like you've been here for forever before you know it. I promise." I pick my bag up off the floor. "I know. You're right. I'll see you tonight." "I'll probably be late," he says. "So don't worry about dinner for me." I get out of the car and stare at the Mini idling in the driveway. All kinds of awkward. I close the door, give my dad a half wave, and make the death march over to my ride. I'm not sure what I'm expecting, but Bridget isn't it. I peer in the window of the car and she's looking over at me, smiling. She reaches over and pushes the door open. "Presley?" she says. "I'm Bridget." "Hey," I say. "Nice to meet you." "If you get in now, we've still got time to get coffee on our way," she says. "If you like coffee?" It's like I've been given a lifeline. I slide into the seat. "I would love coffee." She laughs. "I can barely function without it." Bridget is knock out gorgeous. Jet black hair to the middle of her back, a tight red v-necked T-shirt with perfect curves underneath. Denim shorts that show off her long legs. She smells like the roses in her front yard. "I appreciate the ride," I say as we back out. "I know this is weird." "Please," she says, eyeing the mirror. "Can't imagine having to do the first day at Sunset Beach on your own, particularly senior year." She smiles again. "This way I can point you in the right directions so you don't waste your time going in the wrong ones." "That would be awesome." "Don't be offended by this," she says. "Are you a cheerleader?" "Um, no." "Thank Jesus," she says, slapping her palm against the steering wheel. "I mean, you're kinda hot and all put together, so it can be hard to tell." She glances at me. "Rule number one at Sunset is that the cheerleaders suck hip." I laugh. "Isn't that the way it is everywhere?" "Pretty much," she says, nodding. "And I'm just warning you now. You are gonna be fresh meat. prick football players are gonna flock as soon as we hit the lot." "prick football players," I says. "So two things are the same everywhere." She holds up a fist. "Word, girlfriend." I bump her fist with mine and my stomach starts to unclench. As she drives, she fills me in on teachers and classes and other kids and what to expect. She doesn't have to tell me all of this, but I'm relaxing by the second as we go. We pull into the drive thru of a place called Seaside Coffee and she orders two large iced coffees. She might be my soulmate. By the time we get to the school, I'm almost nerve free. She whips the Mini through the parking lot and jerks it to a stop right in front of a painted parking stall. She points to it. "See that? They auction parking spots to seniors at the end of junior year and then you get to paint your spot. This is mine." "That is awesome," I say, looking at the pink and yellow sunset painted over a very blue ocean. "You did that?" "I did that," she says, proudly. "And no one else can put their hip in this spot all year." She pulls into the lot and we get out. The lot is nearly full and clusters of other kids are walking toward the concrete and glass building. "What are you doing tonight?" Bridget asks. "Tonight? Nothing. My dad has to work late." She grips my elbow. "Perfect. There's a back to school night down at The Hump." "The Hump?" "Place down by the beach," she says. "You're coming and I can show you." "I don't know if--" She squeezes my elbow. "You're coming, Presley." She stops walking and looks me right in the eye. "Look, when my mom asked if I could give her boss's daughter a ride because she was new, I thought you might end up being some little troll that didn't speak or, even worse, a cheerleader." She smiled. "But you're not. I know this has to suck, but I can make it suck a little less. So you're coming tonight." She pauses. "Where's your phone?" I pull it from my hip. "Give me your number," she says, whipping hers out. "So I can find you during the day and see how you're doing. And meet me here at twelve for lunch. It's open campus and we'll go get burgers. Cool?" She was taking care of every first day worry I had. I mean, I never went to a single party back in Virginia and now she's invited me to the first one of the year and making sure I'm not solo for lunch. "Yeah, totally. But you don't have to do this." I give her my number. "I'll be okay." "I want to," she says, then recites her number for me. She starts to say something else, but her eyes drift over my shoulder and her smile fades. "Okay. Test number one. Prick football players incoming." I turn around. Three boys, all in blue and white lettermen jackets, all large, all heading our way. The one in the middle has short dark hair, gray eyes, and shoulders like square blocks. They aren't quite as good looking as the boys I'd run into on the beach, but they're close. "Hey Bridge," the dark haired boy asks. "Who's your pal?" "This is Presley," she says. "Presley, these are the pricks." "So unfair and uptight," he says. "She got the d part right. I'm Derek. And this is Evan and this is Pritch." He winks at me. "Where exactly did you come from?" It's right then that I make the decision. At my old school, I would've shut up. I would've been too intimidated to say anything. But I don't have to be the same girl I was there. I can be someone new in Sunset Beach. 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| 2195932 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 6/9/25, 12:08 PM | 1729004066 | 1749488916 | 1634 | getpassionapp.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ Read Chapter1 ๐ | https://getpassionapp.com/?f=b&book=book57&lang=en&trial_screen=select_price_v3&hard_wall=true&intro=shy-intro&discount_available=no | 1.4484956537789E+14 | Romance Novels | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462807481_1440296740705940_791158850452541013_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=OHSYzdNueMUQ7kNvgFxfez_&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A9FXj1I7AL6iwWkx7-ODyRp&oh=00_AYAOPZoSVQz3cYvRDj_aB62uQMNvBqutuXPnHT1Gp6zanQ&oe=67146F2E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | ๐ฅFREE EXCLUSIVE CHAPTERS๐ฅ Chapter 1 "She's shy," Brooke shrugged, glancing at Indiana who looked like she wanted to be anywhere but in the classroom. "Well, come on, I don't bite," Greyson urged and Indiana stiffened, just like before. "Don't talk about that," Indiana said, her voice was still quiet but it was firm. "Struck a nerve have I?" Greyson wondered and smirked. "Somebody likes it kinky." * Indiana Hughs had always been the quiet one; the shy one. She was always the one that stayed in the background. She blended in and never got noticed. She liked it like that. So when she's forced to move schools, she is not happy. Everyone notices a new kid, but she doesn't want that attention. Especially not from Mr Bad Boy who seemed to be very interested in her. * "You'll be fine," her mother said and waved her hand dismissively at her. "Just be social and make friends!" "Social," Indiana muttered and grabbed her bag from the back seat. "Sure." She climbed out of the car, ignoring her mother's happy wave goodbye. She slammed the door behind her and looked up at the brick building in front of her. It was simple. Large stone steps led up to large double doors that were flooded with many students, laughing and talking to their friends. The students noticed Indiana. She groaned quietly and swung her rucksack over her shoulder. She lowered her gaze as she walked up the steps that led to the school and didn't look up as she walked through the bustling corridors. She thought that if she couldn't see anyone, maybe they couldn't see her either. She knew she was being stupid. The town she and her mother had moved to wasn't small, but it wasn't big either. Not everyone knew each other personally, but they would recognize a new face from a mile away. This made Indianna's anxiety rise. She hated being noticed. She was most definitely an introvert. Indianna clutched her hands tighter around the strap of her rucksack and carried on down the corridor. She had come to the school a few days before and the Principal had shown her around, but she could only remember how to get to her locker. She fumbled with the lock and hurriedly grabbed the textbooks that were stacked neatly inside, stuffing them into her rucksack. Indiana hated that she could feel everyone's curious stares at her. She hated that she stood out. She swallowed nervously and looked at the crumpled piece of paper in her hands. She scanned the timetable and saw that her first lesson was history. After stuffing her timetable back into her pocket she braced herself and walked down the busy corridors, hoping to find her class. Indiana let out a sigh of relief when she found the classroom. It was relatively empty so she made a beeline straight to the back of the class. Now there were no eyes on her she let her shoulders relax and she leaned back in her chair. One year, she told herself. She had to survive for one year in this new town and then she was free. She would graduate and be able to go wherever she pleased. "Hi!" Indianna's heart jumped in her chest when a blonde, curly-haired girl appeared next to her. She was smiling brightly and had kind eyes. "You're Indianna, aren't you? Indiannna Hughs? You've moved to town with your mother, right?" Indiana stared at the blonde girl with wide eyes. She wanted to go unnoticed, but this girl definitely seemed to know her. Indiana didn't know how to respond. "Sorry," the girl apologized and sat down next to Indiana. "I didn't mean to scare you, I just thought I'd introduce myself, I know everyone in town. I'm Brooke!" Indiana nodded and looked at her hands that were resting on the desk. She picked at her chipped black nail varnish and hoped this girl would go away. She wasn't good with people. She'd rather be left alone. Brooke blinked and waited for Indianna to speak. She frowned when Indianna said nothing. "Not a people person?" She wondered. "That's okay, people would argue that I can talk enough for two people." Indianna's eyes flickered to Brooke and back to her hands. "You can talk to me, I promise I don't bite," Brooke said kindly. Indiana stiffened and shook her head. "No," she whispered. Her voice was gentle and soft. Brooke frowned. "No?" "Don't talk about that, please," Indiana said. "Talk about what?" Brooke asked, cocking her head to the side. "Biting," Indiana muttered. Brooke noticed how she grabbed her wrist, her eyes flashing with panic. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to I'll shut up now," Brooke said quickly and she looked up when a guy walked up to them. He had the same blond curly hair as Brooke and matching brown eyes. "Brooke, you're not terrorizing the new girl, are you?" He teased, smiling at Brooke. "No!" Brooke gasped and hit his arm. "Well, not purposely. Indiana, this is Brandon, my cousin. Bran, meet Indiana Hughs." "Hi," Brandon said warmly. "It's nice to meet you, Indiana." Indiana swallowed and looked up at him, forcing a smile. "Hello." "She's a little shy," Brooke said. "After a few minutes with you I'm sure that'll change," Brandon laughed. Indiana looked up at the clock on the wall and she groaned internally, less than ten minutes of the lesson had passed. If the year was going to pass as slowly as this she didn't know how she was going to survive. Indiana frowned when Brooke sighed. "Oh, great," she said as the classroom door opened and three guys walked in. Brooke made an effort to slouch down in her seat and avoid eye contact. Brandon glared at them. The two boys at the front were talking to one another. One was joking around, he had ginger hair and a carefree demeanor. The brown-haired boy was smiling, showing off his dimples. He seemed kind. Both of them were very attractive. The last guy made Indianna's heart race. His face was blank, his eyes dark and frightening. His hands were stuffed into the pockets of his jeans and she noticed tattoos covering his arms, the rest hidden by his white t-shirt. Indiana forced herself to look away. He was so incredibly gorgeous but so incredibly frightening. The rest of the class seemed to agree as they were all staring at him with wide eyes. Indiana couldn't tell if the looks he was receiving were lust or fear. The guy, who now looks irritable, ran his fingers through his dark hair, pushing it away from his chiseled face. "What?" He snapped. His voice was deep, stern, and projected throughout the classroom even though he barely raised it. One word from his mouth made Indianna's stomach fill with butterflies. "Who are they?" Indiana asked quietly, eyeing the guy as he sat down on the opposite side of the classroom. He kicked his feet back onto the desk and crossed his arms over his chest, turning to his two friends and joining in their conversation. "The ginger one is Kal and Ace is the brown-haired one," Brooke said. "The guy at the back is Greyson Evans," Brandon muttered. "Stay away from him," Brooke said firmly to Indiana. "He's fucked about half the school and I'm pretty sure he has like a billion STDs. He's also a dick." "I can hear you, Brooklyn." Indianna's eyes widened when Greyson turned in his seat and raised his eyebrows at Brooke. He raised an eyebrow at her. "Not gossiping again, are we?" "I'm just telling the truth," Brooke shrugged and smiled sweetly. "I'm very interested to hear what you have to say," Greyson urged, smirking. "I highly doubt you would enjoy hearing what I had to say," Brooke shrugged. Greyson sighed and his eyes flickered to Brandon who hadn't stopped glaring at the three guys since they entered the room. "Brandon, stop with the glaring. I will punch you and considering you're Brooklyn's cousin I know I shouldn't," he paused, his eyes glittering with dangerous amusement, "but you very well know I will." "Greyson," Brooke sighed. Indiana noticed how she seemed to be the only person in the room who wasn't looking at Greyson with fear-filled eyes. "You will not punch Brandon." "Like you'd be able to stop me, Brooklyn. You may be surprisingly high up on the school social ladder, but I know of a guy who can keep you on your leash." Greyson's two friends both laughed and he smirked when Brooke pursed her lips, her cheeks going a light shade of pink. "Don't try and tell me what I can and can't do, Brooklyn. You will always lose." "Speaking of Harry, where is he?" | Romance Novels | 2648 | https://www.facebook.com/61552551444114/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2194711 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004043 | 1746634321 | 1634 | enjoyae.com | Learn more | IMAGE | Click to watch more exciting content๐๐ | At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... 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Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic-novel | 570 | https://www.facebook.com/61555558867061/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195041 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004050 | 1746634323 | 1634 | c.whastory.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://c.whastory.com/ad/bnV0cmVhZHMvMzI1NTU3LzIwMjQxMDE0MTAzMjIzL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.8142321172642E+14 | Wha002 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462933589_540985755246214_888735324785518991_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=L4R2MbuRKkAQ7kNvgH8kekH&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ARa-v5aZExNATqyeVupUS01&oh=00_AYATpjD-k63XW75XmiJfj2XYgCaPzh_OKNgXVUdWlHH7ZQ&oe=67145B9F | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. Axel. The look on his face confused me but I didn't have time to think about it before my world went black. | Wha002 | 58 | https://www.facebook.com/61554783541379/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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But the details leaked, causing her untimely death by a traitorous companion. She never knew the betrayer's identity. Miraculously, she got a new life, reborn as a girl with the same name. Determined to uncover truth and revenge for family, she seized the second chance. She planned to avenge loved ones. However, Joseph, a seemingly frail yet martial arts-skilled man who deeply fell for her, complicated her revenge plan. Now this new knowledge added more complexity to it. "B*tch! How dare you push Zoey down the stairs? You deserve to die!" At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic-books | 4380 | https://www.facebook.com/100086781164052/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195295 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004055 | 1746634321 | 1634 | novelmates.readlife.mobi | Learn more | VIDEO | $0.1 to read all chapters | https://novelmates.readlife.mobi/4u9l6i45jg0.html | 3.4531154866324E+14 | Top novels | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462751779_904604147667071_4162806701280559515_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zavj-5978lkQ7kNvgFJNUmv&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A6fpUm78R7oz0l8DUy1Zi08&oh=00_AYAzHpEpmxJPpYixoeZDj4zQ6ohwZFMMwRUv28vLxiab6w&oe=67144CF0 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Uncle Aleksei forced his hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my legs, so I rub my thighs together to help tend the ache. But it doesnโt help. No, it only makes me desperate to be touched. If this plan backfires and Iโm left hot to trotโฆwithout any actual trottingโฆIโm in for a world of hurt. โCan you give me a brief outline of the lesson plan now?โ Aleksei grips the shelves above my head, and they creak in protest. His face moves within an inch of mine, those gray eyes deepening to black. โYou tempt me to madness on my final day in perdition, Georgina?โ โIt didnโt have to be this way.โ I shrug off my jean jacket and let it drop to the ground, arching my back to draw his attention to my bosom. โAll those times in your bed, late at night. No one would โ โ โStop this,โ he grinds out, pressing closer. โNo one would have known if youโd make me yours.โ โEveryone would have known within nine months, little angel. Once I gave in and facked you, youโd have been taking my seed morning, noon and night.โ Twin flames blaze to life in his eyes, evidence of the danger lurking inside this man who has cared for me for so long. โAnd make no mistake. You are already mine.โ Nine months. Nine. He means he would have gotten me pragnant. What about protection? We havenโt even kissed and heโs already talking about me having his children? There is so much that remains a mystery. Except for the fact that I want him. And I know in the deepest part of my heart that Aleksei would never, ever do something that wasnโt in my best interest. So I throw caution to the wind and incite his lust more. I want him to give me every ounce of it. โNo. Iโm not yours yet.โ My hands trace the outline of his chest and core muscles as they heave into my palms. โWhy donโt you do something to change that?โ His voice is full of dark promise when he says, โVery well, angel.โ Those capable hands drop from the shelves, hanging at his sides as our foreheads meet. He rolls them together while his hot breath forms steam on my lips. How long is he going to keep his mouth a fraction of an inch from mine? Oh God. Every second he waits, bolts turn tight below my belly button, moisture collects inside my pantie. Finally, his thumbs brush my hips and he grates a string of Russian words. His forehead grinds against mine. And just when I think Iโm going to be left in suspense forever, Aleksei slides his tongue into my mouth. I make the most embarrassing sound and almost hit the floor, like the total rookie that I am. Tongue right off the bat? Isnโt there supposed to be some lip stuff to lead into the main event? Ohโฆmy God. I donโt care. I just want more. And Aleksei gives it to me. He catches me by the elbows and drags me back upright, wedging me between his made โ of โ stone body and the bookshelf, flicking his tongue against mine until I join him, mating our mouths in a rhythm that echoes in my pulse. Who is this man? I thought I knew everything about him, right down to his preferred vodka and cologne of choice. I know which of my fatherโs associates make him stick closer to me when theyโre around, his lack of a middle name, that he secretly enjoys watching Ellen. Did I know he could kiss like this? Uh, no. His lips are only beginning to slant over mine, his tongue fully invading my mouth with full, sweeping licks, when his hands roam down my backside. This time, they donโt stop with a squeeze of my right cheek, though. No, his rough palms slide inside my pantie and grasp both sides of my bottom firmly. Possessively. With a tortured, male sound, the kiss deepensโฆand my feet leave the ground. My legs move automatically to surround his hiips as Iโm dragged slowly โ so slowly โ up the length of his hardness. That private, untouched part of me rides from the root of Alekseiโs manhood to the very top, where he keeps me. โSome days I donโt know if Iโll survive without these thighs around me. Welcoming me,โ he grates. โYou jumped into my arms onceโฆlong ago. You could barely get your legs around me then, but you tried. You tried so hard. It was almost my undoing, Georgina, standing there while you struggled to open them wide enough to fit my body.โ Flashes of memory bombard from all sides. Alekseiโs curses, his flexing jaw. โI remember. You left. YouโฆI didnโt know what Iโd done wrong.โ โNothing, angel. Youโre never anything but too facking right. I think even your father knew I went home to stroke my cocck that afternoon.โ His hands knead my backside with intention, and every muscle below my waist constricts, ripping a whimper from my throat. โThis vow I made has almost been broken many times. Iโd sell my soul to break it right now and slide my diick inside your tight hole.โ โOh,โ I blurt, my head spinning from Alekseiโs confessions. His filthy speech that somehow sounds oh โ so โ amazing. โIsnโt that what y โ youโre going to do?โ I donโt realize Iโm holding my breath, my eyes gone blind, until Aleksei laughs a little against my mouth. Thereโs only the barest touch of humor in the sound, and an ocean full of agony. And with my cliit bearing down on the thick tip of him, Iโm totally sharing in that pain. Oh wow. My inner walls are clenching out of control, my thighs squirming around Alekseiโs hiips. Forget wet. Iโm soaked. Can he feel that? He must. I can barely supply oxygen to my lungs and how dare he laugh? Howโฆdare heโฆwait, what am I mad about again? โLook at me now,โ he growls, his accent thickening. I shake my head to loosen the lust fuzz and focus on familiar gray eyes. Only theyโre not so familiar right now. Theyโre more than a little wild, pupils dilated. โYes?โ I whisper. โYou will come to understand that I do not break my vows, Georgina. I promised to keep you innocent, and soon I will promise to keep you. Period. I will have your pusy at five oโclock and no sooner.โ His grip on my bottom strengthens. โUntil then, soak me through, little angel.โ Iโm about to question Alekseiโs order when he rolls his hiips and sparks go off behind my eyes. Like everything else heโs done since our kiss started, itโs sensual and smooth. His impossibly huge stiffness chafes the silk of my underwear in slow waves. Up and back. Up and back. Until Iโm gasping for air and digging my nails into his shoulder, thighs shaking. Even my hair follicles are screaming with sensation. Oh God. Ohโฆ โAleksei.โ My hiips tweak to meet his next roll, and I hit my peak. Only itโs not just a peak. Itโs the freaking Everest of orgesms, and my ears are ringing with the impact of it, because Iโve been waiting for this man to touch me since I can remember. โAleksei. Donโt stop.โ โDa. Thatโs a good angel.โ Another sharp roll, only this time he grinds me down onto his steel bulge, sending me into another realm of pleasure I never knew was possible. Straight up into the clouds above Everest. โMake a mess of my pants. Leave me covered in that vergin smell.โ โYes. Yes.โ I canโt stop shaking, and his dark voice against my forehead, the ownership of his hands that continue to knead me, keep my climax rolling, letting it master me. And the boulder of feeling rocking me to the core knocks loose my deepest secret without warning. โI love you.โ I cling to Aleksei, working my clenching flesh on his hard lap. โI love you.โ I only catch a glimpse of Alekseiโs flaring eyes before my back hits the bookshelf, his voice rasping in my ear. โDid you just sayโฆโ His chest shudders up and down. โDid you mean that?โ My neck loses power, sending my forehead dropping into the crook of his neck. โYes. I always have. Always.โ Triumph and tenderness clash in his usually stoic face. โYou have given me heaven, angel. Now I will return the favor.โ When Aleksei peels me off the bookshelf and strides even farther into the dark, all I can think is, thereโs more? | Top novels | 132 | https://www.facebook.com/61561012736675/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2194800 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004045 | 1746634321 | 1634 | fb.lovenovelshort.com | Learn more | VIDEO | Continue reading | https://fb.lovenovelshort.com/book/loading/page/novelshortnew/150954281377?utm_campaign={{campaign.id}}&utm_content={{campaign.name}} | 3.9006697752908E+14 | Novel Short-Romance Novel | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463335451_564407512707036_8195753476391129477_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=BDxJNBW1SzUQ7kNvgGzpZFr&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZyr3yHAe6QSzch8V1nETYK&oh=00_AYDpLt96VEvX5IZLJ1fK4WEsNW96c4-VBmuNkFgGnroPkw&oe=67145922 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Let Me Go, Alpha Chapter 1 The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. Despite everything, I still wanted to be with him, hoping time would change everything. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied, Theia. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. Don't expect that I'll return your affection," he spat in disdain. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โSince you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ โIโm sorry,โ he whispered, โTheia... Iโm so, so sorry. Let's start over again, okay?โ โโ I ran, my heart pounding in my heart like a drumbeat I couldnโt escape. The scent of blood thickened in the air as I neared the packโs border, and a sickening dread crawled up my spine. "Eris!" I screamed her name, prayingโbeggingโthat I was wrong. But then I saw her. My legs nearly gave out as I reached the clearing. There, lying crumpled among the blood-soaked grass, was my daughterโs mangled body. her frame twisted at unnatural angles and blood... so much blood. It pooled around her, seeping into the earth as if the very ground was weeping for her. "Eris!" I choked out again, falling to my knees beside her. Her tiny hand was still wrapped around a cluster of medicinal herbs, clenched so tightly her knuckles had gone white. "No... no..." My voice cracked, barely above a whisper. I rocked her back and forth, tears streaming down my face, mixing with the blood on her clothes. "I'm so sorry. I wasnโt there. I wasnโt there to protect you." Eris had been everything. My world. My hope. And now... now she was nothing more than a cold body in my arms. I called Dinlas over and over, desperate and hysterical, but I couldn't get through to him. When he finally answered, I barely had time to speak before he barked, โWhereโs Erin? I told her to get the herb. Why isnโt she back yet? Victoriaโs waiting!โ "You-" I hadn't finished my words when I heard Victoria's coquettish voice sounded. "It hurts Dinlas..." "Tell your daughter to hurry up, or else she won't like what I'll do to her!" After saying that, Dinlas cut off the line and even blocked our mind link. I couldnโt believe what I heard. The same old story. The same disregard for our family. The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. This year, they had insisted on bringing Eris along. Victoria had said she wanted to โget closeโ to our daughter, to โbondโ with her, as if the years of resentment and neglect could be undone with a few pleasantries. I should have known better. I should have refused. But I hadnโt. And now my daughter was gone. I wanted to bury her remains, but Eris' body was Incomplete, and I could only choose to cremate her. Days passed in a blur. I kept myself busy, or at least tried to, but no amount of distraction could lift the weight pressing down on me. Every corner of the house felt colder and darker without my daughter. I couldn't stop thinking about how everything could have been different. Maybe if I had fought harder, maybe if I hadโ The door burst open with a loud crash, shattering my thoughts. I blinked and looked up, startled, just in time to see Dinlas storming in. His eyes were dark with fury. โWhere's the medicine?โ Dinlas roared, his voice vibrating through the walls. I stood frozen for a moment, his rage slamming into me like a tidal wave. โWhat?โ โEris!โ he bellowed, eyes blazing as he stepped closer. โWhere is she? I told her to get the herb, but she didnโt come back to the party. Did you hide her? Tell her to apologize to Victoria right now! Victoriaโs been nothing but generous despite what Erin did! Look how youโve spoiled her! Don't you know that Victoria was forced to stay in the clinic because of that?!โ I forced myself to stand tall, even though everything inside me was crumbling. I didn't care whether Victoria died, or if something bad happened to her, I just wanted to end everything today. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โYou have no right to discipline Erin. Since you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ His eyes flashed with anger, and he tore the papers with his claws. โErin did something wrong, and you want to divorce me because I'm trying to discipline her? You've gone nuts!โ โDiscipline? What did Erin do wrong, Dinlas? What crime did she commit that you sent her out alone to get that freaking herb? Do you even know what happened to her?โ But before I could finish, he snapped, โEnough! I told her to get the herb. So what? She's already grown up, and she had alpha bloodโwhat could have happened? Sheโs always whining to you because you're spoiling her!โ โShe's just five years old! She couldn't shift yet, but you're treating her as if she's one of your warriors!โ I took a deep breath and added, "I'm done with all of this nonsense. Just divorce me like you've always wanted to." I handed him another set of divorce papers and said coldly, โErin wonโt trouble you anymore. Just sign it.โ My daughter was innocent, but her only mistake was being born into this family. Dinlasโs face darkened, his voice rising in fury. โEnough with your nonsense! I gave you what you wanted before and now you want a divorce? Do you think youโll get custody? Dream on!โ Without waiting for me to speak, he stormed out in a rage. Tsk. It seemed that he thought I was just simply throwing tantrums, and my anger would soon pass. But this time was different. I was exhausted and I just wanted to get far away from here. Chapter 2 Iโd always known Dinlas wasnโt mineโnot really. The Fates had never tied our souls together, no invisible string drawing us closer, no signs from the Moon Goddess to tell me he was my destined mate. But that never stopped me from loving him. Loving him from afar, silently, without expectations. Dinlas, the son of the Alpha, always seemed so far above me, like a star I could admire but never touch. The only reason I was ever close to him was because of my mother. She was Oureaโs protectorโthe Lunaโs personal warrior. My mother had earned her place through years of service, loyalty, and strength, but even so, our family wasnโt the same as Dinlasโ. Our worlds were close, but still apart, separated by an unspoken barrier of rank and destiny. Then one day, the rival wolves broke through the pack's border and attacked us without warning, savage and desperate. I wasnโt there, but I heard the storiesโhow my mother stood in front of Luna Ourea, shielding her from the rival' attack. She fought them off but at the cost of her life. By the time the others arrived, it was too late. My mother had saved the Luna, but she couldnโt save herself. I was called to her side, the scent of blood thick in the air, her life slipping away with every breath. I knelt beside her, holding her hand, trying to be strong for her, but I could feel her slipping. Her grip weakened, and her voice trembled as she spoke her final wordsโnot to me, but to Ourea. โPlease fulfill Theiaโs wish,โ she said, her voice barely a whisper. โMarry her to Dinlas. Thatโs all I ask.โ Ourea nodded, her face stricken with grief and guilt. She agreed, and I could see the weight of my motherโs death pressing down on her, the burden of a promise she didnโt want to make. I knew it wasnโt out of love or kindness. It was because my mother had died for her. And so, I was promised to Dinlas. I should have felt joy, and on some level, I did. After all, I had dreamed of this moment my entire life. I had loved him quietly, patiently, and now, in a way, he was mine. But it wasnโt how I had imagined. My mother was gone, and there was no warmth in Dinlasโ eyes when he looked at me. Still, I tried to find comfort in the fact that I could finally be with the man I had always wanted, even if he didnโt love me back. However, on our wedding night, Dinlas made sure I knew the truth. We stood alone in our chamber, the ceremony long over, the pack celebrating outside. I waited, heart pounding, hoping for some sign of affection, some acknowledgment that I was his wife now. But when he spoke, his voice was cold, void of emotion. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. I'll respect my motherโs wishes, but don't expect that I'll return your affection." True to his word, Dinlas maintained the image of a devoted husband in front of others. Our marriage was a sham, but I still loved him, so I stayed quiet, playing the role of the dutiful wife, pretending that the ache in my chest wasnโt tearing me apart. He didn't celebrate Erin's birth and even said she shouldn't have been born as a daughter. I thought everything would change once I married him, but instead, I was the one trapped in a loveless marriage. The life I had gained by sacrifice now felt like a curse. After Erin died, I returned to the small, rundown home where Iโd lived with my mother. However, I knew that I wouldn't be able to move forward if I stayed there, so I packed my things, held the urn, and was about to leave, but before I could step out, the door swung open. "I've looked for her everywhere but Eris is not here. Where did you hide her?" "Where is Erin? Bring her out now!" I clutched the urn tighter, my heart pounding as I met Dinlas' furious glare. "You have no right to even speak her name. Get out and take your mistress with you!" My defiance only stoked the fire in his eyes. His voice dripped with venom as he stepped closer. "Shut up. I guess Iโve been far too lenient with you. You've raised Erin to be as twisted as you!" The blood froze in my veins as his command swept through me. I bit my lip and defied him. "Erin is just five years old! What could you possibly blame her for?" Victoria stepped forward, her movements deliberate, pulling away her mask to reveal a face covered in angry red welts. Her eyes were glassy with unshed tears as she looked at Dinlas. โI just wanted to get closer to her, but it seems she Eris doesn't like me. Don't blame her, Dinlas; she probably didn't know what she gave me was wolfsbane.โ Dinlas exploded. "Stop defending her! Eris scarred your face because Theia has poisoned her mind!" I stared at him, incredulous. "Dinlas, sheโs your daughter! How could you accuse her without evidence?!" Glaring at me, Dinlas thundered, "I saw it with my own eyes when Eris hurled the wolfsbane on Victoria's face! Do you think I'm blind? Get her here and I'll teach her a lesson!" "She won't be coming because she's dead..." I retorted with difficulty. Chapter 3 "Theia, you don't have to lie just to hide Eris. We just wanted to understand why she tried to kill me. You know that wolfsbane is dangerous for us, but you still let her do that," Victoria said softly, but her words grated at my ears. โHow dare you!โ My whole body shook with the force of my fury as I glared at Victoria, her venomous accusations still ringing in my ears. She stood there, smug, her eyes gleaming with malice as if she had every right to speak about Eris like that. โI wonโt let you smear her name!โ I screamed, my vision blurring with tears of rage. โEris didnโt try to kill you! She wouldnโtโsheโs dead because of you!โ Without thinking, I lunged at her, my claws unsheathing as my anger took over. The only thing I wanted at that moment was to tear her apart, to see her face as twisted and broken as mine felt inside. If it werenโt for Victoria, Eris would still be alive. Victoria didnโt even flinch as I came at her, but before I could reach her, Dinlas moved between us, his aura crashing down on me like a tidal wave. โStay still,โ he commanded, his voice heavy with authority. My body froze instantly, the weight of his Alpha aura crushing me. It was as if I were being suffocated, my limbs locked in place, my muscles straining against the invisible chains holding me down. I fought itโgods, I fought so hardโbut the more I struggled, the more the pain grew. It felt like my bones were being ground into dust, every nerve in my body screaming in protest. I could barely breathe, let alone fight. "You're prepared, aren't you? You even made this fake urn to fool me," Dinlas spat. Only then did I realize I was still holding the glass jarโthe urn that held what little remained of Eris. Before I could react, Dinlas reached out and snatched the jar from me. โGive me that.โ โNo!โ I cried, panic flooding my chest. I tried to hold on, but he was stronger. The urn slipped from my grasp as he yanked it from my hand, and I watched in horror as he hurled it across the room. It shattered against the wall with a deafening crash, glass shards raining down in a cascade of destruction. Erisโ ashes were scattered across the floor like dust in the wind. โNo!โ I screamed, โHow could youโhow could you?โ "Still lying? Since you like ruining faces, I'll ruin yours!" Before I could process the heartbreak, Dinlas grabbed me by the back of my neck and slammed me to the ground. My face hit the cold stone floor, and I felt the sharp sting as the glass shards from the shattered urn pierced my skin. Pain radiated through my body, but it was nothing compared to the anguish I felt watching the remains of my daughter being desecrated right in front of me. Dinlas pressed his hand into the back of my head, forcing my face further into the shards. The metallic scent of blood mixing with the scent of ash. โWhere are you hiding her?โ Dinlas growled, his voice low and dangerous. โWhere is Eris?โ I choked on a sob, my entire body trembling with pain and rage. โSheโs dead, Dinlas!โ I screamed through gritted teeth, my voice muffled by the floor. โEnough!โ His voice boomed in the room, silencing me with its force. His grip tightened on my neck, and I could feel his anger like a storm crashing down on me. โI wonโt ask again,โ he said, his voice a deadly whisper. โWhere. Is. She?โ He thought I was hiding Eris? He thought I was lying to him, protecting her? The absurdity of it burned in my heart, mixing with the grief and the rage until I could hardly think straight. "You want a divorce? Fine then, but youโll never see Eris again." Upon saying that, he stood up and called his beta through the pack link. "Prepare the divorce paper, and look for Eris. Leave no stone unturned." He listened for a moment, then his expression shifted slightly as the voice on the other end hesitated. "Alpha Dinlas... Eris... Eris is dead. The night you sent her to Northhill Mountain, she was attacked by a group of rival, so we had no choice but to cremate her. Today was supposed to be her burial..." As soon as his words fell, Dinlas froze, seemingly unwilling to believe his trusted aid. | Novel Short-Romance Novel | 1590 | https://www.facebook.com/61563210940674/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195485 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004058 | 1746634321 | 1634 | m.novelworldoversea.com | Learn more | IMAGE | Click to read all chapters | https://m.novelworldoversea.com/4u9l6i45jg0.html | 4.181661680556E+14 | Storyverse | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462765002_1881226135698939_4132151422622398775_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=0_McIBrXQUcQ7kNvgGypigG&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ACb1XOk1evxGjmFMUaIzz0l&oh=00_AYCI60rRhd-ttFXMQUiK-yPKODXG9Rss6ueNsXZ8msA4RQ&oe=67145A91 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Uncle Aleksei forced his hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my l | Storyverse | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61567115634026/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. Axel. The look on his face confused me but I didn't have time to think about it before my world went black. | Wha002 | 58 | https://www.facebook.com/61554783541379/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195421 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004057 | 1746634321 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Watch more | VIDEO | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=263741546706881&jump=1&rawadid=120212943696890245 | 2.2788780707259E+14 | Lovestory-hh | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462765820_1725669074920049_2701056276210247022_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zNnQsNY9Cm8Q7kNvgE1nLdm&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AgHIXvF4AI2TjnDvC9On7IC&oh=00_AYBgu6rEYiGfsRp8D3AK-XrzRuKUkw2wqy7MCD2aL5p-aA&oe=67146A72 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | On the day of her difficult childbirth, her husband and lover were as close as glue, and her heart was as lifeless as ashes. She decided to divorce! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. 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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195044 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004050 | 1746634323 | 1634 | b.myfantasyapp.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://b.myfantasyapp.com/ad/bXlmYW50YXN5LzMyNTQ2OS8yMDI0MTAxNDEwMjU1Ni9wYWdl?adid={{ad.id}} | 4.1868250131908E+14 | Fanta001 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461499426_465315049865416_4348943195272717816_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=573gYug5afcQ7kNvgHAjWd_&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ARa-v5aZExNATqyeVupUS01&oh=00_AYC5YMWekBTNx-plQ6iXeFzjVEfSdMtjvPBimCRWxWYrug&oe=6714672C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. โ The prick is blocking the sun. I'm lying on the beach on the last day before the first day of my senior year, trying to darken my skin for one more day before school starts. Given that my father moved me to Sunset Beach at the end of my junior year, all the way across the country from my old home in Virginia, I didn't have much else to do. I don't know a single person in town and I'm already anxious about the first day tomorrow, wondering if anyone will even talk to me or if I'll be forced stare at my phone all day in an attempt to not acknowledge the fact that I'm the new girl in school. But now The prick is blocking my sun. I call him that because he walks like that guy. Chest out, like he owns the beach. He's phenomenal looking and he knows it and he knows the rest of us know it. Everything is easy for him, even walking in the sand. So I already know he's gonna be The prick. "You're new," he says. "To the planet?" I say. "No. I'm not." He smiles and his teeth are snow white against his bronze skin and his sun pecked blonde hair. His jaw could cut stone and his eyes are bluer than the ocean behind him. The surfboard under his arms looks nearly as hard as the ripples in his abs. The prick is smoking hot. "New and funny," he says. "What a combo." He turns over his shoulder. "Brett, we've got a funny one." Brett trudges up sand and plants his board in the sand next to The prick. Brett is almost as good looking. An inch shorter, dark hair, green eyes, a chest like a cutting board. Barbed wire tattooed around each of his biceps. He didn't smile. "Funny chicks are usually pains in my hip." "I like funny chicks," another guy says, coming up on The prick's left. "They usually don't think twice about giving it up." Third Guy is in a tie for second with Brett for best looking. Shoulder length brown hair, broad shoulders, eyes that matched his hair. All three of them are wet, having just come from the ocean and their waves. I'd seen them out on the water, envious of how they moved on their boards. I can surf, the result of summer trips to Florida when I was younger, but I'm not that good. "Where you from, New Girl?" The prick asks. "Not sure it's any of your business," I say. His smile darkens just a fraction. "You're kind of rude." "And you're blocking my sun." He jams his board into the sand, standing it on end. "Just trying to be friendly." "I think you're doing it wrong." Third Guy chuckles. The prick just stares at me. I look around. There are other people on the beach, but not near us. It becomes super clear to me that I'm on my own with the three of them. And I realize I'm uncomfortable. But I can't help myself. "And I think you're a prick," I say to Brett. He laughs, like he's heard that a million times. "I'll show you a prick if you wanna see one, honey." "Not interested," I say. "You will be," he says. "You still haven't answered the question," The prick says. I stare back at him. Jesus, is he good looking. Stop-what-you're-doing-and-fantasize good looking. "I'm aware." "It's not a hard question," he says. "Maybe she wants something hard, though," Third Guy says. I look at him. "Not sure you're up for the job, Champ." Third Guy doesn't like that and shuffles closer in the sand. "How about if we see?" Now, I'm for real uncomfortable. I sit up. I throw my keys and sandals in my bag and stand up. None of them move, eyeing me like I'm dinner. "This has been fun, boys," I say. "But I think I'm going home." The prick finally takes notice of my beat up surfboard next to my towel. He pushes the edge of it with his sand covered toe. "This yours?" "What gave it away?" I ask. He picks it up by the nose, gives it the once over, then lets it fall back to the sand. "It's a prick." "Takes one to know one," I say, picking up my towel and shaking it out. Third Guy and Brett back up, The prick holds his ground. The prick smiles. My stomach flips, then flops, then flips some more. Why does he have to be so good looking? "Happy to teach you how to ride," he says. His pals snicker. "I'm good," I say, picking up my board. "I think I'll have to be the judge of that," The prick says. "Good luck with that." "I don't need luck, honey," he says and tilts his head to the side. Drops of water from the ocean glisten on his perfect chest. "I take what I want when I want it." I pull my shorts on over my bikini bottoms. "No need to cover up the show," Brett says. "You don't have tickets," I say, grabbing my bag and picking up my board. "What a mouth," Third Guy says. "I wonder if it can do other things besides talk." Brett laughs, but The prick just keeps staring at me, trying to melt me with those blue eyes. It's almost working. "It can," I say. "But unfortunately for you, it doesn't go anywhere near prick." Third Guy glowers at me. The corner of The prick's perfect mouth turns upward into something that almost looks like a smile. But there's something about it that feels more threatening than friendly. It's ninety something degrees out but suddenly I'm chilled. I sling the bag over my shoulder. "I wish I could say it's been a pleasure, but I don't like to lie. See you around." I turn to go. "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. "Presley! Are you about ready?" I'm not ready. It's the next morning and I'm standing in front of the mirror, trying to convince myself that I'm ready for the first day of my senior year at a new high school. I've braided my long brown hair and pulled on the yellow linen tank top and my favorite denim skirt. I spent an extra twenty minutes on my makeup, trying to make sure it looked like I didn't spend an extra twenty minutes on my makeup. Silver sandals on my feet. I look good and if it had been the first day back at my old school, I would've at least felt like I knew what I was doing. I would've been driving to school on my own, stopping at the coffee shop on the way to school, getting my drink, and praying that my last year wouldn't suck as bad as my first three years did. Instead, I am hiding in my room, avoiding my dad's pleas to come out so he can drop me off at his paralegal's house so that woman's daughter can drive me to school. Have I mentioned I've never met this girl? "Presley!" he yells. "We gotta go!" "I'm coming," I say. I sigh, check the mirror one last time, and grab my backpack. I throw it over my shoulder and look at the mirror again. "Please don't let today suck," I say. My father is waiting at the bottom of the stairs. He's wearing a dark navy suit, light blue shirt, and a red tie. His dark hair is flecked with gray and he's good looking for a dad, according to my friends. My mother, however, thought that the lawyer she worked for was better looking, so she left him and moved to Washington. So it's me and my dad and that's okay most of the time. He tries, but he's also busy trying to get his new law practice off the ground. The reason we moved to Sunset Beach from Virginia was because he was able to snag one giant client and it would mean steady work for the next two years. The client lives in Sunset Beach and he wants to be near him for meetings and stuff like that. He pitched it to me as living near the beach and all the fun we'd be able to have, but I knew that any fun that I found would be most likely on my own. But it's still way better than living with my mom. And I'm hoping it'll be different for me here. He looks up at me. "We're going to be late, Pres. Come on." "Sorry," I mumble. "Did you eat?" he asks. "No, I'm fine," I say. "You can grab a granola bar or something." I shake my head. "I'm fine." He smiled. "Senior year. Are you ready?" "Nope." "Come on, it'll be good." "Sure," I say, avoiding his eyes. He sighs and we head to the garage to climb into his green Audi Q5. My dad has money. He just wants more of it. He lost some of it in the divorce, but he's determined to make it all back and then some. We live in a great house six blocks from the ocean now and I don't have to worry about much. Other than having friends my senior of high school. "Claire's daughter said she was happy to take you," he explains as we drive. "I just thought that might be better than showing up alone on the first day." "Okay." We stop at the red light and he looks at me. "You look great." "Thanks." There's an awkward pause. "I know this is all hard, but it'll be okay," he says. "You just have to give it a chance. I know you miss your friends. But did it suck to spend the last two weeks at the beach?" Well, I didn't really have friends to miss, Dad, because I was loner there. "No," I say. "It was good." "Your tan looks good anyway." I don't say anything and the light changes to green. The car lurches forward. "I appreciate you doing all of this, Pres," he says. "You could've made it harder on me, but you didn't. I know it's not the plan you had, but thank you for giving it a chance." I'm not sure I had another choice. Claire's house is five minutes from ours, a cut yellow bungalow with a perfectly cut yard out frond and roses of nearly color beneath the front window. A gleaming white Mini Cooper is idling in the driveway and I can see a shadowed head inside of it. "That's Bridget there," my dad says, pointing at the car. "Claire texted me and said she'd be in her car, waiting." My stomach ties into one gigantic knot. "Okay." My dad puts his hand on my shoulder. "It's gonna be great. It'll feel like you've been here for forever before you know it. I promise." I pick my bag up off the floor. "I know. You're right. I'll see you tonight." "I'll probably be late," he says. "So don't worry about dinner for me." I get out of the car and stare at the Mini idling in the driveway. All kinds of awkward. I close the door, give my dad a half wave, and make the death march over to my ride. I'm not sure what I'm expecting, but Bridget isn't it. I peer in the window of the car and she's looking over at me, smiling. She reaches over and pushes the door open. "Presley?" she says. "I'm Bridget." "Hey," I say. "Nice to meet you." "If you get in now, we've still got time to get coffee on our way," she says. "If you like coffee?" It's like I've been given a lifeline. I slide into the seat. "I would love coffee." She laughs. "I can barely function without it." Bridget is knock out gorgeous. Jet black hair to the middle of her back, a tight red v-necked T-shirt with perfect curves underneath. Denim shorts that show off her long legs. She smells like the roses in her front yard. "I appreciate the ride," I say as we back out. "I know this is weird." "Please," she says, eyeing the mirror. "Can't imagine having to do the first day at Sunset Beach on your own, particularly senior year." She smiles again. "This way I can point you in the right directions so you don't waste your time going in the wrong ones." "That would be awesome." "Don't be offended by this," she says. "Are you a cheerleader?" "Um, no." "Thank Jesus," she says, slapping her palm against the steering wheel. "I mean, you're kinda hot and all put together, so it can be hard to tell." She glances at me. "Rule number one at Sunset is that the cheerleaders suck hip." I laugh. "Isn't that the way it is everywhere?" "Pretty much," she says, nodding. "And I'm just warning you now. You are gonna be fresh meat. prick football players are gonna flock as soon as we hit the lot." "prick football players," I says. "So two things are the same everywhere." She holds up a fist. "Word, girlfriend." I bump her fist with mine and my stomach starts to unclench. As she drives, she fills me in on teachers and classes and other kids and what to expect. She doesn't have to tell me all of this, but I'm relaxing by the second as we go. We pull into the drive thru of a place called Seaside Coffee and she orders two large iced coffees. She might be my soulmate. By the time we get to the school, I'm almost nerve free. She whips the Mini through the parking lot and jerks it to a stop right in front of a painted parking stall. She points to it. "See that? They auction parking spots to seniors at the end of junior year and then you get to paint your spot. This is mine." "That is awesome," I say, looking at the pink and yellow sunset painted over a very blue ocean. "You did that?" "I did that," she says, proudly. "And no one else can put their hip in this spot all year." She pulls into the lot and we get out. The lot is nearly full and clusters of other kids are walking toward the concrete and glass building. "What are you doing tonight?" Bridget asks. "Tonight? Nothing. My dad has to work late." She grips my elbow. "Perfect. There's a back to school night down at The Hump." "The Hump?" "Place down by the beach," she says. "You're coming and I can show you." "I don't know if--" She squeezes my elbow. "You're coming, Presley." She stops walking and looks me right in the eye. "Look, when my mom asked if I could give her boss's daughter a ride because she was new, I thought you might end up being some little troll that didn't speak or, even worse, a cheerleader." She smiled. "But you're not. I know this has to suck, but I can make it suck a little less. So you're coming tonight." She pauses. "Where's your phone?" I pull it from my hip. "Give me your number," she says, whipping hers out. "So I can find you during the day and see how you're doing. And meet me here at twelve for lunch. It's open campus and we'll go get burgers. Cool?" She was taking care of every first day worry I had. I mean, I never went to a single party back in Virginia and now she's invited me to the first one of the year and making sure I'm not solo for lunch. "Yeah, totally. But you don't have to do this." I give her my number. "I'll be okay." "I want to," she says, then recites her number for me. She starts to say something else, but her eyes drift over my shoulder and her smile fades. "Okay. Test number one. Prick football players incoming." I turn around. Three boys, all in blue and white lettermen jackets, all large, all heading our way. The one in the middle has short dark hair, gray eyes, and shoulders like square blocks. They aren't quite as good looking as the boys I'd run into on the beach, but they're close. "Hey Bridge," the dark haired boy asks. "Who's your pal?" "This is Presley," she says. "Presley, these are the pricks." "So unfair and uptight," he says. "She got the d part right. I'm Derek. And this is Evan and this is Pritch." He winks at me. "Where exactly did you come from?" It's right then that I make the decision. At my old school, I would've shut up. I would've been too intimidated to say anything. But I don't have to be the same girl I was there. I can be someone new in Sunset Beach. "Her car?" I say. "Did you not see me get out of it?" I look at Bridget. "Every guy I've met here so far asks the dumbest questions." Bridget busts out laughing. Derek is red-faced and his friends look no less amused. "I'd be nice to me if I were you," he says. "I run this place and I can make or break your life here." "Feels like the only thing you run is your mouth," I say. Bridget links her arm with mine. "See you later, boys." She leads me away from them and leans into me. "You are going to fit in perfectly." I want nothing more than that to be true. | Fanta001 | 4 | https://www.facebook.com/61563419381683/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. Axel. The look on his face confused me but I didn't have time to think about it before my world went black. | Wha002 | 58 | https://www.facebook.com/61554783541379/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195046 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004050 | 1746634323 | 1634 | page.joyreadings.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐Title "Surrogate for Alpha Dom"๐ฅฐ | https://page.joyreadings.com/h5-book-share-custom4.html?lang=en&id=5747&brand=2&app=0&ppid=1637&pid=FBW2A&campaign=%7B%7Bcampaign.id%7D%7D&adset_id=%7B%7Badset.id%7D%7D&ad_id=%7B%7Bad.id%7D%7D&utm_source=FBW2A&utm_medium=%7B%7Bplacement%7D%7D&utm_campaign=%7B%7Bcampaign.id%7D%7D&utm_term=%7B%7Badset.id%7D%7D&utm_content=%7B%7Bad.id%7D%7D&pixel_id=816574679413893&ori_campaign_id=120213931486740092&ori_adset_id=120213931487250092&ori_ad_id=120213931488240092 | 1.0262957259062E+14 | The novelette | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463449451_518127064403694_2059927281209812667_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=vTwpaPq9P0kQ7kNvgEQcup6&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ARa-v5aZExNATqyeVupUS01&oh=00_AYDKEeusVo0P2Z31jhjZvThb7IsLJCDQR6HMfJt-o1DkTQ&oe=67145986 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | โIโm sorry Ella.โ My physician says gently. โIโm afraid you have very few viable eggs remaining. Frankly, I normally see these numbers in women ten or fifteen years your senior.โ โWhat?โ I murmur, not believing my ears. Iโve been trying to get pregnant for years. Iโm only 30, I should have plenty of eggs left. โIn terms of fertility, you have very little time left.โ She continues. โIf you want to conceive, you need to do so before your next cycle begins.โ โMy next cycle?โ I repeat, my mouth hanging open in shock. I love kids more than anything, and though it might not be everyoneโs ambition, I want nothing more than to be a mother. I have to get home and tell my boyfriend this news, and thereโs not a moment to waste. I make it home in record time, bursting through the door and opening my mouth to call for Mike, but stopping dead in my tracks. As soon as I walk inside I see a pair of high heels and a handbag by the door โ neither of which belong to me. I cock my ears towards the bedroom, and my stomach churns when I hear the unmistakable sound of moaning, accompanied by a steady thump thump thump, as the bed collides with the wall. Worse even than realizing that Mike is clearly in there with another woman, is realizing who heโs with. I know that handbag, and I know those shoes โ they belong to my best friend, Kate. โFuck, Ella is so stupid.โ Mike laughs, โcan you believe she actually expects me to have a baby with her?โ Kate snorts, โsheโs delusional. I donโt know how you put up with her for so long in the first place.โ โIf she wasnโt so beautiful I never would have given her the time of day.โ Mike scoffs. โThankfully daily doses of plan B kept her from ever conceiving.โ โThe morning after pill?โ Kate asks, โhow did you manage to give it to her without her realizing?โ โI put it in her morning coffee.โ Mike chortles, sounding far too proud of himself. My vision goes completely red as everything finally falls into place. Suddenly itโs clear why Iโve never been able to get pregnant, despite having unprotected sex multiple times a week for years. Itโs even clear how I could have the eggs of a 45-year-old, if my despicable partner has been secretly feeding me emergency contraceptives every day โ thereโs no telling what other damage that might have done to my reproductive system. Before I can think better of it, I pull the smoke alarm on the wall, wanting to frighten and punish the pair in the bedroom so fiercely that I fear I might attack them when they emerge. Water immediately sprays down from the sprinkler system mounted to the ceiling as a shrill siren fills the air, and I hear Mike and Kate cry out in surprise. A few moments later they come rushing out of the bedroom, stopping in their tracks when they see me looming in the doorway. Mikeโs eyes go comically wide, โWhat are you doing home so early?โ The snake has the nerve to sound affronted that I surprised him, when heโs the one whoโs been sneaking around behind my back for God knows how long. He seems to realize how suspicious it looks that he and Kate are standing there in their underwear and quickly adds, โKate came to see me so we could plan a surprise for your birthday, but then we spilled coffee all over our clothes so we had to change.โ Fire blazes in my veins, he must truly believe Iโm an idiot if he expects me to buy such a feeble excuse. Itโs a testament to their horrifically low opinion of me that they buy my act, and I vow to get my revenge one way or another. I canโt believe I wasted so many years โ my best years โ on this scumbag. And now he may have cost me my future too. As soon as the thought enters my head, I know I canโt afford to waste another moment on Mike, I have more important things to take care of. I make my excuses and rush across town for the second time that afternoon, running to the comforting arms of my surrogate sister, Cora. Not only did we grow up together in the orphanage, but she became an OBGYN and now works for the most exclusive sperm bank in the city. Iโve never gone to her before because I always imagined Mike and I would eventually conceive the natural way, but that clearly isnโt an option anymore. Even if I could find a man willing to have a baby with me in time, Iโm not eager to trust anyone after Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm going to have to do this on my own, and I know Cora can help me. I donโt have much money, but I have enough savings to pay for the insemination, especially since I basically have one shot and one shot only. When I arrive, all my plans to lay out my situation for Cora clearly and concisely go out the window, because the moment I see my sister I fall to pieces. She hugs and kisses me until my tears subside, slowly extracting the story from me piece by piece. When she hears about Mike and Kate she swears up a storm, but thatโs nothing compared to her reaction when I explain about my fertility. โThat little shit! Iโll kill him!โ She fumes, studying me with a worried expression. โElla, if your doctor was right this means you only have one chance to conceive.โ โI know.โ I sniffle. โAnd if this is going to be my only baby, I donโt want to take any chances. I want the best donor we can find.โ โDonโt you worry about that.โ Cora assures me, โWeโve got donations from actors, models, scientists โ itโs only the creme de la creme here.โ She glances at the door and lowers her voice. โYou didnโt hear it from me, but even Dominic Sinclair sent his samples here for testing.โ โDominic Sinclair? I repeat, โthe billionaire?โ Iโve seen the man around town, but we donโt exactly run in the same circles. He lives in the same neighborhood as my wealthy employer and often says hello to the children I nanny, but heโs always surrounded by bodyguards and is so intimidating I get goosebumps just thinking about him. โOh my god!.โ Cora slaps her hand over her mouth. โI wasnโt supposed to tell you that! I donโt know what I was thinking. Apparently heโs no stranger to fertility issues himself, and he trusted us to handle his swimmers over every other lab in the country. Iโve got his sperm in the other room at this very moment.โ She frets, โBut Ella you canโt tell anyone, you have to promise me.โ โOf course!โ I agree immediately. โI know how important confidentiality is here.โ โThank you,โ Cora breathes. โNow, Iโm going to give you a dossier of our clients so you can pick a donor, and once youโve chosen weโll get you knocked up before you can even blink.โ Itโs not an easy decision, but eventually I choose a handsome surgeon whose photo practically makes me swoon. Cora leaves the room only long enough to prepare the sample, and though she looks a bit flustered when she returns, she quickly and professionally completes the insemination, holding my hand when the procedure is finished. โItโs all take care of now, Ella.โ She promises, โYou can come back in ten days to see if it worked.โ Ten days. I think dazedly. Ten days to decide my entire future. If only Iโd known that by the time those ten days were up, my future would no longer belong to me โ but to Dominic Sinclair himself. Chapter 2 - Be Fired Six days to go. I think, staring at the date circled on my calendar. Six days until I find out if my dreams are finally going to come trueโฆ or if I have to figure out an entirely different plan for my life. Iโve thought about nothing else since Cora inseminated me last week, Iโm so anxious to find out if Iโm pregnant I havenโt even begun to process Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm trying to keep a level head, yet I canโt help but imagine my future with this new baby. Try as I might, I catch myself daydreaming about it constantly. I even find myself humming as I get ready for work in the morning. When I arrive at my employerโs estate in the most exclusive neighborhood in Moon Valley โ which basically makes it the most exclusive neighborhood in the world, since Moon Valley is one of the most expensive cities on the planet โ Iโm immediately greeted by two little voices shouting my name in excitement. โElla!โ The next thing I know, 3-year-old Millie is hugging my legs while her older brother, Jake, wraps his arms around my middle. โGood morning love puddles!โ I exclaim, returning their hugs. โAre you ready for the museum?โ โYeah!โ They cheer, racing out the door without even stopping to put on coats. It takes a bit of wrangling to get them back inside and bundled up for the cold winter day, but before long we set out into the snow. Jake races ahead of Millie and I, impatient to get to the science museum and not seeming to notice that his sisterโs tiny legs simply donโt move that fast. Chuckling, I lift Millie into my arms and settle her on my hip. โGoodness, youโre getting too big for this, munchkin.โ โNuh-uh,โ Millie grins, โYouโre justs too little.โ She might have a point. At five foot one, I donโt exactly have the kind of build suited to heavy lifting. Iโm in great shape, but Iโve never been particularly strong. โSmarty pants.โ I tease, laughing with the little girl. When I look back towards Jake, I realize heโs stopped a few feet ahead of us. My heart skips a beat when I realize why. Weโre in front of the Sinclair mansion, and its owner is currently standing in the middle of the sidewalk, his gaze searing me like a firebrand as I approach with Millie. Dominic Sinclair is just about the most handsome man Iโve ever seen, but heโs also one of the most terrifying. 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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my l | Storyverse | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61567115634026/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Delighted Reading | 8203 | https://www.facebook.com/100093179042627/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195047 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004050 | 1746634323 | 1634 | itunes.apple.com | Install now | VIDEO | Read with Your Earsโคโค | http://itunes.apple.com/app/id6673898734 | 4.7607252558073E+14 | BestDrama | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463163361_8732848546775783_2719587876672279182_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=tpdCN94h-voQ7kNvgHJ2ays&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ARa-v5aZExNATqyeVupUS01&oh=00_AYB9E3kUmmz9mriVYqqT94gFSamUP5ijFT7ICivcUPUSng&oe=67143DBF | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "Justin, though you are my twin sister's mate. My dad is really mad at you and Raven being mates." Twin sister Reagan said to my mate. "I don't mind rejecting her, but I would have been embarrassed to face my mate" Justin said. "My father has decided to appoint me as his future Alpha not my sister Raven. So, I will be your luna." Reagan said to Justin. ******** I silently run through the woods letting my wolf Emerald out tonight. She has been anxious all day, well really the last few days, and I could tell that she needed to come out for a run. Alpha Cole Walker is the Alpha of the Blood Walker pack. He is said to be one of the most dangerous Alphas in the United States. It is said that he would hurt anyone who dared to enter his pack uninvited. Due to this fact, most of our pack members studiously avoid this area altogether. My twin sister, Reagan, is the golden child of the pack. They all love her unconditionally. She is cherished and appreciated, no matter what she does. They all seem to ignore the fact that she is a horrible and mean she-wolf. I was born first, and with that should come the respect that after I find my mate, I will officially be the Luna here, and he will take over as the Alpha of the pack. Yet they all treat her as the next Luna. My sister and I are the only children that our parents had. The Goddess never blessed them with another child, even though they tried for years. My father, Alpha Graham Sullivan, is very strict with me. I am not allowed to leave my room other than to eat my meals and then return back to my room again. I am also not allowed to leave our pack for any reason. I have never even crossed the border of the Sliver Blade pack in my life. I was the Alpha's daughter, but I was not a valued member of this pack. Telling on me has always resulted in a bonus for whoever told on me to my father. I have had to learn how to overcome this on my own. It has made me very independent over the years, as well as a very good climber. I use the tree outside my window at the pack house, to climb up and down to get in and out of my room. From my vantage point, I can see who is coming now and rolled my eyes so hard I almost saw my brain. It was Reagan, and she was pulling the arm of a pretty large guy, as she headed toward the grassy bank near my tree. I realized right this moment that I have picked a terrible place to hide. I should have doubled back and then climbed in my window to my room and I would have been safe and sound in my room. Reagan is clearly out with one of her many men, as she was allowed to stay out and do whatever she wanted to. I mean how else could she beat me to finding her mate if she didn't flirt with all the unmated men in our pack? I rolled my eyes again and then froze when I looked at them again and got a good look at his face. That smell coming off of him was starting to drive me wild, he smelled like freshly baked cinnamon buns, and I was now pissed off. She had come here with the guy that I had a crush on, someone with whom she had never shown any interest in before. It was our Beta's son and the guy that I have had a crush on for the last year and a half. "No, don't stop them, Raven, she has already been dating with him for the last few months. This is not the first time, it has been well before he returned to the pack earlier this week. They are together now, dating, and they have both vowed to reject their actual mates to stay together to take over and run this pack. Please, just try to bear it, I will help you get through it. I am glad that you are in a secure location, this may make you pass out" Emerald linked me, and I felt physically sick. "How do you know this? Did she know that he is my mate? Why can't I approach him? Maybe he wants me, Emerald. Please let me stop this. He might not know that I am his mate, he may still want me, want US! I don't want to lose him, Emerald. He may not be aware his true mate is here. Can't he already smell our scent up here, like I smelled his scent? Are you sure that this is the only way? Please Emerald" I linked her back, and I feel the tears that are already sliding down my face. I have questions, and I need answers. I am frustrated. I don't want to give up on my true mate. He doesn't even know that I am here, and I do want him. I don't want to give him up, especially not to my sister Reagan. I don't know if I can survive this level of betrayal. "I can't wait for mom and dad to announce to the pack that we will be the Alpha and Luna tomorrow. This is something that I have really wanted for the last 8 years. I am so glad you decided that we could be chosen mates. " My sister says to my mate. "Besides, I am also glad that you are willing to lead the Silver Blade pack with me. I have a feeling that my freak of a sister who keeps staring at you is going to be crushed when she finds out that we are together. You dodged by deciding to accept me as your chosen mate. I know that she has a crush on you, so she would probably try to ask you out or something when she sees that you are back from break." She adds. "I think we will be so happy together. Raven will be so angry when she finds out that we planned this months ago. I cannot wait for her to find out. I even told mom to have her sit on the front row for the pack meeting tomorrow, so I can see her face when dad makes the announcement. I am going to put her next to you so it will hurt her more when dad calls you up on stage. When she realizes that her crush is going to be my mate, she is going to be so jealous of me. I am so going to get a picture of her face when she finds out, as I will want to remember that moment for a long time" I heard Reagan say to him, and I was so choked up I couldn't hold in the sob of pain that managed to escape. It wasn't loud, but with werewolf hearing, it was loud enough. I just stayed completely still and prayed that they hadn't heard me, but Justin started talking when my sob escaped, and they had no reaction, so I think I am safe. "I have always thought that you were a she-wolf, Reagan. I am so glad that you came up to my training with your offer, and for us to get extra special time together. If Raven were allowed to move around the pack, I don't think that she would be missing the fact that she is my mate. I scented her today when I got back to the pack and confirmed she is my mate. Per our agreement, I don't mind rejecting her, as I am clearly getting the better sister out of this deal. I would have been embarrassed to have to call that freak of nature my mate" Justin said, and with it, my heart was completely crushed. These two evil people deserved each other, and I will not waste another tear on his betrayal. He "chose" her, so he can keep her. She will never be faithful to him, and he will not ever be able to trust that their children are his either. She was just doing this to ensure that they become the next Alpha and Luna. She is what he wanted, so she can have him. I am thoroughly disgusted by both of them, and I will not allow them to make me sad one more day. I had already decided to get out of this horrible pack, and I will not miss the Silver Blade pack for a second. "She is your mate? Are you serious? Oh, this is the best" Reagan said as she laughed out in joy at hearing this information. "Justin, why haven't you mentioned this to me before?" Reagan continued. "I just found out about it earlier today as I have been gone for my training for the last 4 months. I caught my mate's scent and followed it so I could go ahead and reject them. I realized it was coming from the Alpha level, and when I went up and it led me straight to her door, it was really faint, but I sensed it. She doesn't even know it yet. I am sure that this information is not going to go over well with your parents. They may be upset when they find out. Are they still going to want us to move forward with our plan? Or are they going to want me and Raven to be mates because we are true mates?" Justin asked Reagan. I have to admit, I was interested in her reply as well, but I already suspected what the answer was going to be. "Oh no Justin, you will definitely be staying with me. I know dad is really going to get a kick out of you and Raven being mates. Mom might feel a little bad for her, but I think that this is great. I could not be happier that her true mate, will become my chosen mate. We will rule the Silver Blade pack together, and it will hurt her every day to see us together. It is my pack any way, it was never going to be hers. Maybe if we are lucky since she doesn't have a wolf, she won't be able to scent you, and your rejection might even hurt her when you do it. That would be the best-case scenario for all of us" Reagan said, and I could tell that Justin was a little shocked at how hateful she was. Reagan could tell that Justin was not liking this side of her so she quickly changed her attitude and started cooing at Justin, "She doesn't deserve you, baby, I love you and I want you. Hopefully, you will come to love me too. I was just worried, I don't want you falling in love with my sister after we have already mated." Reagan said to Justin, looking up at him adoringly through her long lashes. I have to admit, she really knows how to work people to do what she wants them to. Her ability to look innocent and pure is without measure, she could have been an actress. "Dad hates Raven. He will be very happy about this. He has never loved her since the day that she was born. Mom might be a little upset, but she will get over it. She and dad are chosen mates, she gave up her true mate to become the Luna of the Silver Blade pack. She did it herself, and if it is good enough for her, then it is good enough for me to do it as well. We make the perfect couple. We will have strong pups, and our pack will flourish" Reagan said, and I am stunned. I knew my dad was mean, but to hate me, why? What reason could he possibly have for hating me? My parents have told the whole pack numerous times through the years that they were true mates. They are very affectionate with each other in front of the pack. I didn't even know that they weren't true mates. What else don't I know about them? "We will do the same thing. You will have to reject Raven first thing in the morning, or after the pack meeting. But you will have to do it where no one else will hear you. Dad is going to tell the pack that we are true mates, so they will fully support us. Dad thinks that it would be a mistake to not have the pack's full support behind us when we go to take it over from my parents" Reagan said, and I am amazed at all the plans that they have kept away from me. Just another thing that shows how much difference there is between Reagan and me. I hear them touching again and wonder when they plan on leaving the area, don't they need to get back to the pack house? I narrow my eyes at Reagan, as she is ecstatic about getting to truly rub all of my misfortune in right now. Justin is getting the opportunity to reject me, so the situation that we are now in is all positive for them. "Raven, why are you out of the house? Are you supposed to be out here? Are you OK? That fall looked like it hurt pretty bad" I hear my sister ask me with an innocent look on her face like she cared about me. She was fully aware of how I am kept a prisoner here at the Silver Blade pack. I really have to get out of here. I needed to check and see how badly I am hurt because I don't know if I even have time to go pack a bag now. I may be having to leave here with nothing, but I am OK with that. I just need to get the heck out of here. I will figure out what I need to do after I am safely free of Silver Blade. "Are you ignoring me, Raven? Are you sure you want to do that to me? Fine then, I will just make sure that you get punished for leaving your room. You are not supposed to be out here anyway. I will just let dad know that you are out here, and he will take care of you" Reagan said with a smirk, and then she started mind linking. I and my wolf were running away from this pack. But they caught us immediately. "If you come back here now Raven, I won't punish you for leaving your room without permission" I heard my father tell me. "Nothing in the world could possess me to do that father," I told him, and I see his eyes glazing over as he goes to link someone. I could care less what they have to say to me, and I turned to walk away. "You will get punishment in the Blood Walker pack. You know how dangerous they are Raven, you have heard this fact for your whole life. They cannot be trusted, and you are now a rogue. We have told you, and the whole pack, exactly what happens to those who trespass on their land. The moment they scent you they will move in, and you will die today. Is that what you want? Do you want to die? I will get you more freedom in the pack. I will allow you to go to the library every day instead of once a week. How does that sound?" my mother's voice is calming and comforting. She has never before sounded as nice as this, and I know that dad put her up to try to lure me back into the Siler Blade pack. They must be desperate to do it, so I want to see how far they intended to go with it. "Let me ask you this mother. Was the plan to get Justin to take Reagan as a chosen mate her idea, or dad's?" I asked her. Mom is not a very good liar. I can see her expression as we are only about 20 feet apart from each other right now. "I don't know what you are talking about Raven, they are mates," my mom said to me, and now I smirk at her. Clearly, mom was keeping me out of the loop and doesn't know that I know for a fact that they aren't. "Thanks for always lying to me mom. That makes it so much easier on me. I will not be coming back to the Silver Blade pack. This is the last time, Goddess willing, that you all will probably see me and actually I am welcoming the death that is coming to me. It will be better than the life I have lived since Reagan tried to hurt me, and my own dad called me a liar when I told him what actually happened. Justin is not her mate mom, and I know this because he is MY mate. It is disgusting what all you three have done to me and allowed to be done to me my whole life. I never deserved to be treated the way I was. I can only hope that I can find my way and get to live a life that allows me to find someone who loves me and realizes that I am a good person. I don't think that is too much to ask for, do you mom? It seems like you and dad are willing to do anything to get me to come back over the fence, but we both know that if I did come back, I would either immediately be thrown in the cells. So, I will take my chances over here, where at least I have a chance" I told them and turned again to leave. I only made it a few steps before I was stopped again by my father's hateful words. "You are ungrateful daughter, How do you have the nerve to say that to me? I have clothed and fed you, provided you a room, and let you go to school. I did take care of you, and it is disgusting to see how you repay me. Lying about Justin being your mate. Trying to take your sister's mate away from her. I know that I can speak for your mother as well as myself when I say that we hope the Blood Walker pack disposes of you quickly. I only wish I could punish you myself" my dad roared out, and the hate was coming off of him in waves. "You disgust me father," I told him and the tone I used to draw out the word father let him know just how little I thought of him being my father. "I have never done anything to cause a problem or disruption in the pack, or in the family. I did what I was told this whole time. Even as knowing that you let the whole pack know that I was fair game if they wanted to hurt me, and they did dad, over and over again. You know what, it was my family that really took the award for the most torment. Your unwarranted hate, mom never supporting me, and my sister allowed to try to hurt me, and incite others up against me made me realize that life will be much better on this side of the border than it was on that side. Even if I only live an hour more, it would be better than the years I spent over there." I wiped off my tears and walked past them, suddenly, I hear something coming to meโฆ >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Immerse yourself further! Get the app to continue this incredible audiobook. Search for ID: 98441 | BestDrama | 0 | https://www.facebook.com/61567079787096/ | 0 | INSTALL_MOBILE_APP | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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And I refuse to stay in a relationship that isnโt going anywhere. Iโm not getting any younger, and Iโm not going to let some man steal all of my dreams and my best years. So, I did the only thing I couldโI broke up with him and kicked him out of my house. That was three weeks ago. โโโโโโโโ I stand at the back door of my small house and look at the fenced in yard. When Ryan and I were searching for places to rent in, weโd looked at several apartments, but then my brother recommended this place. I immediately fell in love with it. Ryan hadnโt. But Iโd refused to give it up, and so, Iโd bought the place myself, without his help. The house is absolutely perfect. With two bedrooms and a rather large kitchen, which is good because I love to cook, the little bungalow is the perfect size for me. Ultimately, the backyard is what sold me, though. The moment I saw it, I imagined a child running around out there. The image had been so vivid; Iโd even heard the laughter. Shortly after I signed the papers and started talking about our future, Ryan dropped the bomb that he didnโt want kids. Then, six months later, he told me heโd had a vasectomy a year prior. That was the day my entire world shattered. Five years of my life. Wasted. No marriage proposal on the horizon, definitely no kids. And I refuse to stay in a relationship that isnโt going anywhere. Iโm not getting any younger, and Iโm not going to let some man steal all of my dreams and my best years. So, I did the only thing I couldโI broke up with him and kicked him out of my house. That was three weeks ago. My emotions are still all over the place. Sometimes, at night, when Iโm all alone in this house, I miss him so much it physically hurt. Too many nights I cry myself to sleep, or just cry until I give myself a headache, and then I pop some pills and pass out. My beverage collection has dwindled considerably, too. As much as everything still hurts, the urge to call him and beg him to come back, to agree to live without marriage or kids, is getting less and less with each passing day. But some days are worse than others. Today is one of the worse days. The doorbell chimes, startling me from my thoughts. Iโm not expecting company tonight, but Iโll be lying if I say Iโm not secretly hoping Ryan is here. He hasnโt once bothered to call or come over or even talk to me since I ended the relationship. โComing!โ I go to the door and swing it open. โOh, hey, Becca. Whatโre you doing here?โ I stop and do a double take. โWhy are you so dressed up?โ Sheโs wearing a tight red dress and matching red stilettos. Her makeup is on point, and she looks fantastic. โYouโve been crying again.โ Becca walks inside, her heels clicking against the tile floor. โUm, no.โ I wipe my cheeks and am happy to see my hands come away dry. I havenโt been sleeping worth trash, though, so Iโm sure my eyes are red and puffy. โYou didnโt answer my question.โ I close the door. โIโm here to take you out.โ Becca grins. โOh no.โ I shake my head. Beccaโs been trying to get me to go out clubbing since the day I broke up with Ryan, and I keep refusing. Iโm not ready to meet anyone new. Not yet. Itโs still too soon. โIโm really not in the mood,โ I say. โYouโve been saying that for weeks now. Itโs time to stop crying over Ryan and get yoursef back up on the horse.โ I roll my eyes. โIโm not dressed to go out. Besides, itโs a Tuesday night. You really think anyone decent is going to be out tonight? I highly doubt it.โ Becca sighs with frustration. โListen, you need to get out of this house. I need a wing woman. And we need to celebrate.โ โCelebrate what?โ I flop down on the couch and tuck my knees to my chest. As soon as I got home from work, I put on a pair of sweatpants and one of Ryanโs T-shirts that heโd left behind. My hairโs in a messy bun on top of my head, and I have no makeup on. Iโm in no positionโphysically or emotionallyโto go out. โI got the job!โ Becca squeals. I jump off the couch and give my friend a hug. โOh my god! Thatโs amazing, Becca. Congratulations!โ Becca laughs. โIโm so excited. Thereโs no way I can stay home tonight.โ She pouts and bats her eyelashes in that over exaggerated way she always does. โPlease?โ I hate when Becca does that. She makes saying no impossible. The fact weโve been friends since high school doesnโt help, either. With a reluctant sigh, I nod. โAll right fine. Iโll go out with you tonight, but promise me we wonโt stay long.โ โDeal!โ Becca shrieks with excitement. โHurry up and get dressed.โ I take about half an hour to get ready, and as I study my reflection in the mirror, I smile. Maybe going out tonight is exactly what I need. Just getting dressed up makes me feel better than I have in days. I leave the bathroom and meet Becca back in the living room. Becca whistles. โOh girl, youโre a hottie.โ I laugh. I opted for my frayed denim skirt and my low-cut black top with sleeves that tie on my shoulders. A pair of black sandals complete my outfit. My clothes are nowhere near as beautiful as Beccaโs tight, red dress, but at least Iโm comfortable. I grab my purse. โLetโs go before I change my mind.โ I playfully shove Becca out the door. We arrive at The Savage Cat, the only night club here, Michigan, and the line to get in is around the block. Lucky for us, I have a fast pass straight to the front of line. The popular dance club is owned by the Savage Bloods Motorcycle Club, of which my brother is the very proud President. I canโt stand that stupid club, or the lifestyle, and I go out of my way to avoid everything involving the Savage Bloods. Unfortunately, when you live in a tiny armpit of a town, you donโt have many choices for entertainment. Becca, however, is fascinated with the Savage Bloods and will do everything she can to hang out with them. She wonโt openly admit it to me, but I know sheโs hooked up with several of the brothers. She swears sheโs never so much as thought about my brother in that way, but Iโm not sure I believe that. At a little after ten, the place is already packed, as usual. I push way through the crowd and toward the dance floor. That is why we came here after all. Ryan hates to dance, and even though I always tell him he doesnโt have to get on the dance floor with me, he still refuses to take me anywhere that involves the activity. Memories like those make me grateful that I had the courage to leave him. I really need to learn to hold onto the bad memories and stop dwelling on all the great ones. Dealing with the hurt when Iโm angry is so much easier. The music is so loud it rattles the chairs and tables, and the floor is sticky from spilled beverage. But I donโt care. Being out with my best friend, cutting lose, not caring about anything or anyone is freeing. I canโt remember the last time I just had fun like this. Becca grabs my arm and leans forward. โThat guy.โ Becca points to someone behind me. I turn to see who Becca is pointing at, and I freeze. Leaning against the bar is a man. A very , very muscular, very dangerous looking man. Dark, shoulder length hair. Icy blue eyes. Jeans with a bulging crotch. Black T-shirt that stretches deliciously across his shoulders and chest. My heart races at the sight of him, but more so because heโs staring right at me. But then I notice heโs also wearing a goddman kutte covered with the Savage Bloods insignia. Because of course heโs part of the club. A bottle is pinched between his fingers, and heโs standing there like he owns this place. Cocky arrogance radiates off him, and he clearly owns that. Heโs 100 percent pure male. Pure trouble. And one million percent not my type of guy. Yet, I canโt seem to stop staring at him. Heโs everything Ryan isnโt, and that excites me in a way I donโt like. I donโt look away, and neither does he. Thereโs something familiar about him, though, and I narrow my eyes, studying him. Do I know him? That wouldnโt be so far-fetched considering Iโve met everyone in the Savage Bloods at least once before. Still, something nags at the back of my mind. โHeโs staring at you,โ Becca shouts over the music, jerking me from my thoughts. โYou should go talk to him.โ โNo.โ I shake my head. Turning away from his heated stare, I focus on dancing with Becca, but I can feel his gaze on me, feel the way heโs undressing me with his eyes, devouring me. Maybe Beccaโs right. Maybe I need to take the plunge and go talk to him. Doing so will certainly get myโฆ Iโm not sure I can handle a guy like that. Heโs so hard and rough and a tad scary. Not to mention, heโs part of the club, and I swore never to get involved with that life. Just because Iโm nursing a broken heart doesnโt mean I need to go catch a raging case of the stupids. And that man could make any woman stupid. I fan my face with my hand, and Becca makes a hand signal that she needs a drink. I nod and follow Becca off the dance floor and toward the bar. Thankfully, when we get there, the uber hot but totally off-limits biker guy is gone. I sigh with relief, prop my arms on the bar, and lean forward, my hips still swaying to the music. โWhat can I get for ya?โ the bartender shouts over the music. โOne glass of water and a martini with no olives,โ I order, shouting just as loudly. โHey!โ Becca touches my shoulder and then leans close to my ear. โIโm gonna go use the bathroom. Meet you back here.โ I nod. The bartender returns and sets the drinks in front of me. โTen fifty.โ I pull out my credit card and handed it to him. โStart a tab.โ Beccaโs only drinking water tonight because sheโs drivingโa declaration she made on the drive here because she thinks I need to get drunk and do something Iโll regret in the morning. Then again, thatโs how Becca deals with problems. I, on the other hand, prefer to handle things with a tad more emotional maturity. So, I donโt plan to drink too much. I never do when I go out. But still, as the bartender takes the card from my hand, my stomach clenches. Ryan hated when I would start a bar tab. He said it was stupid and not financially responsible. Not that I need to worry about what he thinks anymore, but without him living in the same house with me, my finances are a little tighter than they were last month. A few drinks wonโt hurt, though. I push the concerns from my mind and sway my hips to the hypnotic beat. Itโs not every day my best friend lands a dream job. Plus, Iโm leaving in two days to go spend several weeks at Whispering Creek, my parentsโ cabin resort in the Upper Peninsula. Iโll be cut off from Becca and everyone else for close to a month. If that isnโt reason enough to go a little crazy tonight, then what is? Seriously, what is taking Becca so long? I grab the drinks and turn around, intent on meeting Becca near the bathrooms so we can easily spot each other in this crowd. Instead, I slam face first into a wall of hard muscle. Both of the drinks spill, coating my hands, but a majority ends up on the person I ran into. โOh.โ I lift my head, and my heart stops. The man whoโd been staring at me now stands in front of me. My face burns with embarrassment. โUh, yeah, I-Iโm sorry.โ Some of the liquid splashed up onto his face, too. God, how mortifying! I turn, set the cups on the bar, and grab a handful of napkins, which I then proceed to drop when I spin back around. Real smooth. He shrugs out of his kutte, then strips off his wet shirt, using it to dry his face. The sight of his chest and abs makes my throat go dry. I know Iโm staring, but I canโt help myself. Oh, every woman in this place is staring just as intently as I am. As I watch him rub the shirt across his chin, down his throat, and across his pecs, I can feel the lust pooling between my thighs, and I squeeze my legs together to ease the ache in my body . Images of being in his armsโundressed, sweaty, and in the midst of doing things that will get us banned from Heaven foreverโdance through my mind. This man is gorgeous. Perfection. A true gift from God. Heโs very clearly a bad boy, too, which only adds to his appeal. And heโs nothing like Ryan. I havenโt thought about another man like this in years, not sinceโฆ My eyes widen, and my heart beats against my ribcage. No. Please, God, no. And then he speaks. โEnjoy the show?โ His deep voice rubs against every nerve ending in my body, and my stomach clenches. โHello, Steven.โ My voice is cold and sharp. He blinks in confusion, and then I can see reality hitting him as hard as it hit me a second ago. I cross my arms and glare at him. His jaw drops, but he doesnโt speak. โI see you finally figured out how to stage a successful prison break.โ I frown. His lips curl into that much too familiar smile, and my traitorous body reacts in ways I donโt want it to. Then, he laughs, the sound just as deep and masculine and handsome as I remembered. โGood to see you again, Cassandra.โ He reaches around me to toss his wet shirt onto the bar, then he slips back into his kutte. The sight of him wearing that reminds me of every single reason why I hate him. Why I swore off the club and everyone involvedโincluding my own brother. Heโs the sole reason I got involved with Ryan in the first place, because Ryanโs safe. Practical. Stable. Dependable. โItโs Cassie now,โ I say. He raises a brow. โCassie, huh? I like it.โ โI donโt give a word.โ I shake my head. โDoes my brother know youโre here?โ โHeโs the reason Iโm here. Full pardon. Courtesy of Hothead.โ โHis name is Harland,โ I snap and narrow my eyes, rage boiling in my veins. Honestly, grown men running around calling each other by code names or nicknames or whatever they are is so dumb. How dare my brother help Steven get out of prison and not warn me? Then again, Harland has no idea what happened between me and Steven all those years ago, and if I have my way, he never will. No one will. Not even Becca knows. I take a deep breath, refusing to let Steven get to me anymore than he already has. โGuess thatโs one less person on my Christmas list.โ I shrug. โAnyway, sorry you invaded my personal space and got all wet.โ I smile sweetly and incline my head toward his shirtless chest. He simply stares at me with those eyes that had mesmerized me so much as a teen. Theyโre so blue, staring at me with an undeniable carnal knowledge. I shiver at the memory of just how much knowledge he has of me and my body. Unable to face him any longer, I crouch down and pick up the napkins I dropped. โHere, I got those.โ He lowers himself to my eye level. โIsnโt this beneath you?โ I grab a handful of napkins and stand. โDonโt you have groupies back at the club to do this kind of stuff for you?โ I slap the napkins onto the bar. โYou mean the club cats?โ He smirks, and I have the sudden urge to slap that look off his face. โNo, I mean the group of strays that follow you guys around in the hopes youโll toss them a scrap of trash every now and then.โ I once again cross my arms, daring him to deny the truth. The club can dress it up anyway they want, but thereโs no denying what the club cats areโwhores who do the brothersโ bidding and spread their legs with the hope of securing a marriage proposal someday. And I know this because Becca talked to my brother about becoming a club cat. He flat out refused her. Though, to this day, heโs never said why. Steven doesnโt respond, which only enrages me more. I drop my arms to my sides. โNext time you see my brother, tell him to go himself. Courtesy of his baby sister.โ I shoulder past Steven, more than ready to find Becca and go home. But Steven grabs my arm, and I freeze. | Lov001 | 27 | https://www.facebook.com/100092415384764/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195060 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004050 | 1746634323 | 1634 | a.weloveread.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://a.weloveread.com/ad/bG92ZXJlYWQvMzI1NDQxLzIwMjQxMDE0MTAyNDE3L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.0234629952871E+14 | Lov001 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462851495_1039679494548243_3278605984155808946_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=LEIT45yEuG8Q7kNvgFnnAaf&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AAnNHv4bQSZixlWegpMPFSG&oh=00_AYDs-BXtbSwSPreM1MzPRFj9dLFoY61yV4L648ZzuYTf0g&oe=671461A7 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Shortly after I signed the papers and started talking about our future, Ryan dropped the bomb that he didnโt want kids. Then, six months later, he told me heโd had a vasectomy a year prior. That was the day my entire world shattered. Five years of my life. Wasted. No marriage proposal on the horizon, definitely no kids. And I refuse to stay in a relationship that isnโt going anywhere. Iโm not getting any younger, and Iโm not going to let some man steal all of my dreams and my best years. So, I did the only thing I couldโI broke up with him and kicked him out of my house. That was three weeks ago. โโโโโโโโ I stand at the back door of my small house and look at the fenced in yard. When Ryan and I were searching for places to rent in, weโd looked at several apartments, but then my brother recommended this place. I immediately fell in love with it. Ryan hadnโt. But Iโd refused to give it up, and so, Iโd bought the place myself, without his help. The house is absolutely perfect. With two bedrooms and a rather large kitchen, which is good because I love to cook, the little bungalow is the perfect size for me. Ultimately, the backyard is what sold me, though. The moment I saw it, I imagined a child running around out there. The image had been so vivid; Iโd even heard the laughter. Shortly after I signed the papers and started talking about our future, Ryan dropped the bomb that he didnโt want kids. Then, six months later, he told me heโd had a vasectomy a year prior. That was the day my entire world shattered. Five years of my life. Wasted. No marriage proposal on the horizon, definitely no kids. And I refuse to stay in a relationship that isnโt going anywhere. Iโm not getting any younger, and Iโm not going to let some man steal all of my dreams and my best years. So, I did the only thing I couldโI broke up with him and kicked him out of my house. That was three weeks ago. My emotions are still all over the place. Sometimes, at night, when Iโm all alone in this house, I miss him so much it physically hurt. Too many nights I cry myself to sleep, or just cry until I give myself a headache, and then I pop some pills and pass out. My beverage collection has dwindled considerably, too. As much as everything still hurts, the urge to call him and beg him to come back, to agree to live without marriage or kids, is getting less and less with each passing day. But some days are worse than others. Today is one of the worse days. The doorbell chimes, startling me from my thoughts. Iโm not expecting company tonight, but Iโll be lying if I say Iโm not secretly hoping Ryan is here. He hasnโt once bothered to call or come over or even talk to me since I ended the relationship. โComing!โ I go to the door and swing it open. โOh, hey, Becca. Whatโre you doing here?โ I stop and do a double take. โWhy are you so dressed up?โ Sheโs wearing a tight red dress and matching red stilettos. Her makeup is on point, and she looks fantastic. โYouโve been crying again.โ Becca walks inside, her heels clicking against the tile floor. โUm, no.โ I wipe my cheeks and am happy to see my hands come away dry. I havenโt been sleeping worth trash, though, so Iโm sure my eyes are red and puffy. โYou didnโt answer my question.โ I close the door. โIโm here to take you out.โ Becca grins. โOh no.โ I shake my head. Beccaโs been trying to get me to go out clubbing since the day I broke up with Ryan, and I keep refusing. Iโm not ready to meet anyone new. Not yet. Itโs still too soon. โIโm really not in the mood,โ I say. โYouโve been saying that for weeks now. Itโs time to stop crying over Ryan and get yoursef back up on the horse.โ I roll my eyes. โIโm not dressed to go out. Besides, itโs a Tuesday night. You really think anyone decent is going to be out tonight? I highly doubt it.โ Becca sighs with frustration. โListen, you need to get out of this house. I need a wing woman. And we need to celebrate.โ โCelebrate what?โ I flop down on the couch and tuck my knees to my chest. As soon as I got home from work, I put on a pair of sweatpants and one of Ryanโs T-shirts that heโd left behind. My hairโs in a messy bun on top of my head, and I have no makeup on. Iโm in no positionโphysically or emotionallyโto go out. โI got the job!โ Becca squeals. I jump off the couch and give my friend a hug. โOh my god! Thatโs amazing, Becca. Congratulations!โ Becca laughs. โIโm so excited. Thereโs no way I can stay home tonight.โ She pouts and bats her eyelashes in that over exaggerated way she always does. โPlease?โ I hate when Becca does that. She makes saying no impossible. The fact weโve been friends since high school doesnโt help, either. With a reluctant sigh, I nod. โAll right fine. Iโll go out with you tonight, but promise me we wonโt stay long.โ โDeal!โ Becca shrieks with excitement. โHurry up and get dressed.โ I take about half an hour to get ready, and as I study my reflection in the mirror, I smile. Maybe going out tonight is exactly what I need. Just getting dressed up makes me feel better than I have in days. I leave the bathroom and meet Becca back in the living room. Becca whistles. โOh girl, youโre a hottie.โ I laugh. I opted for my frayed denim skirt and my low-cut black top with sleeves that tie on my shoulders. A pair of black sandals complete my outfit. My clothes are nowhere near as beautiful as Beccaโs tight, red dress, but at least Iโm comfortable. I grab my purse. โLetโs go before I change my mind.โ I playfully shove Becca out the door. We arrive at The Savage Cat, the only night club here, Michigan, and the line to get in is around the block. Lucky for us, I have a fast pass straight to the front of line. The popular dance club is owned by the Savage Bloods Motorcycle Club, of which my brother is the very proud President. I canโt stand that stupid club, or the lifestyle, and I go out of my way to avoid everything involving the Savage Bloods. Unfortunately, when you live in a tiny armpit of a town, you donโt have many choices for entertainment. Becca, however, is fascinated with the Savage Bloods and will do everything she can to hang out with them. She wonโt openly admit it to me, but I know sheโs hooked up with several of the brothers. She swears sheโs never so much as thought about my brother in that way, but Iโm not sure I believe that. At a little after ten, the place is already packed, as usual. I push way through the crowd and toward the dance floor. That is why we came here after all. Ryan hates to dance, and even though I always tell him he doesnโt have to get on the dance floor with me, he still refuses to take me anywhere that involves the activity. Memories like those make me grateful that I had the courage to leave him. I really need to learn to hold onto the bad memories and stop dwelling on all the great ones. Dealing with the hurt when Iโm angry is so much easier. The music is so loud it rattles the chairs and tables, and the floor is sticky from spilled beverage. But I donโt care. Being out with my best friend, cutting lose, not caring about anything or anyone is freeing. I canโt remember the last time I just had fun like this. Becca grabs my arm and leans forward. โThat guy.โ Becca points to someone behind me. I turn to see who Becca is pointing at, and I freeze. Leaning against the bar is a man. A very , very muscular, very dangerous looking man. Dark, shoulder length hair. Icy blue eyes. Jeans with a bulging crotch. Black T-shirt that stretches deliciously across his shoulders and chest. My heart races at the sight of him, but more so because heโs staring right at me. But then I notice heโs also wearing a goddman kutte covered with the Savage Bloods insignia. Because of course heโs part of the club. A bottle is pinched between his fingers, and heโs standing there like he owns this place. Cocky arrogance radiates off him, and he clearly owns that. Heโs 100 percent pure male. Pure trouble. And one million percent not my type of guy. Yet, I canโt seem to stop staring at him. Heโs everything Ryan isnโt, and that excites me in a way I donโt like. I donโt look away, and neither does he. Thereโs something familiar about him, though, and I narrow my eyes, studying him. Do I know him? That wouldnโt be so far-fetched considering Iโve met everyone in the Savage Bloods at least once before. Still, something nags at the back of my mind. โHeโs staring at you,โ Becca shouts over the music, jerking me from my thoughts. โYou should go talk to him.โ โNo.โ I shake my head. Turning away from his heated stare, I focus on dancing with Becca, but I can feel his gaze on me, feel the way heโs undressing me with his eyes, devouring me. Maybe Beccaโs right. Maybe I need to take the plunge and go talk to him. Doing so will certainly get myโฆ Iโm not sure I can handle a guy like that. Heโs so hard and rough and a tad scary. Not to mention, heโs part of the club, and I swore never to get involved with that life. Just because Iโm nursing a broken heart doesnโt mean I need to go catch a raging case of the stupids. And that man could make any woman stupid. I fan my face with my hand, and Becca makes a hand signal that she needs a drink. I nod and follow Becca off the dance floor and toward the bar. Thankfully, when we get there, the uber hot but totally off-limits biker guy is gone. I sigh with relief, prop my arms on the bar, and lean forward, my hips still swaying to the music. โWhat can I get for ya?โ the bartender shouts over the music. โOne glass of water and a martini with no olives,โ I order, shouting just as loudly. โHey!โ Becca touches my shoulder and then leans close to my ear. โIโm gonna go use the bathroom. Meet you back here.โ I nod. The bartender returns and sets the drinks in front of me. โTen fifty.โ I pull out my credit card and handed it to him. โStart a tab.โ Beccaโs only drinking water tonight because sheโs drivingโa declaration she made on the drive here because she thinks I need to get drunk and do something Iโll regret in the morning. Then again, thatโs how Becca deals with problems. I, on the other hand, prefer to handle things with a tad more emotional maturity. So, I donโt plan to drink too much. I never do when I go out. But still, as the bartender takes the card from my hand, my stomach clenches. Ryan hated when I would start a bar tab. He said it was stupid and not financially responsible. Not that I need to worry about what he thinks anymore, but without him living in the same house with me, my finances are a little tighter than they were last month. A few drinks wonโt hurt, though. I push the concerns from my mind and sway my hips to the hypnotic beat. Itโs not every day my best friend lands a dream job. Plus, Iโm leaving in two days to go spend several weeks at Whispering Creek, my parentsโ cabin resort in the Upper Peninsula. Iโll be cut off from Becca and everyone else for close to a month. If that isnโt reason enough to go a little crazy tonight, then what is? Seriously, what is taking Becca so long? I grab the drinks and turn around, intent on meeting Becca near the bathrooms so we can easily spot each other in this crowd. Instead, I slam face first into a wall of hard muscle. Both of the drinks spill, coating my hands, but a majority ends up on the person I ran into. โOh.โ I lift my head, and my heart stops. The man whoโd been staring at me now stands in front of me. My face burns with embarrassment. โUh, yeah, I-Iโm sorry.โ Some of the liquid splashed up onto his face, too. God, how mortifying! I turn, set the cups on the bar, and grab a handful of napkins, which I then proceed to drop when I spin back around. Real smooth. He shrugs out of his kutte, then strips off his wet shirt, using it to dry his face. The sight of his chest and abs makes my throat go dry. I know Iโm staring, but I canโt help myself. Oh, every woman in this place is staring just as intently as I am. As I watch him rub the shirt across his chin, down his throat, and across his pecs, I can feel the lust pooling between my thighs, and I squeeze my legs together to ease the ache in my body . Images of being in his armsโundressed, sweaty, and in the midst of doing things that will get us banned from Heaven foreverโdance through my mind. This man is gorgeous. Perfection. A true gift from God. Heโs very clearly a bad boy, too, which only adds to his appeal. And heโs nothing like Ryan. I havenโt thought about another man like this in years, not sinceโฆ My eyes widen, and my heart beats against my ribcage. No. Please, God, no. And then he speaks. โEnjoy the show?โ His deep voice rubs against every nerve ending in my body, and my stomach clenches. โHello, Steven.โ My voice is cold and sharp. He blinks in confusion, and then I can see reality hitting him as hard as it hit me a second ago. I cross my arms and glare at him. His jaw drops, but he doesnโt speak. โI see you finally figured out how to stage a successful prison break.โ I frown. His lips curl into that much too familiar smile, and my traitorous body reacts in ways I donโt want it to. Then, he laughs, the sound just as deep and masculine and handsome as I remembered. โGood to see you again, Cassandra.โ He reaches around me to toss his wet shirt onto the bar, then he slips back into his kutte. The sight of him wearing that reminds me of every single reason why I hate him. Why I swore off the club and everyone involvedโincluding my own brother. Heโs the sole reason I got involved with Ryan in the first place, because Ryanโs safe. Practical. Stable. Dependable. โItโs Cassie now,โ I say. He raises a brow. โCassie, huh? I like it.โ โI donโt give a word.โ I shake my head. โDoes my brother know youโre here?โ โHeโs the reason Iโm here. Full pardon. Courtesy of Hothead.โ โHis name is Harland,โ I snap and narrow my eyes, rage boiling in my veins. Honestly, grown men running around calling each other by code names or nicknames or whatever they are is so dumb. How dare my brother help Steven get out of prison and not warn me? Then again, Harland has no idea what happened between me and Steven all those years ago, and if I have my way, he never will. No one will. Not even Becca knows. I take a deep breath, refusing to let Steven get to me anymore than he already has. โGuess thatโs one less person on my Christmas list.โ I shrug. โAnyway, sorry you invaded my personal space and got all wet.โ I smile sweetly and incline my head toward his shirtless chest. He simply stares at me with those eyes that had mesmerized me so much as a teen. Theyโre so blue, staring at me with an undeniable carnal knowledge. I shiver at the memory of just how much knowledge he has of me and my body. Unable to face him any longer, I crouch down and pick up the napkins I dropped. โHere, I got those.โ He lowers himself to my eye level. โIsnโt this beneath you?โ I grab a handful of napkins and stand. โDonโt you have groupies back at the club to do this kind of stuff for you?โ I slap the napkins onto the bar. โYou mean the club cats?โ He smirks, and I have the sudden urge to slap that look off his face. โNo, I mean the group of strays that follow you guys around in the hopes youโll toss them a scrap of trash every now and then.โ I once again cross my arms, daring him to deny the truth. The club can dress it up anyway they want, but thereโs no denying what the club cats areโwhores who do the brothersโ bidding and spread their legs with the hope of securing a marriage proposal someday. And I know this because Becca talked to my brother about becoming a club cat. He flat out refused her. Though, to this day, heโs never said why. Steven doesnโt respond, which only enrages me more. I drop my arms to my sides. โNext time you see my brother, tell him to go himself. Courtesy of his baby sister.โ I shoulder past Steven, more than ready to find Becca and go home. But Steven grabs my arm, and I freeze. | Lov001 | 27 | https://www.facebook.com/100092415384764/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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When she saw him with his first love in bed, she signed the divorce papers in desperation and left bitterly. ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &2& | Good Story | 225 | https://www.facebook.com/100090635329790/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my l | Storyverse | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61567115634026/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8166 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195496 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004059 | 1746634321 | 1634 | m.novelworldoversea.com | Learn more | VIDEO | Click to read all chapters | https://m.novelworldoversea.com/4u9l6i45jg0.html | 4.181661680556E+14 | Storyverse | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463071036_3025098964299953_1025178686707455861_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_oeH3YUJIikQ7kNvgHYtvnN&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AYqVnTMXEnfZxzf8Wg899kk&oh=00_AYBXhY-Ua7nq592fXG1ktzWArWZuvP1aKUD9UtYt_oBAQg&oe=67145808 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Uncle Aleksei forced his hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. 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| 2195050 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004050 | 1746634321 | 1634 | itunes.apple.com | Install now | VIDEO | Read with Your Earsโคโค | http://itunes.apple.com/app/id6673898734 | 4.7607252558073E+14 | BestDrama | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462974989_871523091617249_4512319928759058444_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=jbN3Z_Kz7sIQ7kNvgFJ8asC&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ARa-v5aZExNATqyeVupUS01&oh=00_AYBksxPNA0mi9XEr8CZs0tnsSggQxTMZ8WuQ6jVW7mqJUA&oe=67143A7E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "Justin, though you are my twin sister's mate. My dad is really mad at you and Raven being mates." Twin sister Reagan said to my mate. "I don't mind rejecting her, but I would have been embarrassed to face my mate" Justin said. "My father has decided to appoint me as his future Alpha not my sister Raven. So, I will be your luna." Reagan said to Justin. ******** I silently run through the woods letting my wolf Emerald out tonight. She has been anxious all day, well really the last few days, and I could tell that she needed to come out for a run. Alpha Cole Walker is the Alpha of the Blood Walker pack. He is said to be one of the most dangerous Alphas in the United States. It is said that he would hurt anyone who dared to enter his pack uninvited. Due to this fact, most of our pack members studiously avoid this area altogether. My twin sister, Reagan, is the golden child of the pack. They all love her unconditionally. She is cherished and appreciated, no matter what she does. They all seem to ignore the fact that she is a horrible and mean she-wolf. I was born first, and with that should come the respect that after I find my mate, I will officially be the Luna here, and he will take over as the Alpha of the pack. Yet they all treat her as the next Luna. My sister and I are the only children that our parents had. The Goddess never blessed them with another child, even though they tried for years. My father, Alpha Graham Sullivan, is very strict with me. I am not allowed to leave my room other than to eat my meals and then return back to my room again. I am also not allowed to leave our pack for any reason. I have never even crossed the border of the Sliver Blade pack in my life. I was the Alpha's daughter, but I was not a valued member of this pack. Telling on me has always resulted in a bonus for whoever told on me to my father. I have had to learn how to overcome this on my own. It has made me very independent over the years, as well as a very good climber. I use the tree outside my window at the pack house, to climb up and down to get in and out of my room. From my vantage point, I can see who is coming now and rolled my eyes so hard I almost saw my brain. It was Reagan, and she was pulling the arm of a pretty large guy, as she headed toward the grassy bank near my tree. I realized right this moment that I have picked a terrible place to hide. I should have doubled back and then climbed in my window to my room and I would have been safe and sound in my room. Reagan is clearly out with one of her many men, as she was allowed to stay out and do whatever she wanted to. I mean how else could she beat me to finding her mate if she didn't flirt with all the unmated men in our pack? I rolled my eyes again and then froze when I looked at them again and got a good look at his face. That smell coming off of him was starting to drive me wild, he smelled like freshly baked cinnamon buns, and I was now pissed off. She had come here with the guy that I had a crush on, someone with whom she had never shown any interest in before. It was our Beta's son and the guy that I have had a crush on for the last year and a half. "No, don't stop them, Raven, she has already been dating with him for the last few months. This is not the first time, it has been well before he returned to the pack earlier this week. They are together now, dating, and they have both vowed to reject their actual mates to stay together to take over and run this pack. Please, just try to bear it, I will help you get through it. I am glad that you are in a secure location, this may make you pass out" Emerald linked me, and I felt physically sick. "How do you know this? Did she know that he is my mate? Why can't I approach him? Maybe he wants me, Emerald. Please let me stop this. He might not know that I am his mate, he may still want me, want US! I don't want to lose him, Emerald. He may not be aware his true mate is here. Can't he already smell our scent up here, like I smelled his scent? Are you sure that this is the only way? Please Emerald" I linked her back, and I feel the tears that are already sliding down my face. I have questions, and I need answers. I am frustrated. I don't want to give up on my true mate. He doesn't even know that I am here, and I do want him. I don't want to give him up, especially not to my sister Reagan. I don't know if I can survive this level of betrayal. "I can't wait for mom and dad to announce to the pack that we will be the Alpha and Luna tomorrow. This is something that I have really wanted for the last 8 years. I am so glad you decided that we could be chosen mates. " My sister says to my mate. "Besides, I am also glad that you are willing to lead the Silver Blade pack with me. I have a feeling that my freak of a sister who keeps staring at you is going to be crushed when she finds out that we are together. You dodged by deciding to accept me as your chosen mate. I know that she has a crush on you, so she would probably try to ask you out or something when she sees that you are back from break." She adds. "I think we will be so happy together. Raven will be so angry when she finds out that we planned this months ago. I cannot wait for her to find out. I even told mom to have her sit on the front row for the pack meeting tomorrow, so I can see her face when dad makes the announcement. I am going to put her next to you so it will hurt her more when dad calls you up on stage. When she realizes that her crush is going to be my mate, she is going to be so jealous of me. I am so going to get a picture of her face when she finds out, as I will want to remember that moment for a long time" I heard Reagan say to him, and I was so choked up I couldn't hold in the sob of pain that managed to escape. It wasn't loud, but with werewolf hearing, it was loud enough. I just stayed completely still and prayed that they hadn't heard me, but Justin started talking when my sob escaped, and they had no reaction, so I think I am safe. "I have always thought that you were a she-wolf, Reagan. I am so glad that you came up to my training with your offer, and for us to get extra special time together. If Raven were allowed to move around the pack, I don't think that she would be missing the fact that she is my mate. I scented her today when I got back to the pack and confirmed she is my mate. Per our agreement, I don't mind rejecting her, as I am clearly getting the better sister out of this deal. I would have been embarrassed to have to call that freak of nature my mate" Justin said, and with it, my heart was completely crushed. These two evil people deserved each other, and I will not waste another tear on his betrayal. He "chose" her, so he can keep her. She will never be faithful to him, and he will not ever be able to trust that their children are his either. She was just doing this to ensure that they become the next Alpha and Luna. She is what he wanted, so she can have him. I am thoroughly disgusted by both of them, and I will not allow them to make me sad one more day. I had already decided to get out of this horrible pack, and I will not miss the Silver Blade pack for a second. "She is your mate? Are you serious? Oh, this is the best" Reagan said as she laughed out in joy at hearing this information. "Justin, why haven't you mentioned this to me before?" Reagan continued. "I just found out about it earlier today as I have been gone for my training for the last 4 months. I caught my mate's scent and followed it so I could go ahead and reject them. I realized it was coming from the Alpha level, and when I went up and it led me straight to her door, it was really faint, but I sensed it. She doesn't even know it yet. I am sure that this information is not going to go over well with your parents. They may be upset when they find out. Are they still going to want us to move forward with our plan? Or are they going to want me and Raven to be mates because we are true mates?" Justin asked Reagan. I have to admit, I was interested in her reply as well, but I already suspected what the answer was going to be. "Oh no Justin, you will definitely be staying with me. I know dad is really going to get a kick out of you and Raven being mates. Mom might feel a little bad for her, but I think that this is great. I could not be happier that her true mate, will become my chosen mate. We will rule the Silver Blade pack together, and it will hurt her every day to see us together. It is my pack any way, it was never going to be hers. Maybe if we are lucky since she doesn't have a wolf, she won't be able to scent you, and your rejection might even hurt her when you do it. That would be the best-case scenario for all of us" Reagan said, and I could tell that Justin was a little shocked at how hateful she was. Reagan could tell that Justin was not liking this side of her so she quickly changed her attitude and started cooing at Justin, "She doesn't deserve you, baby, I love you and I want you. Hopefully, you will come to love me too. I was just worried, I don't want you falling in love with my sister after we have already mated." Reagan said to Justin, looking up at him adoringly through her long lashes. I have to admit, she really knows how to work people to do what she wants them to. Her ability to look innocent and pure is without measure, she could have been an actress. "Dad hates Raven. He will be very happy about this. He has never loved her since the day that she was born. Mom might be a little upset, but she will get over it. She and dad are chosen mates, she gave up her true mate to become the Luna of the Silver Blade pack. She did it herself, and if it is good enough for her, then it is good enough for me to do it as well. We make the perfect couple. We will have strong pups, and our pack will flourish" Reagan said, and I am stunned. I knew my dad was mean, but to hate me, why? What reason could he possibly have for hating me? My parents have told the whole pack numerous times through the years that they were true mates. They are very affectionate with each other in front of the pack. I didn't even know that they weren't true mates. What else don't I know about them? "We will do the same thing. You will have to reject Raven first thing in the morning, or after the pack meeting. But you will have to do it where no one else will hear you. Dad is going to tell the pack that we are true mates, so they will fully support us. Dad thinks that it would be a mistake to not have the pack's full support behind us when we go to take it over from my parents" Reagan said, and I am amazed at all the plans that they have kept away from me. Just another thing that shows how much difference there is between Reagan and me. I hear them touching again and wonder when they plan on leaving the area, don't they need to get back to the pack house? I narrow my eyes at Reagan, as she is ecstatic about getting to truly rub all of my misfortune in right now. Justin is getting the opportunity to reject me, so the situation that we are now in is all positive for them. "Raven, why are you out of the house? Are you supposed to be out here? Are you OK? That fall looked like it hurt pretty bad" I hear my sister ask me with an innocent look on her face like she cared about me. She was fully aware of how I am kept a prisoner here at the Silver Blade pack. I really have to get out of here. I needed to check and see how badly I am hurt because I don't know if I even have time to go pack a bag now. I may be having to leave here with nothing, but I am OK with that. I just need to get the heck out of here. I will figure out what I need to do after I am safely free of Silver Blade. "Are you ignoring me, Raven? Are you sure you want to do that to me? Fine then, I will just make sure that you get punished for leaving your room. You are not supposed to be out here anyway. I will just let dad know that you are out here, and he will take care of you" Reagan said with a smirk, and then she started mind linking. I and my wolf were running away from this pack. But they caught us immediately. "If you come back here now Raven, I won't punish you for leaving your room without permission" I heard my father tell me. "Nothing in the world could possess me to do that father," I told him, and I see his eyes glazing over as he goes to link someone. I could care less what they have to say to me, and I turned to walk away. "You will get punishment in the Blood Walker pack. You know how dangerous they are Raven, you have heard this fact for your whole life. They cannot be trusted, and you are now a rogue. We have told you, and the whole pack, exactly what happens to those who trespass on their land. The moment they scent you they will move in, and you will die today. Is that what you want? Do you want to die? I will get you more freedom in the pack. I will allow you to go to the library every day instead of once a week. How does that sound?" my mother's voice is calming and comforting. She has never before sounded as nice as this, and I know that dad put her up to try to lure me back into the Siler Blade pack. They must be desperate to do it, so I want to see how far they intended to go with it. "Let me ask you this mother. Was the plan to get Justin to take Reagan as a chosen mate her idea, or dad's?" I asked her. Mom is not a very good liar. I can see her expression as we are only about 20 feet apart from each other right now. "I don't know what you are talking about Raven, they are mates," my mom said to me, and now I smirk at her. Clearly, mom was keeping me out of the loop and doesn't know that I know for a fact that they aren't. "Thanks for always lying to me mom. That makes it so much easier on me. I will not be coming back to the Silver Blade pack. This is the last time, Goddess willing, that you all will probably see me and actually I am welcoming the death that is coming to me. It will be better than the life I have lived since Reagan tried to hurt me, and my own dad called me a liar when I told him what actually happened. Justin is not her mate mom, and I know this because he is MY mate. It is disgusting what all you three have done to me and allowed to be done to me my whole life. I never deserved to be treated the way I was. I can only hope that I can find my way and get to live a life that allows me to find someone who loves me and realizes that I am a good person. I don't think that is too much to ask for, do you mom? It seems like you and dad are willing to do anything to get me to come back over the fence, but we both know that if I did come back, I would either immediately be thrown in the cells. So, I will take my chances over here, where at least I have a chance" I told them and turned again to leave. I only made it a few steps before I was stopped again by my father's hateful words. "You are ungrateful daughter, How do you have the nerve to say that to me? I have clothed and fed you, provided you a room, and let you go to school. I did take care of you, and it is disgusting to see how you repay me. Lying about Justin being your mate. Trying to take your sister's mate away from her. I know that I can speak for your mother as well as myself when I say that we hope the Blood Walker pack disposes of you quickly. I only wish I could punish you myself" my dad roared out, and the hate was coming off of him in waves. "You disgust me father," I told him and the tone I used to draw out the word father let him know just how little I thought of him being my father. "I have never done anything to cause a problem or disruption in the pack, or in the family. I did what I was told this whole time. Even as knowing that you let the whole pack know that I was fair game if they wanted to hurt me, and they did dad, over and over again. You know what, it was my family that really took the award for the most torment. Your unwarranted hate, mom never supporting me, and my sister allowed to try to hurt me, and incite others up against me made me realize that life will be much better on this side of the border than it was on that side. Even if I only live an hour more, it would be better than the years I spent over there." I wiped off my tears and walked past them, suddenly, I hear something coming to meโฆ >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Immerse yourself further! Get the app to continue this incredible audiobook. Search for ID: 98441 | BestDrama | 0 | https://www.facebook.com/61567079787096/ | 0 | INSTALL_MOBILE_APP | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? 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Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my l | Storyverse | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61567115634026/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195099 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634322 | 1634 | c.whastory.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://c.whastory.com/ad/bnV0cmVhZHMvMzI1NTU3LzIwMjQxMDE0MTAzMjIzL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.8142321172642E+14 | Wha002 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462909916_887462266682846_6081265635035789321_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=4Nqz0zldCnsQ7kNvgHiMYO6&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ATyB-iJp-VTsh8duh2-ylr4&oh=00_AYA0_itR67Ln4znI_cDGT6RWLZ3jWsa4zZ-sreqOcT7BvQ&oe=671441F8 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. Axel. The look on his face confused me but I didn't have time to think about it before my world went black. | Wha002 | 58 | https://www.facebook.com/61554783541379/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I gave birth to the child in a small town hospital, I received a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband has gone crazy looking for you." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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| 2195078 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634322 | 1634 | a.weloveread.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://a.weloveread.com/ad/bG92ZXJlYWQvMzI1NDQxLzIwMjQxMDE0MTAyNDE3L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.0234629952871E+14 | Lov001 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463013791_886850629716559_262050283967546866_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=2HZJwnePBLYQ7kNvgGagaEw&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AgROJs9sG72OusaRJR2y27V&oh=00_AYAi6v_O2EFR1Ar1OvXSNlWY9SPmMs2nBah4NGrRFN9m0w&oe=67145C0C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Shortly after I signed the papers and started talking about our future, Ryan dropped the bomb that he didnโt want kids. Then, six months later, he told me heโd had a vasectomy a year prior. That was the day my entire world shattered. Five years of my life. Wasted. No marriage proposal on the horizon, definitely no kids. And I refuse to stay in a relationship that isnโt going anywhere. Iโm not getting any younger, and Iโm not going to let some man steal all of my dreams and my best years. So, I did the only thing I couldโI broke up with him and kicked him out of my house. That was three weeks ago. โโโโโโโโ I stand at the back door of my small house and look at the fenced in yard. When Ryan and I were searching for places to rent in, weโd looked at several apartments, but then my brother recommended this place. I immediately fell in love with it. Ryan hadnโt. But Iโd refused to give it up, and so, Iโd bought the place myself, without his help. The house is absolutely perfect. With two bedrooms and a rather large kitchen, which is good because I love to cook, the little bungalow is the perfect size for me. Ultimately, the backyard is what sold me, though. The moment I saw it, I imagined a child running around out there. The image had been so vivid; Iโd even heard the laughter. Shortly after I signed the papers and started talking about our future, Ryan dropped the bomb that he didnโt want kids. Then, six months later, he told me heโd had a vasectomy a year prior. That was the day my entire world shattered. Five years of my life. Wasted. No marriage proposal on the horizon, definitely no kids. And I refuse to stay in a relationship that isnโt going anywhere. Iโm not getting any younger, and Iโm not going to let some man steal all of my dreams and my best years. So, I did the only thing I couldโI broke up with him and kicked him out of my house. That was three weeks ago. My emotions are still all over the place. Sometimes, at night, when Iโm all alone in this house, I miss him so much it physically hurt. Too many nights I cry myself to sleep, or just cry until I give myself a headache, and then I pop some pills and pass out. My beverage collection has dwindled considerably, too. As much as everything still hurts, the urge to call him and beg him to come back, to agree to live without marriage or kids, is getting less and less with each passing day. But some days are worse than others. Today is one of the worse days. The doorbell chimes, startling me from my thoughts. Iโm not expecting company tonight, but Iโll be lying if I say Iโm not secretly hoping Ryan is here. He hasnโt once bothered to call or come over or even talk to me since I ended the relationship. โComing!โ I go to the door and swing it open. โOh, hey, Becca. Whatโre you doing here?โ I stop and do a double take. โWhy are you so dressed up?โ Sheโs wearing a tight red dress and matching red stilettos. Her makeup is on point, and she looks fantastic. โYouโve been crying again.โ Becca walks inside, her heels clicking against the tile floor. โUm, no.โ I wipe my cheeks and am happy to see my hands come away dry. I havenโt been sleeping worth trash, though, so Iโm sure my eyes are red and puffy. โYou didnโt answer my question.โ I close the door. โIโm here to take you out.โ Becca grins. โOh no.โ I shake my head. Beccaโs been trying to get me to go out clubbing since the day I broke up with Ryan, and I keep refusing. Iโm not ready to meet anyone new. Not yet. Itโs still too soon. โIโm really not in the mood,โ I say. โYouโve been saying that for weeks now. Itโs time to stop crying over Ryan and get yoursef back up on the horse.โ I roll my eyes. โIโm not dressed to go out. Besides, itโs a Tuesday night. You really think anyone decent is going to be out tonight? I highly doubt it.โ Becca sighs with frustration. โListen, you need to get out of this house. I need a wing woman. And we need to celebrate.โ โCelebrate what?โ I flop down on the couch and tuck my knees to my chest. As soon as I got home from work, I put on a pair of sweatpants and one of Ryanโs T-shirts that heโd left behind. My hairโs in a messy bun on top of my head, and I have no makeup on. Iโm in no positionโphysically or emotionallyโto go out. โI got the job!โ Becca squeals. I jump off the couch and give my friend a hug. โOh my god! Thatโs amazing, Becca. Congratulations!โ Becca laughs. โIโm so excited. Thereโs no way I can stay home tonight.โ She pouts and bats her eyelashes in that over exaggerated way she always does. โPlease?โ I hate when Becca does that. She makes saying no impossible. The fact weโve been friends since high school doesnโt help, either. With a reluctant sigh, I nod. โAll right fine. Iโll go out with you tonight, but promise me we wonโt stay long.โ โDeal!โ Becca shrieks with excitement. โHurry up and get dressed.โ I take about half an hour to get ready, and as I study my reflection in the mirror, I smile. Maybe going out tonight is exactly what I need. Just getting dressed up makes me feel better than I have in days. I leave the bathroom and meet Becca back in the living room. Becca whistles. โOh girl, youโre a hottie.โ I laugh. I opted for my frayed denim skirt and my low-cut black top with sleeves that tie on my shoulders. A pair of black sandals complete my outfit. My clothes are nowhere near as beautiful as Beccaโs tight, red dress, but at least Iโm comfortable. I grab my purse. โLetโs go before I change my mind.โ I playfully shove Becca out the door. We arrive at The Savage Cat, the only night club here, Michigan, and the line to get in is around the block. Lucky for us, I have a fast pass straight to the front of line. The popular dance club is owned by the Savage Bloods Motorcycle Club, of which my brother is the very proud President. I canโt stand that stupid club, or the lifestyle, and I go out of my way to avoid everything involving the Savage Bloods. Unfortunately, when you live in a tiny armpit of a town, you donโt have many choices for entertainment. Becca, however, is fascinated with the Savage Bloods and will do everything she can to hang out with them. She wonโt openly admit it to me, but I know sheโs hooked up with several of the brothers. She swears sheโs never so much as thought about my brother in that way, but Iโm not sure I believe that. At a little after ten, the place is already packed, as usual. I push way through the crowd and toward the dance floor. That is why we came here after all. Ryan hates to dance, and even though I always tell him he doesnโt have to get on the dance floor with me, he still refuses to take me anywhere that involves the activity. Memories like those make me grateful that I had the courage to leave him. I really need to learn to hold onto the bad memories and stop dwelling on all the great ones. Dealing with the hurt when Iโm angry is so much easier. The music is so loud it rattles the chairs and tables, and the floor is sticky from spilled beverage. But I donโt care. Being out with my best friend, cutting lose, not caring about anything or anyone is freeing. I canโt remember the last time I just had fun like this. Becca grabs my arm and leans forward. โThat guy.โ Becca points to someone behind me. I turn to see who Becca is pointing at, and I freeze. Leaning against the bar is a man. A very , very muscular, very dangerous looking man. Dark, shoulder length hair. Icy blue eyes. Jeans with a bulging crotch. Black T-shirt that stretches deliciously across his shoulders and chest. My heart races at the sight of him, but more so because heโs staring right at me. But then I notice heโs also wearing a goddman kutte covered with the Savage Bloods insignia. Because of course heโs part of the club. A bottle is pinched between his fingers, and heโs standing there like he owns this place. Cocky arrogance radiates off him, and he clearly owns that. Heโs 100 percent pure male. Pure trouble. And one million percent not my type of guy. Yet, I canโt seem to stop staring at him. Heโs everything Ryan isnโt, and that excites me in a way I donโt like. I donโt look away, and neither does he. Thereโs something familiar about him, though, and I narrow my eyes, studying him. Do I know him? That wouldnโt be so far-fetched considering Iโve met everyone in the Savage Bloods at least once before. Still, something nags at the back of my mind. โHeโs staring at you,โ Becca shouts over the music, jerking me from my thoughts. โYou should go talk to him.โ โNo.โ I shake my head. Turning away from his heated stare, I focus on dancing with Becca, but I can feel his gaze on me, feel the way heโs undressing me with his eyes, devouring me. Maybe Beccaโs right. Maybe I need to take the plunge and go talk to him. Doing so will certainly get myโฆ Iโm not sure I can handle a guy like that. Heโs so hard and rough and a tad scary. Not to mention, heโs part of the club, and I swore never to get involved with that life. Just because Iโm nursing a broken heart doesnโt mean I need to go catch a raging case of the stupids. And that man could make any woman stupid. I fan my face with my hand, and Becca makes a hand signal that she needs a drink. I nod and follow Becca off the dance floor and toward the bar. Thankfully, when we get there, the uber hot but totally off-limits biker guy is gone. I sigh with relief, prop my arms on the bar, and lean forward, my hips still swaying to the music. โWhat can I get for ya?โ the bartender shouts over the music. โOne glass of water and a martini with no olives,โ I order, shouting just as loudly. โHey!โ Becca touches my shoulder and then leans close to my ear. โIโm gonna go use the bathroom. Meet you back here.โ I nod. The bartender returns and sets the drinks in front of me. โTen fifty.โ I pull out my credit card and handed it to him. โStart a tab.โ Beccaโs only drinking water tonight because sheโs drivingโa declaration she made on the drive here because she thinks I need to get drunk and do something Iโll regret in the morning. Then again, thatโs how Becca deals with problems. I, on the other hand, prefer to handle things with a tad more emotional maturity. So, I donโt plan to drink too much. I never do when I go out. But still, as the bartender takes the card from my hand, my stomach clenches. Ryan hated when I would start a bar tab. He said it was stupid and not financially responsible. Not that I need to worry about what he thinks anymore, but without him living in the same house with me, my finances are a little tighter than they were last month. A few drinks wonโt hurt, though. I push the concerns from my mind and sway my hips to the hypnotic beat. Itโs not every day my best friend lands a dream job. Plus, Iโm leaving in two days to go spend several weeks at Whispering Creek, my parentsโ cabin resort in the Upper Peninsula. Iโll be cut off from Becca and everyone else for close to a month. If that isnโt reason enough to go a little crazy tonight, then what is? Seriously, what is taking Becca so long? I grab the drinks and turn around, intent on meeting Becca near the bathrooms so we can easily spot each other in this crowd. Instead, I slam face first into a wall of hard muscle. Both of the drinks spill, coating my hands, but a majority ends up on the person I ran into. โOh.โ I lift my head, and my heart stops. The man whoโd been staring at me now stands in front of me. My face burns with embarrassment. โUh, yeah, I-Iโm sorry.โ Some of the liquid splashed up onto his face, too. God, how mortifying! I turn, set the cups on the bar, and grab a handful of napkins, which I then proceed to drop when I spin back around. Real smooth. He shrugs out of his kutte, then strips off his wet shirt, using it to dry his face. The sight of his chest and abs makes my throat go dry. I know Iโm staring, but I canโt help myself. Oh, every woman in this place is staring just as intently as I am. As I watch him rub the shirt across his chin, down his throat, and across his pecs, I can feel the lust pooling between my thighs, and I squeeze my legs together to ease the ache in my body . Images of being in his armsโundressed, sweaty, and in the midst of doing things that will get us banned from Heaven foreverโdance through my mind. This man is gorgeous. Perfection. A true gift from God. Heโs very clearly a bad boy, too, which only adds to his appeal. And heโs nothing like Ryan. I havenโt thought about another man like this in years, not sinceโฆ My eyes widen, and my heart beats against my ribcage. No. Please, God, no. And then he speaks. โEnjoy the show?โ His deep voice rubs against every nerve ending in my body, and my stomach clenches. โHello, Steven.โ My voice is cold and sharp. He blinks in confusion, and then I can see reality hitting him as hard as it hit me a second ago. I cross my arms and glare at him. His jaw drops, but he doesnโt speak. โI see you finally figured out how to stage a successful prison break.โ I frown. His lips curl into that much too familiar smile, and my traitorous body reacts in ways I donโt want it to. Then, he laughs, the sound just as deep and masculine and handsome as I remembered. โGood to see you again, Cassandra.โ He reaches around me to toss his wet shirt onto the bar, then he slips back into his kutte. The sight of him wearing that reminds me of every single reason why I hate him. Why I swore off the club and everyone involvedโincluding my own brother. Heโs the sole reason I got involved with Ryan in the first place, because Ryanโs safe. Practical. Stable. Dependable. โItโs Cassie now,โ I say. He raises a brow. โCassie, huh? I like it.โ โI donโt give a word.โ I shake my head. โDoes my brother know youโre here?โ โHeโs the reason Iโm here. Full pardon. Courtesy of Hothead.โ โHis name is Harland,โ I snap and narrow my eyes, rage boiling in my veins. Honestly, grown men running around calling each other by code names or nicknames or whatever they are is so dumb. How dare my brother help Steven get out of prison and not warn me? Then again, Harland has no idea what happened between me and Steven all those years ago, and if I have my way, he never will. No one will. Not even Becca knows. I take a deep breath, refusing to let Steven get to me anymore than he already has. โGuess thatโs one less person on my Christmas list.โ I shrug. โAnyway, sorry you invaded my personal space and got all wet.โ I smile sweetly and incline my head toward his shirtless chest. He simply stares at me with those eyes that had mesmerized me so much as a teen. Theyโre so blue, staring at me with an undeniable carnal knowledge. I shiver at the memory of just how much knowledge he has of me and my body. Unable to face him any longer, I crouch down and pick up the napkins I dropped. โHere, I got those.โ He lowers himself to my eye level. โIsnโt this beneath you?โ I grab a handful of napkins and stand. โDonโt you have groupies back at the club to do this kind of stuff for you?โ I slap the napkins onto the bar. โYou mean the club cats?โ He smirks, and I have the sudden urge to slap that look off his face. โNo, I mean the group of strays that follow you guys around in the hopes youโll toss them a scrap of trash every now and then.โ I once again cross my arms, daring him to deny the truth. The club can dress it up anyway they want, but thereโs no denying what the club cats areโwhores who do the brothersโ bidding and spread their legs with the hope of securing a marriage proposal someday. 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| 2195788 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004063 | 1746634322 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Watch more | IMAGE | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=1136562474144993&rawadid=120213852482100533 | 1.0375126607215E+14 | Delighted Reading | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462876097_402830499534941_6440399067005408047_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Ixyrjl6QEIoQ7kNvgFcWQg4&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AW1ucEZX8J0LsxF3Q-mKJtu&oh=00_AYChVK6TLrZuiL2EwxJ_mXn_OtVt8rRn3TEewr-IGQ-tsA&oe=6714587C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | My husband is deeply in love with his first love. When I told him jokingly that I was pregnant, he told me seriously: "You can't have this baby." I loved him, but I didn't want to love him blindly, so I ran away. Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Delighted Reading | 8203 | https://www.facebook.com/100093179042627/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Delighted Reading | 8203 | https://www.facebook.com/100093179042627/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I gave birth to the child in a small town hospital, I received a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband has gone crazy looking for you." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I gave birth to the child in a small town hospital, I received a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband has gone crazy looking for you." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I gave birth to the child in a small town hospital, I received a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband has gone crazy looking for you." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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| 2195842 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004064 | 1746634322 | 1634 | amazon.com | Download | IMAGE | Fall for the Villain | Slave to the Wolf King: Complete Series Bundle (Bound Series) | https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DGX4W5BQ?maas=maas_adg_35F5FA0B4C954F46E6F4EE43B50F86C7_afap_abs&ref_=aa_maas&tag=maas | 1.2925232360325E+14 | Author Aimee Lynn/Lane | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462775846_1064449895277282_8970601309616322929_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=py2au5RNbjcQ7kNvgGJBGKm&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ATkLehfFTcA3uXHid6ddidN&oh=00_AYBKplkEMlLcPy7DC_gJjOOqi1WfKKuWgHZZN8PHtf-r3A&oe=67146215 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | My breath caught when he began to slowly trace the neckline of the dress with one, calloused finger. The material was so light that when he trailed that finger down, it was as thrilling as if heโd touched my skin. But then he took hold of my shoulders and turned me around so my back was to his warm chest and he leaned in, pressing right at my back, his breath fluttering on my ear as he trailed the tips of his fingers from my neck, to the point of my shoulders, then down my arms. โThere is a lie among the males of your kind that pleasure is centered onโฆ sacred places.โ I shivered as the skin under his fingertips bloomed, the hair on my arms rising to meet his touch as he trailed them softly, slowly down my forearms. โEvery square inch of your skin hides one thousand nerve endings. Each one a tiny seed of sensation. Did you know that?โ His voice was rough, guttural. I shook my head and he chuckled and dropped his chin so his breath puffed, hot on my neck. Then he opened his mouth on the skin under my ear. My breath caught. Closing my eyes, I tipped my head back and aside to give him better access. A deep, approving rumble began in his chest, vibrating against my back. He rewarded me by lightly dragging those fingers back up my arm, so slowly that the goosebumps rushed ahead of his touch to sensitize the skin before he reached it. I shivered. โDo not be afraid, Jesse. I will paint you in pleasure,โ he rasped, his touch trailing all the way up my arms, then to my shoulders, then down to trace the lines of my collarbonesโฆ and when I bit my lip, he took hold of my chin in one hand and turned my head, forcing me to meet his eyes. His stunning, sapphire eyes that glowed so chillingly cold it was like being doused in ice-water. โBut do not deny me.โ โI wonโt,โ I whispered. โI donโt want to.โ He shuddered then, his eyes closing for a moment and his chin dropped so his lips brushed the top of my shoulder. โHow you feed my power so acutely, I do not know. But it isโฆ stunning, Jesse. If you can do this before weโve completed the bondโฆ I barely dare to hope how it will be once we have.โ I tensed, then, knowing what that meant. And he felt it. With a low growl, he let his hands slide down, kissing the side of my neck againโsofter, slowly, but his breath was getting faster, and I could feel the steel of him against my back. โSubmit to me, Jesse, and I will show you a world you didnโt know existed.โ His hands slid down and he began slowly furling up the skirt of my dress on both sides, concertinas of fabric gathering in his hands as the hem slowly climbed. My breath got faster too, goosebumps pebbling my back and raising the hair on my arms again. โI will,โ I whispered. โI told youโฆ protect me and Iโll give you everything you want.โ He groaned like heโd been struck and leaned into me so I felt the heat of him from my calves to my neck. โThen it is time, Kitten. Nowโฆ prepare yourself,โ he rasped. โWeโre going to make you truly mine.โ SLAVE TO THE WOLF KING by Aimee Lynn. Five books in one! Enjoy the entire #1 Bestselling saga (Radish, MyFavReads) on Kindle and Kindle Unlimited NOW | Author Aimee Lynn/Lane | 23 | https://www.facebook.com/61551483925825/ | 0 | DOWNLOAD | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195843 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004064 | 1746634322 | 1634 | amazon.com | Download | IMAGE | Fall for the Villain | Slave to the Wolf King: Complete Series Bundle (Bound Series) | https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DGX4W5BQ?maas=maas_adg_04E9EC122E7B29060FA31DE109386FA9_afap_abs&ref_=aa_maas&tag=maas | 1.2925232360325E+14 | Author Aimee Lynn/Lane | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462687530_895127688795181_4403886473332027256_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=eKZFZMe5j7gQ7kNvgEdy2M2&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ATkLehfFTcA3uXHid6ddidN&oh=00_AYCNvj5QrjB4ko5cKiWMrTQhFiyLu74laCro8W-yJSv8Ww&oe=6714609D | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | My breath caught when he began to slowly trace the neckline of the dress with one, calloused finger. The material was so light that when he trailed that finger down, it was as thrilling as if heโd touched my skin. But then he took hold of my shoulders and turned me around so my back was to his warm chest and he leaned in, pressing right at my back, his breath fluttering on my ear as he trailed the tips of his fingers from my neck, to the point of my shoulders, then down my arms. โThere is a lie among the males of your kind that pleasure is centered onโฆ sacred places.โ I shivered as the skin under his fingertips bloomed, the hair on my arms rising to meet his touch as he trailed them softly, slowly down my forearms. โEvery square inch of your skin hides one thousand nerve endings. Each one a tiny seed of sensation. Did you know that?โ His voice was rough, guttural. I shook my head and he chuckled and dropped his chin so his breath puffed, hot on my neck. Then he opened his mouth on the skin under my ear. My breath caught. Closing my eyes, I tipped my head back and aside to give him better access. A deep, approving rumble began in his chest, vibrating against my back. He rewarded me by lightly dragging those fingers back up my arm, so slowly that the goosebumps rushed ahead of his touch to sensitize the skin before he reached it. I shivered. โDo not be afraid, Jesse. I will paint you in pleasure,โ he rasped, his touch trailing all the way up my arms, then to my shoulders, then down to trace the lines of my collarbonesโฆ and when I bit my lip, he took hold of my chin in one hand and turned my head, forcing me to meet his eyes. His stunning, sapphire eyes that glowed so chillingly cold it was like being doused in ice-water. โBut do not deny me.โ โI wonโt,โ I whispered. โI donโt want to.โ He shuddered then, his eyes closing for a moment and his chin dropped so his lips brushed the top of my shoulder. โHow you feed my power so acutely, I do not know. But it isโฆ stunning, Jesse. If you can do this before weโve completed the bondโฆ I barely dare to hope how it will be once we have.โ I tensed, then, knowing what that meant. And he felt it. With a low growl, he let his hands slide down, kissing the side of my neck againโsofter, slowly, but his breath was getting faster, and I could feel the steel of him against my back. โSubmit to me, Jesse, and I will show you a world you didnโt know existed.โ His hands slid down and he began slowly furling up the skirt of my dress on both sides, concertinas of fabric gathering in his hands as the hem slowly climbed. My breath got faster too, goosebumps pebbling my back and raising the hair on my arms again. โI will,โ I whispered. โI told youโฆ protect me and Iโll give you everything you want.โ He groaned like heโd been struck and leaned into me so I felt the heat of him from my calves to my neck. โThen it is time, Kitten. Nowโฆ prepare yourself,โ he rasped. โWeโre going to make you truly mine.โ SLAVE TO THE WOLF KING by Aimee Lynn. Five books in one! Enjoy the entire #1 Bestselling saga (Radish, MyFavReads) on Kindle and Kindle Unlimited NOW | Author Aimee Lynn/Lane | 23 | https://www.facebook.com/61551483925825/ | 0 | DOWNLOAD | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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But the details leaked, causing her untimely death by a traitorous companion. She never knew the betrayer's identity. Miraculously, she got a new life, reborn as a girl with the same name. Determined to uncover truth and revenge for family, she seized the second chance. She planned to avenge loved ones. However, Joseph, a seemingly frail yet martial arts-skilled man who deeply fell for her, complicated her revenge plan. Now this new knowledge added more complexity to it. "B*tch! How dare you push Zoey down the stairs? You deserve to die!" At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. 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Large stone steps led up to large double doors that were flooded with many students, laughing and talking to their friends. The students noticed Indiana. She groaned quietly and swung her rucksack over her shoulder. She lowered her gaze as she walked up the steps that led to the school and didn't look up as she walked through the bustling corridors. She thought that if she couldn't see anyone, maybe they couldn't see her either. She knew she was being stupid. The town she and her mother had moved to wasn't small, but it wasn't big either. Not everyone knew each other personally, but they would recognize a new face from a mile away. This made Indianna's anxiety rise. She hated being noticed. She was most definitely an introvert. Indianna clutched her hands tighter around the strap of her rucksack and carried on down the corridor. She had come to the school a few days before and the Principal had shown her around, but she could only remember how to get to her locker. She fumbled with the lock and hurriedly grabbed the textbooks that were stacked neatly inside, stuffing them into her rucksack. Indiana hated that she could feel everyone's curious stares at her. She hated that she stood out. She swallowed nervously and looked at the crumpled piece of paper in her hands. She scanned the timetable and saw that her first lesson was history. After stuffing her timetable back into her pocket she braced herself and walked down the busy corridors, hoping to find her class. Indiana let out a sigh of relief when she found the classroom. It was relatively empty so she made a beeline straight to the back of the class. Now there were no eyes on her she let her shoulders relax and she leaned back in her chair. One year, she told herself. She had to survive for one year in this new town and then she was free. She would graduate and be able to go wherever she pleased. "Hi!" Indianna's heart jumped in her chest when a blonde, curly-haired girl appeared next to her. 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Indiana stiffened and shook her head. "No," she whispered. Her voice was gentle and soft. Brooke frowned. "No?" "Don't talk about that, please," Indiana said. "Talk about what?" Brooke asked, cocking her head to the side. "Biting," Indiana muttered. Brooke noticed how she grabbed her wrist, her eyes flashing with panic. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to I'll shut up now," Brooke said quickly and she looked up when a guy walked up to them. He had the same blond curly hair as Brooke and matching brown eyes. "Brooke, you're not terrorizing the new girl, are you?" He teased, smiling at Brooke. "No!" Brooke gasped and hit his arm. "Well, not purposely. Indiana, this is Brandon, my cousin. Bran, meet Indiana Hughs." "Hi," Brandon said warmly. "It's nice to meet you, Indiana." Indiana swallowed and looked up at him, forcing a smile. "Hello." "She's a little shy," Brooke said. "After a few minutes with you I'm sure that'll change," Brandon laughed. Indiana looked up at the clock on the wall and she groaned internally, less than ten minutes of the lesson had passed. If the year was going to pass as slowly as this she didn't know how she was going to survive. Indiana frowned when Brooke sighed. "Oh, great," she said as the classroom door opened and three guys walked in. Brooke made an effort to slouch down in her seat and avoid eye contact. Brandon glared at them. The two boys at the front were talking to one another. One was joking around, he had ginger hair and a carefree demeanor. The brown-haired boy was smiling, showing off his dimples. He seemed kind. Both of them were very attractive. The last guy made Indianna's heart race. His face was blank, his eyes dark and frightening. His hands were stuffed into the pockets of his jeans and she noticed tattoos covering his arms, the rest hidden by his white t-shirt. Indiana forced herself to look away. He was so incredibly gorgeous but so incredibly frightening. The rest of the class seemed to agree as they were all staring at him with wide eyes. Indiana couldn't tell if the looks he was receiving were lust or fear. The guy, who now looks irritable, ran his fingers through his dark hair, pushing it away from his chiseled face. "What?" He snapped. His voice was deep, stern, and projected throughout the classroom even though he barely raised it. One word from his mouth made Indianna's stomach fill with butterflies. "Who are they?" Indiana asked quietly, eyeing the guy as he sat down on the opposite side of the classroom. He kicked his feet back onto the desk and crossed his arms over his chest, turning to his two friends and joining in their conversation. "The ginger one is Kal and Ace is the brown-haired one," Brooke said. "The guy at the back is Greyson Evans," Brandon muttered. "Stay away from him," Brooke said firmly to Indiana. "He's fucked about half the school and I'm pretty sure he has like a billion STDs. He's also a dick." "I can hear you, Brooklyn." Indianna's eyes widened when Greyson turned in his seat and raised his eyebrows at Brooke. He raised an eyebrow at her. "Not gossiping again, are we?" "I'm just telling the truth," Brooke shrugged and smiled sweetly. "I'm very interested to hear what you have to say," Greyson urged, smirking. "I highly doubt you would enjoy hearing what I had to say," Brooke shrugged. Greyson sighed and his eyes flickered to Brandon who hadn't stopped glaring at the three guys since they entered the room. "Brandon, stop with the glaring. I will punch you and considering you're Brooklyn's cousin I know I shouldn't," he paused, his eyes glittering with dangerous amusement, "but you very well know I will." "Greyson," Brooke sighed. Indiana noticed how she seemed to be the only person in the room who wasn't looking at Greyson with fear-filled eyes. "You will not punch Brandon." "Like you'd be able to stop me, Brooklyn. You may be surprisingly high up on the school social ladder, but I know of a guy who can keep you on your leash." Greyson's two friends both laughed and he smirked when Brooke pursed her lips, her cheeks going a light shade of pink. "Don't try and tell me what I can and can't do, Brooklyn. You will always lose." "Speaking of Harry, where is he?" | Romance Novels | 2648 | https://www.facebook.com/61552551444114/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195937 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004066 | 1746634323 | 1634 | a.mobobooks.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://a.mobobooks.com/ad/YnViYmxlbm92ZWwvMzI0Mjk5LzIwMjQxMDEyMTQyMDQ3L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.5942572725938E+14 | Mob002 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462621020_2060943987702822_2288049468802282264_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Jb2rfBbi3FUQ7kNvgE-2Yi4&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A9FXj1I7AL6iwWkx7-ODyRp&oh=00_AYA5ccISS_sEabWGZnfiBQxEPDnghsbu9RmXn-HtmRXSfA&oe=67146A5C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | -So, what does she look like? - Jason asked. -Why didin't you show up and saw for yourself?- Dylan answered. -Don't get smart with me, Dylan. I was busy, you know that. Besides, I have whole life to look at her. - said Jason. -Ok, ok. Well, she was not pleased with you absence, I'll tell you that.-that wasn't a lie. -I rented a huge property for the wedding here near the ocean. It has the main mansion and two seperate mansions for the brides' and grooms' Families. We'll be there on Friday night. Molly will come to, she's on her way.- Jason said calmly. -Jason? You're bringing Molly to your own wedding? How can you do this to that poor bride of yours? You haven't even met her yet and you're bringing your mistress? What's next? You're planning on keeping Molly at the house once you're married? - asked Dylan. -That's excatly what I'm thinking. The house is big enough for both. They don't even have to see each other.- Jason answered. โโโโโโโโ Angie Angie was staring out the window when her younger sister walked in the room. The autmun leaves were falling from the trees and she felt hopeless. It served as a convinient metaphore for her life, the leaves had everything just a week ago when they were bound to the trees and they were the most beautiful sight, green and strong in the summer. But now it all ended just as the first drops of rain came pouring from the sky that was so gray it makes you think you never seen a light of sunshine in your life. Last night her father called her to his office and told her she's going to marry Jason Bates, the head of the Bates Family from East Coast. She knew excatly who he was and he was in no means the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. She heard that he was ruthless. His brother was killed a few years ago and he had no other sibling. His parents were also dead. She knew that he was a killer, a criminal who wouldn't blink once if he had to end someones life. Leila, her younger sister, looked at her all helpless. -Aren't you gonna say anything? You're not even trying to convince father to rethink this decision. -Leila said while her blue eyes stared at Angie. -What can I do? - Angie smiled in the way that made Leila wonder if she's aware at all of the situation she's in. But Angie knew even more than Leila ever could imagine. There was no way out. She always knew. Her little sister was naive. Angie always tried to protect her and never wanted her to worry about anything. But the time has come for Leila to face the reality. She'll know now what's their duty as the daughters of the mafia boss. They can never live an ordinary life and they'll never be free. -You can escape. I'll help you, I'll go with you. We'll leave all this behind and start a new life. - Leila said as she watched the hope leave her sisters big blue eyes. Leila knew in her heart that Angie would never do that not because of the lack of bravery which Leila knew Angie had more than enough when she accepted her faith. No, it was because of duty. Leila always admired her sister. She took care of Leila when their mother died, she never saw her cry, but she also never saw her this desperate and hopeless. -It's a nice dream you have there little sister, but it's just a dream. Tonight is the engagement celebration, I need to get ready. All you can do is help me do that. Help me pick a dress and put make up on so I don't look like a ghost. Although, it would be great if my new fiance saw me like this and changed his mind. - Angie laughed as she said - Help me accept my new life and forget the one I wanted. Jason Jason was just about to go to dinner when his cellphone rang and Dylan told him that John Reins, head of the West coast biggest Family wanted to talk to him. It was a surprise for Jason because for the last few years their Families were fighting each other over some teritorry in the Midwest. But for a few months now the situation got more complicated when the new gang showed up and started to attack both Families. Jason didin't care much for that area but his honor was at steak if he allows Reins to control all the teritorry. It was bigger problem for John. So fighting the Bates family and the new gang was almost impossible for him. The phone call came at the right time, Jason thought. He wanted to focus more on his bussines on the East coast. -Tell him to meet me at the restaurant and tell him I guarantee safety. - Jason said as he entered the limo. He preffered to drive himself, but this is LA, not New York, so Dylan insisted that he asks Miles, his driver and security guard to drive him around. Jason never cared that much about security as he thought that he is perfectly capable to look after himslef since he's been training his whole life and can handle a variety of weapons in his sleep. But Dylan was right, it's not safe, especially since he has no heir. They arrived at the restaurant just in time to order a drink and wait for John Reins to come. The dinner was long, the chat was mostly unnecessery but the agreement was made. He's going to marry Reins' daughter Angela who just turned 18. Jason didin't mind the marriage, he knew he should get married soon and start his own family and give his mafia Family the heir they all wanted. But he also knew that he could never love his wife, that's not how things function in his world. He can't afford to love because that makes him vulnerable and to be fair, after his brother died, he didin't need love, all he wanted was revenge and power. Even though he didn't care that much for loving marriage, he was curious about his new fiancee. What does she looks like, acts like, speaks like, thinks like? He didin't want to spend the rest of his life with someone that doesn't interest him at all. He wanted someone he would desire from time to time or someone he can talk to and trust with his home and his Family. He agreed on marriage because the girl comes from the same world as he, so she'll understand the way he lives his life. Then he thought about Molly and her possible reaction to the news. She will be furious. They've been sleeping with each other for a few months now and although Jason didin't care that much for the relationship, he wanted to protect Molly as she was with his Family for a while now. After all, it was not a real relationship since Jason never really had a proper girlfriend. All he cared about was that. He broke many hearts in New York but he was always fair to them, he always told them that he didin't want relationship. Now he'll have a marriage with the person he never met before. What an irony, he thought. Molly would have to deal with it. He didin't even thought about ending their little fling because Molly was always there to please him and never asked him anything in return. It was convinient. But she was not marriage material. -Tonight is the engagement party. What gift did you buy for your new fiance? - Dylan teased Jason. He thought that the marriage idea was absurd especially if the bride was Reins' daughter. But he trusted his friend and his decision. Jason always does what's best for the family, Dylan thought. He knew him since they were five years old, they grew up together, trained together and chased the girls together. Now they're men who need to take responsibility. -A gift? I need to buy a gift?! We are giving her a million dollar ring, what else does she needs?!- Jason said. -We are not giving her a ring, YOU ARE. - Dylan replied. - Besides, you don't even plan to attend the engagement party! You are sending me to deliver the ring for you! -Tell them that I apologize but I couldn't make it due to the bussines problem that came up. I want to experience to the fullest these last nights that I'm free so I'm going to be exploring everything that LA women offer and more. - Jason smirked. - Like you're not going to be experiencing that once you're married.- Dylan joked. - You're right, but I'm going to be married. - Jason concluded as he exited the room. Angie The rain finally stopped and the guests started to arrive to Reins' mansion. Servants were decorating a house and it was finally ready for the reception. Leila and nanny Beth who stayed to take care of the girls and the house after their mother died, helped Angie to get ready for the night. She was wearing a beautiful long golden dress that suited her like a glove. They were both so beautiful and yet so different, Beth thought. They were just a year and half apart but Angie was always more mature as if she is ten years older than Leila. You could hear the music and guests from upastairs and it made Angie even more nervous. She's going to meet her future husband any minute now. It all felt so sureal. -Are you ready? You know you still have time to escape, I can make all the preperations in the second if you want. - Leila said, like she is the queen of the world and not just 17-year-old daughter of the mafia boss. - I am ready. Let's just get this over with. You know this is just an engagement, my wedding is on Saturday so I'll inform you about the need of escaping after I meet my fiance. You'll have plenty of time to plan it. -Angie laughed knowing not even three years of planning and especially not three days of planning would be enough to successfully escape the mafia. After what it felt like hours, Beth came to the Angies' room and told her and Leila that it's time for them to come down and meet the Bates family. Angie felt like she was about to faint but she kept her posture for the sake of her sister. She didin't want Leila to think that she was scared. Leila was the first to come down the stairs and all men gathered to see Jasons' bride and her sister. The men were delighted to see pretty Leila in her short black dress hoping that there's a resemblence between the girls. John introduced his younger daughter to the crowd and she didin't look at all impressed by the Bates entorouge. Dylan could see that she hated them. A few seconds passed and Angie started to walk down the stairs with her golden dress like a princess from some sort of fairytale. While she was coming down, Leila tried to guess which of the Bates men was Jason. They all looked so tall and strong. John reached out for Angies' hand and started to introduce her to the guests of honor. But none of the man she met was Jason and she started to wonder where her future husband is. After a few minutes she asked her father about her fiance whereabouts, but she was dissapointed to found out that he didin't come to their engagement. She was shocked. The nerve, she thought. What was more important than this?! -I didin't know we could choose not to come tonight. -She said to Dylan. He looked at her with the smirk on his face that she didn't understand. Dylan was very much amused by the situation. Firstly, Jason didin't know what he was missing. His fiancee was one of the most beautiful woman he ever saw, and Dylan knew that Jason would like her. Secondly, she was pissed. There was a fire inside of her and she was funny and smart as well. He knew that Jason would hate this. She was sarcastic and stubborn but at the same time stunning, and although she tried to hide it, she was terrified. -I'm sorry for the incoviniance but in our line of work, you surely know, things can get...complicated. So Jason couldn't come tonight but he wants me to apologize for him and he wants me to give you this little token of appreciation. - Dylan said while giving her little velvet box. -Who does he think I am? I don't care about his expensive presents, I wanted to meet my future husband before the wedding but it looks like he has better things to do. Jason -So, what does she look like? - Jason asked. -Why didin't you show up and saw for yourself?- Dylan answered. -Don't get smart with me, Dylan. I was busy, you know that. Besides, I have whole life to look at her. - said Jason. -Ok, ok. Well, she was not pleased with you absence, I'll tell you that.-that wasn't a lie. -She's not much of a looker but if you turn down the lights in the bedroom I think you could get her pregnant. -Dylan said while trying to hold in his laugh. -Are you serious? What about her personality then? -Jason asked. He knew that Dylan never lied to him so he didn't think that he's lying to him now. -She talked all night long about her love for gardening. It's like she was raised to be a nun or something. She is very shy but at the same time a little bit boring once she starts talking.- Dylan said now fearing that his friend would cancel the wedding but he knew that Jason always keeps his word. -Jesus. What have I done?! I can't back down now. Well, once we're married we don't need to see each other, I'll spend my days in my hotel penthouse and she can have the house. We'll see each other on holidays and she'll raise my children while I work. -Jason said happily and felt proud as he always has the solution. Dylan smiled to his friend and they went on to talk about the wedding. -I rented a huge property for the wedding here near the ocean. It has the main mansion and two seperate mansions for the brides' and grooms' Families. The reception will be held at the main mansion but we will reside at the grooms' mansion until the wedding. We'll be there on Friday night. I called Reins and told him about the brides' mansion so she can go there when she likes as well, but we'll not see each other until Saturday. Molly will come to, she's on her way.- Jason said calmly. -Jason? You're bringing Molly to your own fukcing wedding? How can you do this to that poor bride of yours? You haven't even met her yet and you're bringing your mistress? What's next? You're planning on keeping Molly at the house once you're married? - asked Dylan. -That's excatly what I'm thinking. The house is big enough for both. They don't even have to see each other.- Jason answered and the discussion was over. Angie This September was no different than the others. She was about to marry a man she never met and the man who is so ruthless and ignorant that he couldn't even come to their engagement party. She couldn't end her life although the thought had crossed her mind, but she couldn't leave her poor sister behind. She must be strong for her, she must try to persuade her father not to do this to Leila next year. She'll beg him to let Leila choose the man she wants to marry. Who knows, maybe her sacraface will mean that Leila will be free. That Friday they all packed and went to the mansions her fiance rented for the big day. How sweet of him, Angie sarcastically thought. She reluctantly admited to herself that the property was beautiful. If it wasn't for the arranged marriage with that man, she even thought she would picked it herself for her dream wedding. Even Leila was amazed. -Oh my God, Angie. It's something right? Look at that beach, look at that trees, look at that house...- Angie listend to her sister for the whole way to the brides mansion. -Yes, it's perfect for the most unperfect event. -Angie laughed. -I'm sorry sister, I almost forgot that you're marrying a monster. -Leila replied honestly. -It is a wedding. - Angie said trying to be happy.- We should be joyful. After all, we are the bride and the maid of honor.- Angie tried to comfort her sister like Leila is the one who's getting married to a stranger and a criminal tomorrow. They arrived to the brides' mansion and servants greeted them kindly. They showed them to their rooms and Angie was impressed with the one she got that looked over to the ocean. She put on her old jeans and black hoodie, untied her hair and tied her shoes and went to explore the area. -She needs some time alone. -Leila said to the servants. Jason arrived that night at the grooms' mansion with Dylan and most of the Bates family including Molly. She couldn't wait to hug and smooch him even though it wasn't appropriate. But Molly never cared about social manners. She went straight to his arms as soon as they arrived and in front of all servants that greeted them. They could've easily thought that she's the bride for the way she acted, but they knew the bride has already arrived that afternoon. -Molly please don't do that in front of people, especially on the day before my wedding. -Jason said while he pushed her out of his way. -But you don't understand Jason, you're getting married tomorrow and I want to use this time to the fullest. It's all we have now. Will you be joining me tonight? I have a speacial bachelor party ready for you in my room. -Molly looked at him with her green eyes trying to make him feel guilty and lustful at the same time. -I need to go on my evening run first. Wait for me in your bedroom and be nice. -Jason instructed her. Angie sat down by the beach to look at the ocean. She thought about her life and how she was careless and happy when her mother was alive. She knew how to deal with her father, and she was certain that if her mother was alive today she would not allow her father to give her hand in marriage to anyone but the man Angie chooses herself. But that's now in the past. She headed back to the mansion but on her way she realized that someone was following her. It was the security she told herself, no need to worry. But as soon as her pace started to get quicker the man behind her started to walk faster. The security never came that close to her if they haven't been called, they always kept their distance. Now she was in her panic mode and started to run but the man was faster than her and soon he caught up with her. He grabbed her by her leg and she fell on the ground and started to scream for help. The man then shut her mouth with his hand and she was trying to kick him off of her. She felt that he was turned on by her resisting. She thought that she's going to be raped then and there and just day before her wedding. How ironic, she thought to herself, and here all day I'm thinking about how I'm getting raped tomorrow at my wedding night. She closed her eyes and the next thing she knew there was another man who grabbed her attacker and pushed him on the ground and proceeded to hit him in the face. The attacker lost his consciousness and the man continued to hit him. -You're going to kill him! Stop please. - Angie pleaded with the man. | Mob002 | 133 | https://www.facebook.com/61553462169358/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195938 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004066 | 1746634323 | 1634 | a.hitnovelapp.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://a.hitnovelapp.com/ad/aGl0bm92ZWwvMzIzNTU0LzIwMjQxMDExMTUyNjQ5L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.091271522422E+14 | HHitt013 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462758815_1227138641948830_480326454806450382_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=TIogW2nVtaIQ7kNvgGOcO6K&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A9FXj1I7AL6iwWkx7-ODyRp&oh=00_AYAouN8jbrsgFJXXrlI5KhQw49O6hci9vcQ5fC8cQUZcnw&oe=67145FDC | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Evangeline's husband, Walter, has splurged on a cruise for his mistress, complete with a fireworks display. "Don't bother returning if you can't make Walter come home tonight, Evangeline!" It was New Year's Eve. She had expected just another fling, someone she could brush off without a second thought. However, that was not just anyoneโit was Julia. Walter's ex-lover, the one he had been forced to leave, and her own half-sister. "Here's the divorce papers I drew up. Give them a once-over, and if they're all good, just sign on the dotted line." With that, Evangeline tossed the papers onto the pool table. No one would have guessed that Walter, the man who was always on a pedestal, could be publicly dumped. โโโโโโโโ "Don't bother returning if you can't make Walter come home tonight, Evangeline!" It was New Year's Eve. Every home was aglow, families embracing the joy of togetherness. Evangeline Rearden, however, was excluded from the glee. She raced her heavy motorcycle down Jetty Road, cutting through the biting cold wind on a mission to expose Walter's infidelity aboard a cruise ship. The whole city buzzed with the news that her stay-away husband, Walter Gordon, has splurged on a cruise for his mistress, complete with a fireworks display. Still ringing in her ears was the harsh ultimatum her mother-in-law, Aria Jones, delivered at the Gordon family's New Year's Eve feast. "Evangeline, Walter is so averse to seeing you that he hasn't come home for the holidays in years! You're just warming the bench. If you can't give us a Gordon heir, call it quits early. Step aside and let a more fertile woman take your place as Mrs. Walter Gordon." Three years into their marriage, all Evangeline could think of was having Walter's baby. The Gordons were on her case, and so was Cole Foster, her maternal grandfather. She had exhausted every trick in the book to cement her status as Mrs. Walter Gordon. Walter was a different man outsideโvoracious and wild. At home, however, he had been distant and disinterested. Forget intimacy. She could have paraded undressed in front of him and not even earned a blink. All the heartache had boiled down to one bitter truth: Walter did not love her. She had never been the one he wanted to marry. The cruise ship Walter rented had been ablaze with lights as the clock struck midnight on New Year's Eve, the air alive with celebration. Evangeline stepped onto the cruise and swung open the door to the buzzing private room. Walter, the seventh heir to Avalon City's elite Gordon family, had carved out his empire with Strata King Group at just 27 years old. In a mere three years, he shot to the top of the game, poised to take over the family's legacy. There he was, oozing laid-back charm in his sleek black suit, coaching a woman in a tiny black skirt on her pool shot. Just then, a voice cut through the buzz, "Mr. Walter Gordon, it's late. Aren't you heading home?" "Not tonight," he shot back, and with a smooth move, he swept the pool table clean. The women in the room could not peel their eyes away, green with envy at the lady by his side. "Wow! That's impressive! You still have the magic touch, even after all these years!" someone exclaimed. "So, Julia, don't you think Walter's even more of a catch than he was three years ago? If you don't snag him this time, you'll have some explaining to do, huh?" At those words, the demure woman next to Walter turned a deep shade of red, gazing up at him with eyes full of worship and longing. At that moment, Evangeline's gaze landed on the woman's face. It hit her like a ton of bricks. She had expected just another fling, someone she could brush off without a second thought. However, that was not just anyoneโit was Julia Rearden. Walter's ex-lover, the one he had been forced to leave, and her own half-sister. Evangeline felt like her heart was stabbed. She smoothed out her windblown hair and strutted across the threshold in her high heels, instantly dissolving the charged silence. "She thinks she can just get married? She'll need my say-so for that! "I was trying to figure out who was brazen enough to flirt with my husband tonight... Oh, it's the homecoming of the other woman's kid! "No shocker that Walter's been pulling out all the stops with cruises and fireworks to woo you, strutting around like a show-off, not even bothering to come home for New Year's. He's not even scared of his grandfather giving him a piece of his mind!" Three years had passed, but Julia's face still wore that same look of feigned innocence, her pretty features then tinged with an unhealthy paleness. She blanched even more at the sight of Evangeline, tripping over her words in a rush to explain. "Evangeline... It's not like that! Don't get it twisted... I just got back into town yesterday, and my friends wanted to throw me a little welcome bash. It was my idea to shoot some pool, and, uh... Walter was just showing me the ropes.!" Evangeline's laugh was detached, her amusement clear. She knew what was happening. She was no fool. Julia was trying to say that Walter's buddies were her buddies too, that she was part of the in-crowd that had grown up with them. They were all on Julia's side, in a club Evangeline would never fit into. However, back when Evangeline and Walter were promised to each other as kids, Julia was nothing more than a secret nobody was supposed to talk about. There was an order to those things. Even if Evangeline was over him, it was not Julia's place to step in. "Is that so?" Evangeline's lashes fluttered, her smile soft but her eyes challenging. "If you're so keen on playing pool, why didn't you come to me? You might not realize, but I've got the kind of pool game that could land me on the national team." "Are you for real..." Julia's skepticism was written on her face. She was convinced Evangeline was just boasting. A sneer barely concealed itself as Julia continued, "This game's tough to learn, and I've barely sunk a few balls myself. You lived out in the sticks before you got hitched, and afterward, you were practically a shut-in, never venturing out. How could you be so good at this? Walter, however, he's got some serious games." Evangeline let out a chilling laugh, "You're not focused on the game because you're too busy trying to snag your brother-in-law. No wonder you can't learn!" Her words cut deep, leaving no room for dignity for Julia. The girls who had been green with envy over Julia were speechless in shock. "Who is she? How can she speak to Julia like that, and Julia seems so scared of her!" "You're out of the loop? She's Julia's half-sister, the same dad but a different mom, the secret wife on Mr. Walter Gordon's marriage certificate. She's the one who played dirty to break up Mr. Walter Gordon and Julia before they married into the Gordon family! Before she got into the Gordon family, she was just a village girl, raised in the boonies, growing up with her grandpa." "She's got some nerve, bragging about making the national team in the pool! A bumpkin who's probably never even held a cue stick. How dare she pick on Julia in front of everyone? Mr. Walter Gordon is going to kick her to the curb, right?" The crowd buzzed with gossip. Julia's eyes brimmed with tears, and she looked at Evangeline with reddened eyes. "Evangeline, can't you ease up on the hostility? I mean, Walt and I grew up together. Even if he's married, he's still allowed to have friends, isn't he?" She turned to Walter with eyes that silently pleaded, 'Please talk some sense into her, Walt. If my return is upsetting you both, I'd rather stay away forever. Please, don't fight over me!' Walter nonchalantly flicked his lighter and took a drag on his tabacco before sinking into the plush leather sofa. At her words, he cracked a mocking smile and barely opened his eyes to say, "Why bother explaining?" He knocked the ash off his tabacco and glanced at Evangeline. Their eyes locked in a silent standoff. "Do you really think you belong here?" His voice was icy, cutting through the air like the chill of a winter's night. Julia pulled at his sleeve, pleading, "Don't be so mean to her!" However, Walter ignored Julia, his gaze fixed on Evangeline. "Are you going to walk out on your own, or do I need to have you thrown off this ship?" Evangeline held her gaze before breaking into a sly smile. Her eyes sparkled mischievously as she sauntered toward Walter, heels clicking on the floor. She pulled out a disinfectant wipe and, with a show of casual authority, began to clean the spot on his silk shirt that Julia had touched. "You think I want to be in this dump? I'm only here because Grandpa and Mom wouldn't stop nagging." She tossed the wipe away and straightened his collar with feigned nonchalance. "Are you done playing around? Ready to go home?" "Go home for what? To play house and make babies?" Walter's dark eyes shimmered with a mysterious allure as he towered over her. "Do you really think you're fit to bear my children?" A laugh escaped Evangeline, a mix of disbelief and pain. Her heart ached like never before. She had, once upon a time, truly wanted to be a mother. Cole was getting on in years, and late-stage lung cancer was a clear sign his days were numbered. His dying wish was to see her and Walter have a baby. Little did anyone know, she had been harboring a secret crush on him for years. As she recalled his past indifference and the dazzling fireworks he had launched for Julia just that New Year's Eve, a faint smile played on Evangeline's lips. "If you're so against the idea of being with me, you could just handle things yourself and donate the outcome for in vitro fertilization. Your grandfather is on my back about this, and if you can't get me pregnant in three months, you might ki-ss your future as the Gordon family heir goodbye! "Having a kid benefits us both, I swear. Once it's done, you're free to live it up. I won't ask questions..." At last, Walter snapped. He firmly grabbed her chin and shoved her onto the billiard table. His jaw was as sharp as a blade, his gaze deep enough to send shivers down her spine. He smirked icily. "What's this? Am I just your baby-making machine to lock down your status? Evangeline, have you no decency left?" Decency? She had thrown that out the window long ago, had she not? Ever since she had blackmailed him into marriage with an old engagement promise, decency was off the table. Biting back the pain, her challenge was unmistakable. "So, will you or won't you? This is your last chance to answer." Walter's gaze was intense, his eyes a storm of unspoken feelings. He was not one to be intimidated or threatened. Each word was deliberate, his lips a straight line that struck a chord in her heart. "Forget about having my child, Evangeline. It's not happening." "Alright, then! That's settled," she said, her laugh tinged with defiance. She swept her eyes leisurely over the crowd, a picture of ease and contentment. Evangeline reached into her pearl-studded clutch and pulled out a document she had been hiding for far too long. "Seeing as you can't give me a child, what's the point in keeping you around? And with all your pals here, it's as good a time as any for a divorce, Walter. Once I'm free, I can find someone else to start a family with! "Here's the divorce papers I drew up. Give them a once-over, and if they're all good, just sign on the dotted line. We'll sort out the rest with the County Clerk's Office after the holiday break." With that, she tossed the papers onto the pool table, where they landed with a slap that echoed through the stunned silence. The papers had been burning a hole in her purse for ages, but she never found the guts to pull them out until then. She was done holding back. She would not let Walter shame her in front of Julia or anyone else ever again. The room went silent as her words hung in the air. Everyone was shocked, the tension so thick that they could choke on it. Walter looked like he had been slapped with ice, his face a mask of fury. He looked like he might just tear Evangeline apart right there. No one would have guessed that Walter, the man who was always on a pedestal, could be publicly dumped. Julia, barely able to keep her excitement in check, watched Walter, waiting for his reaction. He had to say yes, right? However, Walter was not pleased. He let out a detached, hollow laugh that did not reach his eyes. She had never seen him look at anyone the way he looked at Evangeline then, his gaze dark and fathomless. Julia, ever the instigator, piped up, "Evangeline, let's talk this out. You finally married Walt, and you want a divorce just like that? If you're upset because he was teaching me pool, I'll stop. Or better yet, you teach me! "Don't let me be the reason your marriage falls apart. I'd never forgive myself!" she said, offering the pool cue to Evangeline with feigned kindness. Evangeline did not take the bait. Instead, she gave Julia a once-over, her sneer cutting through the air. "Don't kid yourself." Did Julia actually want to learn to play? No, she just figured Evangeline, the country girl, would not know how and wanted to watch her make a fool of herself in front of everyone. "A man who can't even have kids, and you're treating him like he's some kind of prize," she scoffed. "Walt is not like that!" Julia snapped, unable to hold back. Walter was the one she could not stop thinking about. He was astounding. The mere thought of him sent her into a daydream. Evangeline's gaze was piercing as she taunted, "So, have you tested his capability yourself?" Julia's fists tightened, her cheeks burning. "I..." However, before Julia could fully respond, Evangeline crossed her arms and laughed icily. "Don't think for a second you've got a shot with him just because we're through. Even if I don't want to be Mrs. Walter Gordon anymore, you'll never be welcome in the Gordon family." That hit a nerve. Julia nearly lost it. Right then, nobody could see the look in Walter's eyes, but there was an unmistakable chill in the air. Walter let out a mocking laugh. "All these accusations, just to get a divorce?" He lounged on the plush leather sofa, the restless sea churning behind him. His fingers, pale as the moon, flipped through the divorce papers Evangeline had so carefully prepared. After a moment, he looked up, a sly smile playing on his lips. He was like a cornered animal, ready to strike, as he fixed his gaze on Evangeline. "Julia, hand her the club. Let's see her play a round. If she can beat me, I'll sign off on this today." Evangeline remained silent. She hesitated before reaching for the pool cue. Walter eyed her with a challenge in his gaze. "Weren't you the one bragging about your killer pool game? What's the matter, scared now? Or is this whole divorce talk just your way of playing hard to get?" Evangeline cracked a frosty smile. She remained silent, the crystal chandelier casting a glow on her stunning features. She looked down and slowly unbuttoned her red cashmere coat, sliding it off her shoulders and tossing it onto the couch. The coat hit the sofa, and the men around were left speechless. Beneath her coat was a sultry black lace nightgown, the soft silk hugging her smooth, porcelain skin, highlighting curves that captivated and teased the onlookers' senses. Who would have guessed that Walter's neglected wife was such a knockout? Had not people said the Rearden family was too backwoods to be seen in public, a sight that would turn their stomachs? Evangeline could outshine anyone in the whole city! What was Walter Gordon thinking? Evangeline, however, seemed blissfully unaware of the spell she cast. She picked up the cue stick, her eyes steady on Walter. "You were the one who said it. I win a game, and we're done. Whoever backs out is a total loser." Before Walter's face could turn a shade of envy, she leaned over the pool table and broke with authority. | HHitt013 | 49 | https://www.facebook.com/100094431461254/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195360 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004056 | 1746634323 | 1634 | yourpassionapp.com | Download | VIDEO | Continue reading โก๏ธ | https://yourpassionapp.com/land2-copy/fb/54 | 1.5497598435902E+14 | Best romance | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462967090_1072793887913353_4812607821317053266_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=2EN6qHD67HMQ7kNvgGdSaou&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ABNMqzNhuY8kUBsCdz79pDX&oh=00_AYCctzvcF0js5fRN0XxfZO0N8U8LReGujSyZqhSGP40Wug&oe=671437C7 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | ""I, Ann Veritas reject you, Brad Lunaris as my fated mate and the other half of my soul, on the basis of your infidelity with my own sister and your scant regard for the sanctity of the mate bond." Brad glared at Ann furiously, his body shaking as Ann felt the connection she held to him and his wolf snap. "I do not accept your rejection." He ground out between gritted teeth. 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A deep, husky voice sighed heavily, clearly tired of whatever subject this related to. "If the others find out about the curse, then you know it will lead to bids for takeovers." "And what? If I don't have a Luna I can't rule well? Give me a break, Allen." The deep voice snorted derisively. "If you can't produce an heir the pack's future isn't secure! At least consider taking a chosen mate. " "And if my mate shows up in the meantime?" "Can you be sure that they would be truthful about that matter? The curse took away your ability to..." The curse? What the curse is? "Can you be sure that they would be truthful about that matter? The curse took away your ability to find your true mate. Who's to say the blasted witches won't send imposters to attempt to take over the pack, hmm? This isn't something trivial to be laughed at!" The man identified as Allen answered in frustration. Ann's eyes were wide. Just what had she stumbled into?! 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"Two grown men using the lady's bathroom to talk about such nonsense...what are you? Perverts?!" She glared at them furiously. Allen looked at the other man helplessly. The man with the deep voice had adopted a relaxed demeanor, shoving his hands into his pockets as his assessing gaze swept over her. "Interesting choice of attire for the men's bathroom... don't you think?" He commented dryly with a raised eyebrow. Ann blinked stupidly. Men's bathroom? This wasn't the men's bathroom, was it? She allowed her gaze to travel across the room and noticed the men's urinals on the wall and bit her lip anxiously. For Moon Goddess' sake. The man with a deep voice chuckled at her obvious discomfort and turned away as if to leave. "We can't just leave her. If your secret gets outโฆ" Allen protested loudly as the man with a deep voice turned his head slightly as he considered his friend's words. Eventually, he gave a slight nod before turning to leave again. Allen's eyes switched suddenly to the golden eyes that signified an imminent change and Ann's heart began to race furiously. They were going to kill her for overhearing a conversation?! 'Let them try!' Maeve snarled as she tried to push forward to meet her opponent. 'Wait!' Ann shouted suddenly. "You need a chosen mate and I need a way to get out of this wedding tomorrow. I'll do it! I'll marry you." The man with the deep voice paused and turned to face her suddenly. He took in the appearance of the slightly drunk woman in a wedding dress staring at him boldly, with no trace of fear in her eyes. He contemplated the meaning of this sudden appearance before smiling slightly. "I accept. Allen will draw up a basic contract with you and we can discuss the final terms when you have concluded your business with yourโฆ non-wedding." "Alpha! Are you seriouslyโฆ" Allen protested. "That's an order, Allen." He snapped with a voice full of authority as a vivid silver flashed across his eyes. Allen paled slightly and visibly gulped before answering. "Yes, Alpha Nocturne." He ground out as he bared his neck in submission to him. Ann blinked in surprise. Alpha Nocturne?! What had she gotten herself into? ...... Alpha Nocturne sat quietly and watched Ann shrewdly as she sat at the other side of the booth while Allen prepared an initial agreement. He wondered idly why she wanted to get out of the marriage that she had been clearly prepared for so badly. It was a pity really, the dress looked quite fetching on her. Allen sighed as he hastily typed out the agreement and conferred lightly with Alpha Nocturne about his expectations. On the other side of the table, Ann watched them both nervously. She clutched at the material of her wedding dress under the table and her stomach rolled uncomfortably. 'I don't know why you're so nervous. He has a strong pack, it's the most powerful in the country is it not? I think it is a good deal.' Maeve commented casually. 'Yes, but he has a fearsome reputation and he has a cold demeanor. I don't actually know the first thing about his businesses, his ideals...just that father hates him.' 'Better to know where you stand with a cold powerful man than to be in excruciating pain every time your mate sticks his thing where it doesn't belong.' Maeve snarled suddenly. Ann grimaced at Maeve's choice of words but had to agree with the principle. "Miss?" Allen asked with a hint of irritation. It was evident that he had asked her something but she hadn't been paying too much attention and she smiled apologetically at him. "I'm sorry, my wolf was distracting me." "Oh really? I assume she isn't too pleased then." Allen smirked. "Not at all. Quite the opposite. She thinks it's perfect. Her exact words were that the contract was better than a fated mate who sticks his thing where it doesn't belong." Ann answered unwaveringly with a sweet smile. Allen almost choked on her answer and spluttered loudly. Alpha Nocturne suppressed a grin at her directness toward his beta. He found it refreshing. "Um...okay. So, the standard requirements as stated by Alpha Nocturne are that you will live with him at the pack house of the Dark Moon Pack, and you will assume the duties of the Luna of the pack for a period of not less than 5 years. Is that acceptable?" Allen asked with a look of apprehension when he had recovered. Ann nodded demurely. "You will also be required not to disclose information regarding this contract or the Alpha's curse to anyone. The consequences will be both swift and brutal if you do. Is that clear?" "That's fine by me. I do have a request though of my own." Alpha Nocturne narrowed his eyes slightly at her. What was it that she would demand from him exactly? He steeled himself for extortionate demands and retained his impassive demeanor as he waited patiently. "You can askโฆ" Allen stated in a non-committal tone, as he waved for her to continue. Ann took a deep breath and smiled lightly. "It's nothing major, don't worry. First of all, before I return to the pack with you, I want to have the opportunity to say goodbye to my family. Second, I want to be able to continue my work at the company of my former pack if possible. Third...I still want to be able to see my friends." "Alpha Nocturne agrees to your demands. Is there nothing else?" he inquired cautiously. Ann shook her head. "Very well. We have a business to attend to in the city so we can collect you tomorrow night from your parent's pack. Is this acceptable?" Ann nodded quietly. "Very well, then if you'll sign your name here as acceptance of the first draft of the contract, then any further alterations can be made at a later date with both parties' approval. Understood?" Ann reached for the stylus and signed and printed her name. "Then if there's nothing else Alpha Nocturne, Allen, I'll leave now and head home to make the necessary arrangements." "You should call me Adam. Referring to me as alpha Nocturne is going to draw suspicious eyes." "Very well, Adam. I'll see you tomorrow night." Ann grinned as she stood, and made her way out. After she had left, Adam turned to Allen and smirked. "Happy now? Contracted mate and Luna for the pack." He said as he leaned back and let his head rest on the high back of the seating, closing his eyes in satisfaction as he did so. Silence met his words before a cautious voice answered. "Alpha, have you ever met that woman before?" "No." "It's justโฆ" "Spit it out, Allen..." Adam said impatiently, his brows creasing in a frown. "That woman is Ann Veritas. The Alpha King's daughter." Allen said hesitantly. Adam's eyes flew open and he stared at the ceiling momentarily before leaning forward and looking directly at Allen. | Best romance | 1781 | https://www.facebook.com/61552094592172/ | 0 | DOWNLOAD | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2194900 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004047 | 1746634323 | 1634 | www.gohealthforlife.com | Learn more | IMAGE | This Non-Surgical DRX9000 Can Relieve Sciatica & Back Pain for Good | Itโs Time To Say Goodbye To Chronic Back Pain! | https://www.gohealthforlife.com/offer | 1.7034025282384E+14 | Health for Life | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462910885_3448008158826022_1873792445727771535_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7DEl46QD9EkQ7kNvgGD-nAB&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Avn7qhLfnYgItntZcbpIoDQ&oh=00_AYCJUdfsEBW9D7bujdedHIpLXGscyaBRWxEqIj1jkQ2W2A&oe=67144B40 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | This One Treatment Uses Disc-Rehydration To Provide Major Relief to Chronic Back & Neck Pain After helping hundreds of patients in the Weber and Davis County Community areas ๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐บ๐ผ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฟ๐ผ๐ป๐ถ๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ธ, ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ธ, ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ฐ ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ผ๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป๐, weโve learned a thing or twoโฆ And the truth is that most patients are treating their symptoms instead of getting to the ROOT cause of their conditionโฆ All while their discs, nerves, or other spinal conditions continue to get worse. At Health for Life, we use an Advanced Laser-enhanced Spinal Decompression Protocol that has ๐ผ๐ณ๐ณ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฎ๐น๐น๐ ๐ต๐ฒ๐น๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐บ๐ฎ๐ป๐ ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ฒ๐ป๐๐ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฑ๐๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐บ๐ถ๐ป๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฟ ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป ๐บ๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป๐, ๐ฎ๐๐ผ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐๐๐ฟ๐ด๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฒ๐, ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ป ๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ถ๐น๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ผ๐ป๐ฒ๐โฆ All WITHOUT drugs, surgeries, side effects, or DOWNTIMEโฆ ๐ข๐๐ฟ ๐๐ถ๐บ๐ฝ๐น๐ฒ ๐ป๐ฒ๐ ๐ฝ๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ผ๐ฐ๐ผ๐น ๐ฐ๐ผ๐บ๐ฏ๐ถ๐ป๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐น๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐๐ ๐๐๐-๐ฐ๐น๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ต๐ป๐ผ๐น๐ผ๐ด๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐ต ๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ป ๐ด๐ฒ% ๐๐๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐๐ ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐๐ฒโฆ All with customized healing protocols to eliminate pain at the source and keep it awayโฆ For a limited time, we're offering 15 more slots (this month only) for patients with the above qualifying spinal conditions to see how our breakthrough, proven relief methods can work for them, too - for just $21 (regularly $347.00)! The next 15 patients who click, claim, and schedule their Complete Back, Neck, Sciatica, Disc, or Stenosis Pain Relief 2-Day Package will receive a: โ Comprehensive Consultation and Second Opinion, โ Detailed Health History Review, โ Severity Exam, โ Review of Any Pre-Existing X-rays or MRI Reports PLUS, those who qualify will receive a second appointment that includes a: โ Report of Findings, โ ๐ง๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฎ๐น ๐ง๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐บ๐ฒ๐ป๐, and a โ Breakdown of Our Revolutionary Advanced Laser-enhanced Spinal Decompression That Can Actually Work to Achieve Long-term Relief Without Medications, Injections, or Surgery! All for ONLY $21! (Thatโs $326.00 off!) This visit helps us determine candidacy for our procedures since we only take on a case if we're confident that we can help. ๐ง๐ผ ๐๐ฒ๐ฒ ๐ถ๐ณ ๐๐ผ๐'๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐บ๐ฒ๐ป๐ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐๐ฝ๐ผ๐ป๐๐ถ๐ฏ๐น๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ต๐ฒ๐น๐ฝ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฌ'๐ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ฒ๐ป๐๐ ๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐บ๐ถ๐ป๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฟ ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป ๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ฒ, ๐ฎ๐น๐น ๐๐ต๐ถ๐น๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐๐ผ๐ถ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐๐ฟ๐ด๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ฑ๐ฟ๐๐ด๐, ๐ฐ๐น๐ถ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ธ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐น๐ผ๐ ๐ป๐ผ๐. โ https://www.gohealthforlife.com/offer To ensure each patient receives every second of our undivided attention that they deserve, we can only accept 15 new patients at this time. ๐๐ณ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐น๐ถ๐ป๐ธ ๐๐๐ถ๐น๐น ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ธ๐, ๐๐ผ๐๐ฐ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐บ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป. ๐๐น๐ฎ๐ถ๐บ ๐ป๐ผ๐ ๐๐ผ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐. โ https://www.gohealthforlife.com/offer Health for Life Dr. Derrick Stanbridge, DC Dr. Matthew Hunt, DC 6033 Fashion Point Dr. #120 South Ogden, UT 84403 (385) 399-3356 | Health for Life | 30 | https://www.facebook.com/61553194323564/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195002 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004049 | 1746634323 | 1634 | pittsburghspineandrehab.co | Sign up | IMAGE | Address Those Nagging Neuropathy Symptoms Once And For All | Discover An All-Natural Breakthrough Treatment Protocol | https://pittsburghspineandrehab.co/neuropathy | 1.0277092212751E+14 | Pittsburgh Spine & Rehab | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461500028_883929689904838_279363016049328349_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=qCKoFD8A7KkQ7kNvgHAodT_&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A6iUBYGjAYl7sbosK2UyIWL&oh=00_AYCyMBo99btkM-KgEi9vTeWI4ob6C0NZn2JMTUJUjTEBew&oe=67144A42 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Peripheral Neuropathy HURTS! ๐ซ Burning ๐ซ Stabbing ๐ซ Cramping ๐ซ Throbbing ๐ซ Numbness ๐ซ Loss of Reflexes ๐ซ Tingling Sensations And nothing seems to help. But there IS a light at the end of the tunnel becauseโฆ There's a breakthrough treatment where neuropathy symptoms can be significantly reduced or even completely eliminated if less than 87% of nerve damage has occurred - And It WORKS! This treatment requires no surgery and no addictive medications! Dr. Jiovanni Pabilonia, D.C., with Pittsburgh Spine and Rehab is now offering Pittsburgh residents who are suffering from neuropathy symptoms the opportunity to get back to the lives they once knew and loved (pre-pain). His Exclusive Nerve Recirculationโข works to eliminate blood blockages to nerves, which creates a revival effect. It starts with a non-invasive treatment that painlessly and successfully opens blood vessels. Once the passage of nutrients has been opened, continual PERSONALIZED treatment to support lasting nerve health is offered. To qualify for this breakthrough treatment and get back to living the high-quality life you deserve, click the link below and schedule a Complete Neuropathy Relief Package today. Make sure to hurry! This special offer is currently $21, but when the vouchers are gone, the price goes back to $347.00. (And while this package is definitely worth the full price, it's always nice to save some dough). Take advantage of this special offer now - click the link below: โ https://pittsburghspineandrehab.co/neuropathy Pittsburgh Spine and Rehab Dr. Jiovanni Pabilonia, D.C. 2212 Noblestown rd. Pittsburgh PA 15205 (412) 213-6187 | Pittsburgh Spine & Rehab | 311 | https://www.facebook.com/yourpittsburghchiro/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. 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Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. 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Nine months later, when I gave birth to the child in a small town hospital, I received a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband has gone crazy looking for you." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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When she saw him with his first love in bed, she signed the divorce papers in desperation and left bitterly. ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. 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Mated to my stepfather, I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you do this for me again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. My stepfather, Alpha Andrรฉ stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. What the hell? *** Chapter 1 Olivia's POV I sat in my living room, rocking back and forth on my father's old chair. I could still smell his scent on the old leather, bringing tears to my eyes. In my arms, I cradled the porcelain jar that held my dadโs ashes. It still felt like a dream. I pinched myself multiple times to wake myself up from this nightmare, but I only ended up with bruises on my arms each time my fingernails sank into my skin, drawing blood. This was no dream. Dad was dead. It was almost unbelievable, but it was true. I glanced over at the table, and on it was the letter the Luna of my pack had delivered to me during Dad's funeral. I picked it up and read through it for the tenth time. Regardless of how many times I read it, I still couldn't believe she was coming here after everything that she did, after all this time. That was impossible. Yet, my suitcase was packed beside me because Luna Mia had also been quite clear on her stance. Since Dad was gone, I had to leave. I was leaving my pack, the only home I had known all my life, to stay withโฆ Knock! Knock! Knock! I was jerked from my brooding. I carefully placed the jar on the table and walked to the door. The impatient knocking came again, and the air was suddenly filled with the scent of expensive, intrusive perfume, which almost blurred Dad's scent, that was still lingering in the room. I walked to the door, flung it open, and saw her. My mother. She was nothing like I remembered from her lips, which were a bright red, and the flashy large hoop earrings that were dangling on both ears. She cleared her throat, interrupting my assessment, "God! You look like a mess, Olivia.โ Her eyes swept over me in one fair swoop of disgust. "You should brush your hair. It looks like a bird's nest." Her voice was high and full of mockery. This was exactly like I remembered. Only that, Dad used to be at the receiving end of that mockery. Now, it was me. "What are you doing here, Nicole?โ She gasped and looked at me angrily, and I took joy in seeing the displeasure on her face as her lips turned down angrily at the sides. "Where are your manners, young lady? Need I remind you that I am still your mother.โ I scoffed. A person like her could call herself a mother? Without waiting for my reply, Nicole pushed past me and entered the house. I closed the door and watched her in anger as she looked around. "Still looks the same. Your father never changed those filthy sofas after all." She turned to me again. "You got my letter, didn't you?" I folded my arms and stared angrily at her. "Yeah, I did. Tell me this is some joke." My mother laughed sarcastically and suddenly glared at me angrily, โLook, Liv..." "Don't call me Liv.โ That was something that only my loved ones could call me. She was not on that list. Although there was no list anymore as there had been only one personโDad. And he was not even here anymore. Another wave of heartache hit me while Nicole rolled her eyes and ignored my comment. "Look, I don't have much time. Get your stuff and get into the car, and if I feel like it, I can explain things to you." She gave the house one last disgusted look over and walked out. I sighed angrily and sat in my dad's chair. What was all this? Why did she have to come? When I had gotten the letter from the packโs Luna, a part of me had desperately hoped that it was some prank and that she wouldnโt make it. After all, I had spent thirteen years waiting for her to walk through these same doors. Yet, she had ended up coming. I heard a low rumbling sound, and I looked out of the window; I saw a black BMW. I raised my eyebrow in surprise. That was my mother's ride? Where on earth did she... The car outside honked its horn, and I knew my time here was up. Still holding the jar with my dad's ashes, I dragged my suitcase out of the door. My mum finally stopped honking as I walked up to the car with my suitcase. "I don't even know why you even bother carrying those ashes. Your hands are all dirty. Could you not get them on my seats? They're Italian leather." I scoffed angrily. How dare she? "You're unbelievable! How could you say that about Dad?!" She rolled her eyes and gave me a pointed stare. "Do you even know how much Italian leather costs?" I was dumbfounded, but she couldn't care less. "For the record," I said in a grim tone. "I am only tagging along because Dad would have wanted me to. I'd rather be dead with him than go anywhere with you." โThat would have been better, Liv,โ she mumbled and turned away. If I had expected that anything would be different after thirteen years and a new ride, I was awfully wrong, and Nicole was in a hurry to let me know. โDriver, step on it. I have things to do." The driver started the car, and then we sped away, leaving my old life, house and everything I have ever known behind. "How long is this ride?" I asked, turning back to the window. It felt like we had been driving for hours. The scenery was lovely. There were lots of flowers and beautiful trees, and the grass was lush green. Soon, we pulled up in front of a large mansion, and its grandeur took my breath away. "I forgot to mention that your stepfather is the Alpha of this pack. He owns this place," my mom said, brimming with pride, and I resisted an eye roll. Before I could say anything else, the driver opened the door, and she stepped out. However, I remained in the car, boiling with anger as my shock vanished into thin air. This explained everything. She was such a gold-digger! She had abandoned Dad and me all these years to marry some old, rich Alpha. My stomach churned in disgust at my mother. Suddenly, the door opened, and the driver stood beside it. "Miss Olivia, do you need help with your bags?" "No," I said, coarsely. "I can sort myself out." I got out of the car, hoisted my suitcase out, and kept my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm. I walked to the front door and saw my mother waiting for me. "I see you finally got out. I was starting to think that the magnificence of this place had rendered your little legs paralysed." Her voice was haughty and arrogant, and I felt my cheeks burn hot with fury. We walked inside and were face to face with a giant golden staircase. I was taken aback. This house was huge! Maids walked by my mother and me, greeting her as โLuna', and each time I heard it, I felt my insides boil hotter, and sadness washed over me. I couldn't believe she had been here all this time, basking in all this wealth while we struggled daily to get by. The sound of hurried steps echoed, and Mom turned to me and whispered harshly. "Get out of here. The maids will show you to your room." I raised an eyebrow and folded my arms defiantly. "No." "I'm warning you, Olivia. And keep your voice down." I scoffed. "Last I checked, this house belongs to your boo thing, not you. I need him to say it if he doesn't want me here. And I hope he says it so I can get out of here." Every nerve in my body tingled with electricity as the steps got closer. What was happening to me? With my heart thumping against my chest, I turned to look at the staircase. Every thought cleared from my head as I looked at him. My heart skipped a beat, and every step he took towards us made me feel like I could not breathe or look away from the perfection that he was. Built like some Greek god, the man walking down the staircase looked like he had walked out of some human magazine cover, and I felt myself melt under his dominance as soon as he was in front of me. His aura made my body shiver with pleasure, admiration and awe. โMATEโ, my wolf growled. "Alpha Andrรฉ, good afternoon.โ My mom spoke up, and it was only then that I noticed that every other head was bowed except mine. Wait, Alpha? My eyes widened as I did the maths. This was her new husband? He was the last thing from an old, rich Alpha, and I was struggling to pull my eyes away from him. How on earth did he end up with someone like Nicole? Ignoring Nicole, his eyes fell on me, "who is this?โ Chapter 2 Olivia's POV โWho is this?โ His deep, sonorous voice resonated throughout the room, and my body tingled to the sound. I felt his green eyes wash over me in one swoop, and I instantly felt giddy while butterflies began to flap in my stomach. Without trying to be discreet, I checked him out properly. His hair was dark, and his muscular torso strained against his tight shirt, outlining his abs and pecs. I felt myself drooling with desire. I couldn't explain what I felt, but a part of me was yearning for him. His face was dashingly handsome, and my eyes trailed down to his sharp and chiselled jaw. I gawked at his soft lips and began to imagine how it would feel to kiss themโฆ Shocked at my thoughts, I shook my head to push those unholy thoughts away. But the moment my eyes met his one more time, I was stuck. There was no way that he was my stepdad. Alpha Andrรฉ raised his eyebrow; he looked pretty intrigued, and I felt the lump in my throat disappear. "My name is Olivia. I'm Nicole's dโฆ" "Sister!" said my mom, cutting in nervously. "She is my sister from a distant pack." I stared at Nicole, stunned. She didn't want him to know that I was her daughter. "Screw you!" I yelled angrily at her, and she gave me a death stare. I ignored it and turned to Andrรฉ. I was almost caught off guard by his sparkling green eyes. "I'm Nicole's daughter. It seems she left that part out of her resumรฉ when she applied to be your wife." From the corner of my eyes, I could see Mom getting red in the face, and her anger was burning hot, but I didn't care. I was determined to push her buttons. "Nicole didn't tell me about you. Either way, it is nice to meet you." I felt some confidence stir up in me. I just felt this connection, and it felt like I could say anything to him. "Are you sure having a wife you know nothing about is smart? She could kill you in your sleep, you know." I watched as his smooth lips curled into a smirk, making him more dashing. God, he was so s*xy! How on earth did Mum bag him? I watched him as he turned his head to one of the maids who stood nearby, supposedly waiting for his next order. "You. Prepare a room for her on the third floor. Make sure it is comfortable." He turned back towards the stairs, and Mum and I followed him behind. "So tell me about yourself, Olivia. You have a beautiful name, I must say." I felt my cheeks get hot. I felt the butterflies in my stomach flutter madly. "Well, there wouldn't be much to say if only Nicole had told you about me sooner. I'm done with high school and taking a break year before I start college andโฆ" There was not much about me, and my introduction ended after a few sentences. However, I was trapped by his captivating green eyes. More than once, his arm brushed mine, and I felt heated passion fill me up, just waiting to burst out. When I looked him in the face, I caught his eyes looking at my lips before looking back at me. This was torturous. And he was my stepfather! We finally reached the third floor, and Mum rushed to him, pushing me aside rudely. โAlpha, I donโt think Olivia should stay on the first floor. She has night terrors at times and might wake you if she stays on the same floor as you." I was stunned. What was Mum getting at?! What night terrors? On the bright side, Andrรฉ ignored her and disappeared into a room on the third floor. Mom turned and stared at me angrily. โDo I need to remind you that you are here as a guest? You should know your place. I am still your mother whether you like it or not." I glared back at her with the same intensity, "Back off! I'm not the one who asked to be dragged here. That was all on you. You planned this with Dad.โ I took a deep breath, my anger coursing through every vein, โAlso, I think you are the one who should know their place. You. Are. Not. My. Mum." I watched as her face changed into different shades of white. She gave me one furious glare and then headed down to the second floor. After a while, one of the maids walked up to me. "Miss Olivia, please follow me to your room. It is ready for you,โ she said with a small bow and led the way. I followed behind her and dragged my suitcase along with me. I still had my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm, and I wondered if he was watching all of this. Soon, we stopped at a time just a few doors away from the room Alpha Andrรฉ had disappeared into. "Your room, Miss Olivia. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes. Please be ready. Here is the key. Do make yourself comfortable." The maid handed me the key and headed downstairs. I was left alone in the lobby. I took a deep breath and stared at the key in my hand. I was here; there was no turning back now. I slotted it into the keyhole and turned it, and with a click, it opened. Nothing could have prepared me for the sight I saw. My room was huge! There was enough space in here to throw a party. The walls were a beautiful pale pink, and a chandelier hung on the ceiling, elegantly flooding the room with light. The reading table was made out of smooth wood, and a laptop and detached keyboard were on it. I dropped my suitcase and walked over to the bed. The sheets were made of rich, smooth and soft silk, and the mattress was so comfy that it felt like I was sleeping on a cottony heap of clouds. โOkay. I could get used to this.โ I got off the bed, took off my clothes and wrapped a towel around my body. I needed to have a quick shower before dinner. I smelled all sweaty. After the shower, I changed into something nicer and did my hair. The shower gel was expensive and exotic, and I smelled like wild peaches. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Miss Olivia, are you ready for dinner? The Alpha has requested that you eat with him." I was about to say something, but my stomach rumbled, cutting me off. "I will be down in a few minutes." The maid nodded and walked away, and in a few minutes, I was out of my room, heading downstairs. "Miss Olivia, where are you going?" I turned around and saw the maid who had called me for dinner. "I'm sorry. I'm looking for the dining room." The maid shook her head and smiled politely. "I'm sorry. I must have missed something while I was giving you the message. Dinner will be in the Alpha's personal room on the third floor." I stared at the maid with wide-open eyes. "What..?!" Chapter 3 Andrรฉโs POV I smelled her even before the door opened, and my hands clenched around the chairโs handle as Olivia entered my private quarters. Her body was tense, and she looked around curiously before her gaze settled on me. As though unnerved, she looked away immediately. How did the moon goddess create such perfection? To reward my waiting? I had spent more than twenty years waiting for my fated mate. For the one, the one that was made for me. Yet, there had been nothing. Eventually, I had settled for an arrangement for the pack's sake. But she was here now. And she was the best f**king thing I have laid my eyes on. โWhereโs Nicole?โ She squeaked, her voice barely audible. I would have missed it if all of my senses werenโt focused on her. I wanted to know everything. I needed to take in her smile, her beautiful blue eyes that shone like the sea. f**k, I could already imagine running my hands through those large blond curls that fell over her shoulders. It took me some seconds to realise I hadnโt answered her. Nicole. It had been relatively easy to tell that they didnโt have the best relationship. Just now, when her mother had been there, she had been fierce and stubborn, like a fiery temptress. My temptress. โNicole wonโt be joining us,โ I replied and saw her wring her fingers together. Could she not feel it? Dinner went by slowly, and every now and then, Olivia would look up at me, her blue eyes probing and curious. I was dying to know her, too. But from what Nicoleโs driver had reported, she had just lost her father. A part of me was tempted to stand up and close the distance between us. To wrap her in my arms and let her know she had me now. Nothing was going to hurt her. But I didnโt want to scare her away. She was too important to me. I took a deep breath, calming my wolf that was pushing to claim his mate and my c0ck that was starting to react just from the thought of having Olivia in my arms. โDamn man, when did I get laid last?โ I wasnโt attracted to Nicole, but as my Luna, she had the most important thing I needed; she could handle matters very cleanly and made running the pack's internal affairs seem easy. Also, because of how hard she worked, it also meant that I had to give her a certain level of face here in my pack. Meetings outside the pack and checking over my company in the human world were among the few times that gave me a chance to get laid. I hadnโt been to one in two months. That had to be why. โIโm done,โ Olivia said, her voice breaking through my thoughts and my spine straightened. I frowned as I looked at her plate and the dishes in front of her; although I had spaced out just now, it was not enough time for her to have eaten enough food. โAre you uncomfortable?โ I asked, and she looked down, biting her lips. Damn. The very action sent some command to my c0ck, and I could feel it stirring in my pants. โThereโs nothing to be worried about; I wonโt bite.โ That was a lie. I had every intention to bite. Especially with the way she was biting down on her lower lip. โIf you donโt like these, you can have dessert,โ I snapped my hands, and one of the kitchen staff walked out with a tray in his arm. I didnโt like sweets, but I had instructed them to make them for her. I almost gave myself a back pat when her eyes brightened at the popsicles before her. When she picked one up, I realised just how large it was. Her small, pouty mouth was way too small for that. Entranced, I watched as my little mate placed the giant popsicle in her mouth, and as I had guessed, she could only lick from a small corner. A m0@n fell from her mouth as she tasted it, and every nerve in my body tightened. If she continued at this rate, I wasnโt sure I could hold back from bending her over this table and claiming her as mine. โCan your mouth take all of it in?โ I asked, and Oliviaโs face flushed red, and she burst into a coughing fit. I shot up and rushed to her side without thinking. A move that I regretted because one whiff of her sweet floral scent was more than enough to bring me to my knees. My c0ck was hard, and my balls were heavy from being around and watching her. I moved behind the chair. I couldnโt let her see just how hard I was for her. For my โstepdaughterโ Olivia stood up, and my eyes followed her every move. Was she feeling the mate pull the way I was? I could never know if she did because right before I could say a word, Olivia dashed off. My dining room, the same place I had dined in for more than twenty years now, felt too big for my liking. Too empty. Did this affect my little mate? โAlpha, we caught a maid about to report to Miss Nicole about the dinner,โ one of my assistants stepped into the dining room and reported. โRemove all the unnecessary help on this floor.โ Nicole was nosy, and I wasnโt ignorant of the fact that she had spent the last year trying to win over my staff. Unfortunately, her position was about to be vacant. My mate was here. Irritation bubbled in my throat as I remembered their relationship. That was one hell of a trick from the moon goddess. However, that didnโt matter. Nothing could keep me from my Olivia. โOlivia,โ I called out, testing her name, and when I couldnโt hold it in anymore, I stood up, striding out of the dining room. I didnโt want her to be away from me. She had barely eaten anything, but judging by how petite she was, I suspected that food was not on her list of favourite things. Chapter 4 Olivia's POV I ate in silence and stole glances at him. Sometimes, our eyes would meet and lock, and I'd turn away silently, though not without getting a lovely glance at his lips. I wanted to kiss them so badly. The way his lips moved as he chewed filled me with thoughts. I could only imagine how it would feel to have those lips kiss me and travel down, downโฆ down. f**k! I took one hand off the table and placed it on my lap, gripping my dress tightly. I squeezed my legs and felt something wet on my thigh. "Keep it together, Olivia." I stopped eating for a brief moment, and I caught him licking the back of his spoon. I gasped as the sensations between my legs spiked. What was he doing to me? "I'm done." I put my spoon down and turned my head away, trying to hide my blush. The food was delicious but I couldn't eat anymore, not like this. I could feel my juices dripping down my legs. I had to excuse myself from the table. โAre you uncomfortable?โ he asked, slowly putting down his spoon and gazing at me with those grey eyes. I shook my head. I couldn't dare open my mouth. m0@ns had replaced all words. I couldn't let them escape. โThereโs nothing to be worried about; I wonโt bite.โ I wanted him to bite me, a love bite. I wanted to see red marks on my skin caused by his lips svcking every inch of me. Dessert soon came as he snapped his fingers, and the air was filled with a sweet, fruity scent. My eyes lit up. Popsicles! The waiter dropped the tray with them on the table and walked away. I helped myself to one. It was huge! My eyes washed over it slowly. I love sweets, but I wanted something sweeter. I tried to svck it all at once, but it was way too big for my mouth. I started from the corner and made my way down his big c0ck. f**k! Did I say 'c0ck'? It was too late. The image was already etched in my mind. svcking his c0ck slowly, feeling the sensations run down his spine as my tongue played with him. I began to m0@n softly as I svcked on the popsicle; my eyes closed with content. โCan your mouth take all of it in?โ Andrรฉ asked. I looked up and found his eyes watching me keenly. Oh no! What if he knew I was thinking aboutโฆ "Cough! Cough! I have toโฆ cough!โฆ go." I rushed out of his room and ran to mine. I bolted the door and walked to my bed. What had happened? I lay down and tried to calm myself down. "Deep breaths, Liv, deep breaths." I slipped my hand under my dress and felt my underwear. I was soaked through. I sighed. I needed to have a shower. I moved my hand slightly and grazed the tip of my bud. A m0@n escaped my lips, and I was immediately silent. The best idea was to take my hand out, shower and forget this whole debacle. I moved my hand, but I grazed my bud again. Another sigh escaped my lips. f**k it! I moved my fingers, lightly caressing my swollen bud. The sensations made me shiver. I wished these were Andrรฉ's fingers. My m0@ns grew louder. I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My hands undid my front zip and dove into my bosom. My nips were so hard. I wanted him to svck them. My fingers moved faster and suddenly plunged inside me. "AhhhโฆAndrรฉโฆ!" His c0ck filled me up. I felt its girth as it touched the walls of my pu$$y. It was huge. He pulled out after a while and moved his lips closer to my face; his husky, deep voice filled my ears. "Are you sure you can take all of me?" I didn't even need to reply, and he penetrated me again. My body tensed up and gripped his hard c0ck tight. His thrvsts were slow and shallow. "Yes. Yes, please don't stop." He plunged deeper, and I grabbed the sheets. I was dazed yet still greedy. I wanted more. "AhhhhโฆAndrรฉ. I need more Andrรฉ. Please give me more." His tempo increased, and so did my m0@ns. His name was on my breath, his scent in my nostrils, his lips on my skin and his hands in my hair. My body squirmed desperately, and I felt myself tighten. I heard his voice in my ears. "Are you going to come for me?" "Yes, Andrรฉ. Please don't stop." The tempo picked up, and I m0@ned louder and harder. My face was flushed. My pu$$y was soaked, and I could hear sputtering sounds as he continued to f**k me deep. My legs trembled, and my voice could barely be heard. I gripped the sheets harder, pulling out from the side that they were tucked in neatly. My breathing became wheezy as the sensations shot up. His dรญck went harder and deeper inside me, filling me up perfectly. My legs felt numb. Any more, and I wouldโฆ "Ahhhhhhhhโฆ" My body jolted, and my juices poured out of my, streaming down my legs and soaking the bed. I felt my forehead and beads of sweat got stuck to my hand. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you cvm for me like that again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. Alpha Andrรฉ stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. My eyes travelled down, and I saw the obvious bulge in his trousers. What the hell? | Good Novel and Story | 18 | https://www.facebook.com/61563112123593/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195627 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:11 AM | 1729004061 | 1746634319 | 1634 | a.letsreadnovel.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://a.letsreadnovel.com/ad/bGV0c3JlYWQvMzIzNzk4LzIwMjQxMDExMTYwNjQ5L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.0353745273479E+14 | Lett011 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462772133_1468084840566524_3834007206620017381_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=qWcrI0dDDDYQ7kNvgE26S7d&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AYFlKgh59nSUJ5e4JsSvvny&oh=00_AYDLAOcXbX4Xr8Ir2_zxCb8BOs2U4DUEuVn8GO1wRZqh7w&oe=671464FE | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | From the moment I laid eyes on Allie, I wanted her, but there was one problem โฆ she was married to someone else, and Iโd never come between a man and his wife. When her life started to unravel, I was there to help pick up the pieces. The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for her husband's service. She sat there, with dark circles under her dull eyes, with a tightly controlled, pinched expression on her face. I felt heartbroken about what she had gone through, and it only made me more determined to protect her. There was no way I could stand by and watch, I was all in, and there was no way I was going to miss her again. โโโโโโโโ Allie My husband left me and our daughter forever due to illness. I donโt know how to go on in the future. I only know that it is really difficult for me. My brother, sister and sister-in-law mingled with the crowd, and I saw Dean sitting on a sofa in the back of the room with a now-sleeping Gracie sprawled across his lap. Dean was a sweet guy, and such a good match for Hannah. He grew up a few doors down from us, and he and my sister had been dating since high school. They had both just graduated from college recently, and we all fully expected to hear a wedding announcement in the near future. My parents and Alex's Aunt Ellen stood alongside me near the casket, as people made their way through the line to offer their condolences. This is an awful tradition, I thought, as I forced myself to smile politely while listening to endless platitudes, many from people I barely knew. I was pulled out of my inner rant by a familiar voice and looked up to see Nico Peretti speaking to a visibly flustered Aunt Ellen. Nico had that effect on people. He was tall, topping out at 6'3", broad shouldered and gorgeous, with his dark wavy hair, deep brown eyes and permanently tanned skin illustrating his Italian heritage. As the lead singer for Storm Front, he was well on his way to becoming a rock legend in the music business. I had been working as an assistant to his band's manager for two years, so I knew him well. Looking down the line behind him, I saw the other members of the band along with my boss, Michael Drummond and his wife Jayne. Nico finished speaking with Aunt Ellen, squeezing her hand lightly, before turning to me. He held my gaze for a long moment, then stepped forward and gathered me into his arms for a tight hug. I got a faint whiff of his cologne - sandalwood mixed with a hint of vanilla - and was once again thankful for a break from the rose scent permeating the room. "I am so sorry, Allie," he said with his signature low rasp. He gave me a final squeeze, and stepped back to allow Matt Gibson, the drummer, to lean in for a quick hug. I was touched that they had taken the time to come. Nico The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for Alex's service. We wanted to be there to support Allie, but we tended to attract attention wherever we went, and the last thing we wanted was to cause a scene here today. Allie, or Sunshine as I usually called her, had worked for us for two years or so now. She had started as an assistant to our band's manager, Michael Drummond, shortly after she got married. I remembered the morning I met Allie at his office. She was sweet, with a shy smile that charmed me. By the end of the day, her shyness had worn off and her smile was bigger and brighter as she quickly became comfortable around us. At the end of her first week, I'd had a day that devolved into a show of epic proportions. We'd had equipment malfunctions in the studio, followed by the news that an "exclusive tell-all" interview was getting ready to hit the stands featuring some groupie I could barely remember who had given the tabloid reporter explicit details about our backstage sexcapades. Already irritated with the equipment issues in the studio, I had become livid when our publicist had called to give me a heads up about the interview. Aside from my anger, I was embarrassed that such highly personal information had become tabloid fodder for the world to gossip over. After a meeting with the publicist as well as Michael, the latter of whom insisted I couldn't sue someone for telling the truth, I had been ready to explode. I had stormed out of the conference room, only to see Allie making a cup of tea in the breakroom across the hall. I'd ducked in there to grab a bottle of water from the refrigerator and had glanced at her as she brought the tea to her lips and took a small sip. When I'd caught sight of the mug in her hands, I had boomed out a laugh. The mug had a cartoon sun on it, wearing sunglasses. It said "I squint at the sun because it's bright. I squint at my coworkers because they aren't." Since she and Michael were only a two-person office, I had laughed at the implication that he was an idiot. Because I was pissed that he wouldn't let me sue the groupie, the reporter, or the rag he worked for, I'd appreciated the implied insult even more. As she had watched me laugh, she'd smiled widely, and her eyes had twinkled. "The mug amuses you?" she'd asked. "Yes, and when I go back in there and squint at Michael it will be even funnier," I'd responded, feeling some of my tension ease. "Well, I'm glad I could brighten your day a little bit," she'd said with a smile. I had nodded, and replied, "That you did, Sunshine. Thank you." We had all met Alex several times since then. They seemed to be a perfect match. He was a nice guy, funny, and he adored his wife. The last time I saw him before he got sick, was when Allie had the baby. I had stopped by the hospital with a huge stuffed unicorn wearing a princess crown (just to be clear, the unicorn was wearing the crown, not me), and a bouquet of sunflowers. I'd spent a few nerve-wracking minutes holding the baby โ just long enough to forever lose a piece of my heart to Grace Elizabeth Donovan. She looked like she was going to favor her mother, with the same delicate features and hair with a slight curl in the same shade of blond as Allie's. A few of their friends and family were visiting at the same time, and they were pretty star-struck when I'd arrived. Alex had thought it was hilarious that I was getting more attention than the new baby they had all come to see and called me "Rock God" for the rest of the visit. After he got sick, I saw him in the hospital a couple of times. Once was only briefly, as I'd dropped Allie off after we finished at the studio and her car wouldn't start. I glanced around the packed room, taking note of the large group of people who had come to pay their respects. I hated that she was going through this. Of all people, Allie deserved to be happy. She was one of the most loving and genuinely caring people I had ever met. I've heard the phrase "beautiful inside and out" but never truly understood it until Allie. She was a beautiful soul wrapped up in a 5'4" package of gorgeous curves, blonde hair, and green eyes that reflected her every emotion. Since Alex's diagnosis, she had worked herself into the ground trying to take care of both Alex and their sweet baby girl, as well as trying to fit in as many hours as she could working for us. She'd had family helping out, but it was a lot to take on. I was sure she was worried about money, so she refused to take much time off. I'd overheard her on the phone with the insurance company one day when I took a quick break at the recording studio. We'd been trying to put the finishing touches on our album to get it ready by the projected release date. It was clear that she was torn between needing to be home more to help Alex and working to pay their bills. So, I had pulled Michael aside and told him to hire a temp to help out with our administrative needs, and we would fend for ourselves on the personal errands and she does for us. Between the four of us and Michael, we covered her salary. She'd tried to refuse, but we had insisted. She'd finally agreed because she'd known it was the best for her family. They needed her, we could make that happen. End of story. She will never know it, but I'd also arranged with the hospital to cover any outstanding medical bills. I had worked hard and had some incredibly lucky breaks in this business, and I'd been blessed with more money than I would ever spend in a lifetime. There was no way I could stand by and watch her and Gracie struggle with that kind of financial burden. As we waited for Allie to finish speaking to the couple in front of us in the visitation line, I saw an older woman I didn't recognize on the side closest to me, and Allie's parents standing next to her on the other side. I had met Steve and Colleen Kettering once, at the hospital the night Gracie was born. Steve was quiet and laid-back, and Colleen was a lot like her daughter, in looks and personality. The line moved forward, and I introduced myself to the older woman standing next to Allie, who was apparently Alex's aunt. If I recalled correctly, his parents were dead, and he had no siblings. Aunt Ellen, as I was instructed to call her, seemed a bit stunned when she recognized me. She quickly recovered and thanked me for being so supportive of Allie. "Of course," I assured her quietly. "Allie is important to all of us, and Alex was a great guy. We know how much she'll miss him, and we'll be there for whatever she and Gracie need." She teared up and her chin wobbled a bit as she tried to keep her composure. I gave her hand a light squeeze, then looked over to see Allie gazing up at me. I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her. "I'm so sorry, Allie," I said, feeling at a loss for words. I'm a songwriter, for Christ's sake, you'd think I could come up with something more eloquent to say than that. But in that moment, I doubted there was anything anyone could say that would ease her pain. Allie, understandably. She was pale, with dark circles under her dull eyes, with a tightly controlled, pinched expression on her face. Her face was normally so expressive, and her eyes used to sparkle with sass and barely concealed laughter. I hated seeing her like this, in such pain. She'd obviously not been sleeping well. I had noticed when I saw her a few weeks ago that she had lost even more weight, so she was clearly not eating right either. I realized how much I'd missed seeing her smile. I hadn't called her by her nickname lately. It seemed insensitive in light of everything going on. 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| 2195629 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:11 AM | 1729004061 | 1746634319 | 1634 | a.letsreadnovel.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://a.letsreadnovel.com/ad/bGV0c3JlYWQvMzIzNzk4LzIwMjQxMDExMTYwNjQ5L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.0353745273479E+14 | Lett011 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462541247_2673944466120736_3999569664142074562_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=lNIhYgtHok0Q7kNvgE1wUvC&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AYFlKgh59nSUJ5e4JsSvvny&oh=00_AYAFtmIsMZvhnzN7IlEFlPAbBa41Q0HZerJWbPANd4L-Fg&oe=67146632 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | From the moment I laid eyes on Allie, I wanted her, but there was one problem โฆ she was married to someone else, and Iโd never come between a man and his wife. When her life started to unravel, I was there to help pick up the pieces. The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for her husband's service. She sat there, with dark circles under her dull eyes, with a tightly controlled, pinched expression on her face. I felt heartbroken about what she had gone through, and it only made me more determined to protect her. There was no way I could stand by and watch, I was all in, and there was no way I was going to miss her again. โโโโโโโโ Allie My husband left me and our daughter forever due to illness. I donโt know how to go on in the future. I only know that it is really difficult for me. My brother, sister and sister-in-law mingled with the crowd, and I saw Dean sitting on a sofa in the back of the room with a now-sleeping Gracie sprawled across his lap. Dean was a sweet guy, and such a good match for Hannah. He grew up a few doors down from us, and he and my sister had been dating since high school. They had both just graduated from college recently, and we all fully expected to hear a wedding announcement in the near future. My parents and Alex's Aunt Ellen stood alongside me near the casket, as people made their way through the line to offer their condolences. This is an awful tradition, I thought, as I forced myself to smile politely while listening to endless platitudes, many from people I barely knew. I was pulled out of my inner rant by a familiar voice and looked up to see Nico Peretti speaking to a visibly flustered Aunt Ellen. Nico had that effect on people. He was tall, topping out at 6'3", broad shouldered and gorgeous, with his dark wavy hair, deep brown eyes and permanently tanned skin illustrating his Italian heritage. As the lead singer for Storm Front, he was well on his way to becoming a rock legend in the music business. I had been working as an assistant to his band's manager for two years, so I knew him well. Looking down the line behind him, I saw the other members of the band along with my boss, Michael Drummond and his wife Jayne. Nico finished speaking with Aunt Ellen, squeezing her hand lightly, before turning to me. He held my gaze for a long moment, then stepped forward and gathered me into his arms for a tight hug. I got a faint whiff of his cologne - sandalwood mixed with a hint of vanilla - and was once again thankful for a break from the rose scent permeating the room. "I am so sorry, Allie," he said with his signature low rasp. He gave me a final squeeze, and stepped back to allow Matt Gibson, the drummer, to lean in for a quick hug. I was touched that they had taken the time to come. Nico The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for Alex's service. We wanted to be there to support Allie, but we tended to attract attention wherever we went, and the last thing we wanted was to cause a scene here today. Allie, or Sunshine as I usually called her, had worked for us for two years or so now. She had started as an assistant to our band's manager, Michael Drummond, shortly after she got married. I remembered the morning I met Allie at his office. She was sweet, with a shy smile that charmed me. By the end of the day, her shyness had worn off and her smile was bigger and brighter as she quickly became comfortable around us. At the end of her first week, I'd had a day that devolved into a show of epic proportions. We'd had equipment malfunctions in the studio, followed by the news that an "exclusive tell-all" interview was getting ready to hit the stands featuring some groupie I could barely remember who had given the tabloid reporter explicit details about our backstage sexcapades. Already irritated with the equipment issues in the studio, I had become livid when our publicist had called to give me a heads up about the interview. Aside from my anger, I was embarrassed that such highly personal information had become tabloid fodder for the world to gossip over. After a meeting with the publicist as well as Michael, the latter of whom insisted I couldn't sue someone for telling the truth, I had been ready to explode. I had stormed out of the conference room, only to see Allie making a cup of tea in the breakroom across the hall. I'd ducked in there to grab a bottle of water from the refrigerator and had glanced at her as she brought the tea to her lips and took a small sip. When I'd caught sight of the mug in her hands, I had boomed out a laugh. The mug had a cartoon sun on it, wearing sunglasses. It said "I squint at the sun because it's bright. I squint at my coworkers because they aren't." Since she and Michael were only a two-person office, I had laughed at the implication that he was an idiot. Because I was pissed that he wouldn't let me sue the groupie, the reporter, or the rag he worked for, I'd appreciated the implied insult even more. As she had watched me laugh, she'd smiled widely, and her eyes had twinkled. "The mug amuses you?" she'd asked. "Yes, and when I go back in there and squint at Michael it will be even funnier," I'd responded, feeling some of my tension ease. "Well, I'm glad I could brighten your day a little bit," she'd said with a smile. I had nodded, and replied, "That you did, Sunshine. Thank you." We had all met Alex several times since then. They seemed to be a perfect match. He was a nice guy, funny, and he adored his wife. The last time I saw him before he got sick, was when Allie had the baby. I had stopped by the hospital with a huge stuffed unicorn wearing a princess crown (just to be clear, the unicorn was wearing the crown, not me), and a bouquet of sunflowers. I'd spent a few nerve-wracking minutes holding the baby โ just long enough to forever lose a piece of my heart to Grace Elizabeth Donovan. She looked like she was going to favor her mother, with the same delicate features and hair with a slight curl in the same shade of blond as Allie's. A few of their friends and family were visiting at the same time, and they were pretty star-struck when I'd arrived. Alex had thought it was hilarious that I was getting more attention than the new baby they had all come to see and called me "Rock God" for the rest of the visit. After he got sick, I saw him in the hospital a couple of times. Once was only briefly, as I'd dropped Allie off after we finished at the studio and her car wouldn't start. I glanced around the packed room, taking note of the large group of people who had come to pay their respects. I hated that she was going through this. Of all people, Allie deserved to be happy. She was one of the most loving and genuinely caring people I had ever met. I've heard the phrase "beautiful inside and out" but never truly understood it until Allie. She was a beautiful soul wrapped up in a 5'4" package of gorgeous curves, blonde hair, and green eyes that reflected her every emotion. Since Alex's diagnosis, she had worked herself into the ground trying to take care of both Alex and their sweet baby girl, as well as trying to fit in as many hours as she could working for us. She'd had family helping out, but it was a lot to take on. I was sure she was worried about money, so she refused to take much time off. I'd overheard her on the phone with the insurance company one day when I took a quick break at the recording studio. We'd been trying to put the finishing touches on our album to get it ready by the projected release date. It was clear that she was torn between needing to be home more to help Alex and working to pay their bills. So, I had pulled Michael aside and told him to hire a temp to help out with our administrative needs, and we would fend for ourselves on the personal errands and she does for us. Between the four of us and Michael, we covered her salary. She'd tried to refuse, but we had insisted. She'd finally agreed because she'd known it was the best for her family. They needed her, we could make that happen. End of story. She will never know it, but I'd also arranged with the hospital to cover any outstanding medical bills. I had worked hard and had some incredibly lucky breaks in this business, and I'd been blessed with more money than I would ever spend in a lifetime. There was no way I could stand by and watch her and Gracie struggle with that kind of financial burden. As we waited for Allie to finish speaking to the couple in front of us in the visitation line, I saw an older woman I didn't recognize on the side closest to me, and Allie's parents standing next to her on the other side. I had met Steve and Colleen Kettering once, at the hospital the night Gracie was born. Steve was quiet and laid-back, and Colleen was a lot like her daughter, in looks and personality. The line moved forward, and I introduced myself to the older woman standing next to Allie, who was apparently Alex's aunt. If I recalled correctly, his parents were dead, and he had no siblings. Aunt Ellen, as I was instructed to call her, seemed a bit stunned when she recognized me. She quickly recovered and thanked me for being so supportive of Allie. "Of course," I assured her quietly. "Allie is important to all of us, and Alex was a great guy. We know how much she'll miss him, and we'll be there for whatever she and Gracie need." She teared up and her chin wobbled a bit as she tried to keep her composure. I gave her hand a light squeeze, then looked over to see Allie gazing up at me. I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her. "I'm so sorry, Allie," I said, feeling at a loss for words. I'm a songwriter, for Christ's sake, you'd think I could come up with something more eloquent to say than that. But in that moment, I doubted there was anything anyone could say that would ease her pain. Allie, understandably. She was pale, with dark circles under her dull eyes, with a tightly controlled, pinched expression on her face. Her face was normally so expressive, and her eyes used to sparkle with sass and barely concealed laughter. I hated seeing her like this, in such pain. She'd obviously not been sleeping well. I had noticed when I saw her a few weeks ago that she had lost even more weight, so she was clearly not eating right either. I realized how much I'd missed seeing her smile. I hadn't called her by her nickname lately. It seemed insensitive in light of everything going on. I could only hope that we could get her to smile again soon. | Lett011 | 77 | https://www.facebook.com/100092011133637/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195631 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:11 AM | 1729004061 | 1746634319 | 1634 | a.letsreadnovel.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://a.letsreadnovel.com/ad/bGV0c3JlYWQvMzIzNzk4LzIwMjQxMDExMTYwNjQ5L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.0353745273479E+14 | Lett011 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462771739_892164082486982_6052015014711023991_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=sA90E7KV_noQ7kNvgEI0tWS&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AYFlKgh59nSUJ5e4JsSvvny&oh=00_AYDdUTefzSld5jXrvJT5napwvj7ajSl0jmoBvP362YxoFg&oe=67144EB6 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | From the moment I laid eyes on Allie, I wanted her, but there was one problem โฆ she was married to someone else, and Iโd never come between a man and his wife. When her life started to unravel, I was there to help pick up the pieces. The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for her husband's service. She sat there, with dark circles under her dull eyes, with a tightly controlled, pinched expression on her face. I felt heartbroken about what she had gone through, and it only made me more determined to protect her. There was no way I could stand by and watch, I was all in, and there was no way I was going to miss her again. โโโโโโโโ Allie My husband left me and our daughter forever due to illness. I donโt know how to go on in the future. I only know that it is really difficult for me. My brother, sister and sister-in-law mingled with the crowd, and I saw Dean sitting on a sofa in the back of the room with a now-sleeping Gracie sprawled across his lap. Dean was a sweet guy, and such a good match for Hannah. He grew up a few doors down from us, and he and my sister had been dating since high school. They had both just graduated from college recently, and we all fully expected to hear a wedding announcement in the near future. My parents and Alex's Aunt Ellen stood alongside me near the casket, as people made their way through the line to offer their condolences. This is an awful tradition, I thought, as I forced myself to smile politely while listening to endless platitudes, many from people I barely knew. I was pulled out of my inner rant by a familiar voice and looked up to see Nico Peretti speaking to a visibly flustered Aunt Ellen. Nico had that effect on people. He was tall, topping out at 6'3", broad shouldered and gorgeous, with his dark wavy hair, deep brown eyes and permanently tanned skin illustrating his Italian heritage. As the lead singer for Storm Front, he was well on his way to becoming a rock legend in the music business. I had been working as an assistant to his band's manager for two years, so I knew him well. Looking down the line behind him, I saw the other members of the band along with my boss, Michael Drummond and his wife Jayne. Nico finished speaking with Aunt Ellen, squeezing her hand lightly, before turning to me. He held my gaze for a long moment, then stepped forward and gathered me into his arms for a tight hug. I got a faint whiff of his cologne - sandalwood mixed with a hint of vanilla - and was once again thankful for a break from the rose scent permeating the room. "I am so sorry, Allie," he said with his signature low rasp. He gave me a final squeeze, and stepped back to allow Matt Gibson, the drummer, to lean in for a quick hug. I was touched that they had taken the time to come. Nico The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for Alex's service. We wanted to be there to support Allie, but we tended to attract attention wherever we went, and the last thing we wanted was to cause a scene here today. Allie, or Sunshine as I usually called her, had worked for us for two years or so now. She had started as an assistant to our band's manager, Michael Drummond, shortly after she got married. I remembered the morning I met Allie at his office. She was sweet, with a shy smile that charmed me. By the end of the day, her shyness had worn off and her smile was bigger and brighter as she quickly became comfortable around us. At the end of her first week, I'd had a day that devolved into a show of epic proportions. We'd had equipment malfunctions in the studio, followed by the news that an "exclusive tell-all" interview was getting ready to hit the stands featuring some groupie I could barely remember who had given the tabloid reporter explicit details about our backstage sexcapades. Already irritated with the equipment issues in the studio, I had become livid when our publicist had called to give me a heads up about the interview. Aside from my anger, I was embarrassed that such highly personal information had become tabloid fodder for the world to gossip over. After a meeting with the publicist as well as Michael, the latter of whom insisted I couldn't sue someone for telling the truth, I had been ready to explode. I had stormed out of the conference room, only to see Allie making a cup of tea in the breakroom across the hall. I'd ducked in there to grab a bottle of water from the refrigerator and had glanced at her as she brought the tea to her lips and took a small sip. When I'd caught sight of the mug in her hands, I had boomed out a laugh. The mug had a cartoon sun on it, wearing sunglasses. It said "I squint at the sun because it's bright. I squint at my coworkers because they aren't." Since she and Michael were only a two-person office, I had laughed at the implication that he was an idiot. Because I was pissed that he wouldn't let me sue the groupie, the reporter, or the rag he worked for, I'd appreciated the implied insult even more. As she had watched me laugh, she'd smiled widely, and her eyes had twinkled. "The mug amuses you?" she'd asked. "Yes, and when I go back in there and squint at Michael it will be even funnier," I'd responded, feeling some of my tension ease. "Well, I'm glad I could brighten your day a little bit," she'd said with a smile. I had nodded, and replied, "That you did, Sunshine. Thank you." We had all met Alex several times since then. They seemed to be a perfect match. He was a nice guy, funny, and he adored his wife. The last time I saw him before he got sick, was when Allie had the baby. I had stopped by the hospital with a huge stuffed unicorn wearing a princess crown (just to be clear, the unicorn was wearing the crown, not me), and a bouquet of sunflowers. I'd spent a few nerve-wracking minutes holding the baby โ just long enough to forever lose a piece of my heart to Grace Elizabeth Donovan. She looked like she was going to favor her mother, with the same delicate features and hair with a slight curl in the same shade of blond as Allie's. A few of their friends and family were visiting at the same time, and they were pretty star-struck when I'd arrived. Alex had thought it was hilarious that I was getting more attention than the new baby they had all come to see and called me "Rock God" for the rest of the visit. After he got sick, I saw him in the hospital a couple of times. Once was only briefly, as I'd dropped Allie off after we finished at the studio and her car wouldn't start. I glanced around the packed room, taking note of the large group of people who had come to pay their respects. I hated that she was going through this. Of all people, Allie deserved to be happy. She was one of the most loving and genuinely caring people I had ever met. I've heard the phrase "beautiful inside and out" but never truly understood it until Allie. She was a beautiful soul wrapped up in a 5'4" package of gorgeous curves, blonde hair, and green eyes that reflected her every emotion. Since Alex's diagnosis, she had worked herself into the ground trying to take care of both Alex and their sweet baby girl, as well as trying to fit in as many hours as she could working for us. She'd had family helping out, but it was a lot to take on. I was sure she was worried about money, so she refused to take much time off. I'd overheard her on the phone with the insurance company one day when I took a quick break at the recording studio. We'd been trying to put the finishing touches on our album to get it ready by the projected release date. It was clear that she was torn between needing to be home more to help Alex and working to pay their bills. So, I had pulled Michael aside and told him to hire a temp to help out with our administrative needs, and we would fend for ourselves on the personal errands and she does for us. Between the four of us and Michael, we covered her salary. She'd tried to refuse, but we had insisted. She'd finally agreed because she'd known it was the best for her family. They needed her, we could make that happen. End of story. She will never know it, but I'd also arranged with the hospital to cover any outstanding medical bills. I had worked hard and had some incredibly lucky breaks in this business, and I'd been blessed with more money than I would ever spend in a lifetime. There was no way I could stand by and watch her and Gracie struggle with that kind of financial burden. As we waited for Allie to finish speaking to the couple in front of us in the visitation line, I saw an older woman I didn't recognize on the side closest to me, and Allie's parents standing next to her on the other side. I had met Steve and Colleen Kettering once, at the hospital the night Gracie was born. Steve was quiet and laid-back, and Colleen was a lot like her daughter, in looks and personality. The line moved forward, and I introduced myself to the older woman standing next to Allie, who was apparently Alex's aunt. If I recalled correctly, his parents were dead, and he had no siblings. Aunt Ellen, as I was instructed to call her, seemed a bit stunned when she recognized me. She quickly recovered and thanked me for being so supportive of Allie. "Of course," I assured her quietly. "Allie is important to all of us, and Alex was a great guy. We know how much she'll miss him, and we'll be there for whatever she and Gracie need." She teared up and her chin wobbled a bit as she tried to keep her composure. I gave her hand a light squeeze, then looked over to see Allie gazing up at me. I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her. "I'm so sorry, Allie," I said, feeling at a loss for words. I'm a songwriter, for Christ's sake, you'd think I could come up with something more eloquent to say than that. But in that moment, I doubted there was anything anyone could say that would ease her pain. Allie, understandably. She was pale, with dark circles under her dull eyes, with a tightly controlled, pinched expression on her face. Her face was normally so expressive, and her eyes used to sparkle with sass and barely concealed laughter. I hated seeing her like this, in such pain. She'd obviously not been sleeping well. I had noticed when I saw her a few weeks ago that she had lost even more weight, so she was clearly not eating right either. I realized how much I'd missed seeing her smile. I hadn't called her by her nickname lately. It seemed insensitive in light of everything going on. 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| 2195635 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:11 AM | 1729004061 | 1746634319 | 1634 | a.letsreadnovel.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://a.letsreadnovel.com/ad/bGV0c3JlYWQvMzIzNzk4LzIwMjQxMDExMTYwNjQ5L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.0353745273479E+14 | Lett011 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462695645_856350140019470_2260990462642320960_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=GyWXQ9t7zAgQ7kNvgH3BjMG&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AYFlKgh59nSUJ5e4JsSvvny&oh=00_AYBeo5dTiA2VGHVEZEkS9piJHz89FhsIqVQRTyBYW4teCg&oe=671463B2 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | From the moment I laid eyes on Allie, I wanted her, but there was one problem โฆ she was married to someone else, and Iโd never come between a man and his wife. When her life started to unravel, I was there to help pick up the pieces. The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for her husband's service. She sat there, with dark circles under her dull eyes, with a tightly controlled, pinched expression on her face. I felt heartbroken about what she had gone through, and it only made me more determined to protect her. There was no way I could stand by and watch, I was all in, and there was no way I was going to miss her again. โโโโโโโโ Allie My husband left me and our daughter forever due to illness. I donโt know how to go on in the future. I only know that it is really difficult for me. My brother, sister and sister-in-law mingled with the crowd, and I saw Dean sitting on a sofa in the back of the room with a now-sleeping Gracie sprawled across his lap. Dean was a sweet guy, and such a good match for Hannah. He grew up a few doors down from us, and he and my sister had been dating since high school. They had both just graduated from college recently, and we all fully expected to hear a wedding announcement in the near future. My parents and Alex's Aunt Ellen stood alongside me near the casket, as people made their way through the line to offer their condolences. This is an awful tradition, I thought, as I forced myself to smile politely while listening to endless platitudes, many from people I barely knew. I was pulled out of my inner rant by a familiar voice and looked up to see Nico Peretti speaking to a visibly flustered Aunt Ellen. Nico had that effect on people. He was tall, topping out at 6'3", broad shouldered and gorgeous, with his dark wavy hair, deep brown eyes and permanently tanned skin illustrating his Italian heritage. As the lead singer for Storm Front, he was well on his way to becoming a rock legend in the music business. I had been working as an assistant to his band's manager for two years, so I knew him well. Looking down the line behind him, I saw the other members of the band along with my boss, Michael Drummond and his wife Jayne. Nico finished speaking with Aunt Ellen, squeezing her hand lightly, before turning to me. He held my gaze for a long moment, then stepped forward and gathered me into his arms for a tight hug. I got a faint whiff of his cologne - sandalwood mixed with a hint of vanilla - and was once again thankful for a break from the rose scent permeating the room. "I am so sorry, Allie," he said with his signature low rasp. He gave me a final squeeze, and stepped back to allow Matt Gibson, the drummer, to lean in for a quick hug. I was touched that they had taken the time to come. Nico The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for Alex's service. We wanted to be there to support Allie, but we tended to attract attention wherever we went, and the last thing we wanted was to cause a scene here today. Allie, or Sunshine as I usually called her, had worked for us for two years or so now. She had started as an assistant to our band's manager, Michael Drummond, shortly after she got married. I remembered the morning I met Allie at his office. She was sweet, with a shy smile that charmed me. By the end of the day, her shyness had worn off and her smile was bigger and brighter as she quickly became comfortable around us. At the end of her first week, I'd had a day that devolved into a show of epic proportions. We'd had equipment malfunctions in the studio, followed by the news that an "exclusive tell-all" interview was getting ready to hit the stands featuring some groupie I could barely remember who had given the tabloid reporter explicit details about our backstage sexcapades. Already irritated with the equipment issues in the studio, I had become livid when our publicist had called to give me a heads up about the interview. Aside from my anger, I was embarrassed that such highly personal information had become tabloid fodder for the world to gossip over. After a meeting with the publicist as well as Michael, the latter of whom insisted I couldn't sue someone for telling the truth, I had been ready to explode. I had stormed out of the conference room, only to see Allie making a cup of tea in the breakroom across the hall. I'd ducked in there to grab a bottle of water from the refrigerator and had glanced at her as she brought the tea to her lips and took a small sip. When I'd caught sight of the mug in her hands, I had boomed out a laugh. The mug had a cartoon sun on it, wearing sunglasses. It said "I squint at the sun because it's bright. I squint at my coworkers because they aren't." Since she and Michael were only a two-person office, I had laughed at the implication that he was an idiot. Because I was pissed that he wouldn't let me sue the groupie, the reporter, or the rag he worked for, I'd appreciated the implied insult even more. As she had watched me laugh, she'd smiled widely, and her eyes had twinkled. "The mug amuses you?" she'd asked. "Yes, and when I go back in there and squint at Michael it will be even funnier," I'd responded, feeling some of my tension ease. "Well, I'm glad I could brighten your day a little bit," she'd said with a smile. I had nodded, and replied, "That you did, Sunshine. Thank you." We had all met Alex several times since then. They seemed to be a perfect match. He was a nice guy, funny, and he adored his wife. The last time I saw him before he got sick, was when Allie had the baby. I had stopped by the hospital with a huge stuffed unicorn wearing a princess crown (just to be clear, the unicorn was wearing the crown, not me), and a bouquet of sunflowers. I'd spent a few nerve-wracking minutes holding the baby โ just long enough to forever lose a piece of my heart to Grace Elizabeth Donovan. She looked like she was going to favor her mother, with the same delicate features and hair with a slight curl in the same shade of blond as Allie's. A few of their friends and family were visiting at the same time, and they were pretty star-struck when I'd arrived. Alex had thought it was hilarious that I was getting more attention than the new baby they had all come to see and called me "Rock God" for the rest of the visit. After he got sick, I saw him in the hospital a couple of times. Once was only briefly, as I'd dropped Allie off after we finished at the studio and her car wouldn't start. I glanced around the packed room, taking note of the large group of people who had come to pay their respects. I hated that she was going through this. Of all people, Allie deserved to be happy. She was one of the most loving and genuinely caring people I had ever met. I've heard the phrase "beautiful inside and out" but never truly understood it until Allie. She was a beautiful soul wrapped up in a 5'4" package of gorgeous curves, blonde hair, and green eyes that reflected her every emotion. Since Alex's diagnosis, she had worked herself into the ground trying to take care of both Alex and their sweet baby girl, as well as trying to fit in as many hours as she could working for us. She'd had family helping out, but it was a lot to take on. I was sure she was worried about money, so she refused to take much time off. I'd overheard her on the phone with the insurance company one day when I took a quick break at the recording studio. We'd been trying to put the finishing touches on our album to get it ready by the projected release date. It was clear that she was torn between needing to be home more to help Alex and working to pay their bills. So, I had pulled Michael aside and told him to hire a temp to help out with our administrative needs, and we would fend for ourselves on the personal errands and she does for us. Between the four of us and Michael, we covered her salary. She'd tried to refuse, but we had insisted. She'd finally agreed because she'd known it was the best for her family. They needed her, we could make that happen. End of story. She will never know it, but I'd also arranged with the hospital to cover any outstanding medical bills. I had worked hard and had some incredibly lucky breaks in this business, and I'd been blessed with more money than I would ever spend in a lifetime. There was no way I could stand by and watch her and Gracie struggle with that kind of financial burden. As we waited for Allie to finish speaking to the couple in front of us in the visitation line, I saw an older woman I didn't recognize on the side closest to me, and Allie's parents standing next to her on the other side. I had met Steve and Colleen Kettering once, at the hospital the night Gracie was born. Steve was quiet and laid-back, and Colleen was a lot like her daughter, in looks and personality. The line moved forward, and I introduced myself to the older woman standing next to Allie, who was apparently Alex's aunt. If I recalled correctly, his parents were dead, and he had no siblings. Aunt Ellen, as I was instructed to call her, seemed a bit stunned when she recognized me. She quickly recovered and thanked me for being so supportive of Allie. "Of course," I assured her quietly. "Allie is important to all of us, and Alex was a great guy. We know how much she'll miss him, and we'll be there for whatever she and Gracie need." She teared up and her chin wobbled a bit as she tried to keep her composure. I gave her hand a light squeeze, then looked over to see Allie gazing up at me. I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her. "I'm so sorry, Allie," I said, feeling at a loss for words. I'm a songwriter, for Christ's sake, you'd think I could come up with something more eloquent to say than that. But in that moment, I doubted there was anything anyone could say that would ease her pain. Allie, understandably. She was pale, with dark circles under her dull eyes, with a tightly controlled, pinched expression on her face. Her face was normally so expressive, and her eyes used to sparkle with sass and barely concealed laughter. I hated seeing her like this, in such pain. She'd obviously not been sleeping well. I had noticed when I saw her a few weeks ago that she had lost even more weight, so she was clearly not eating right either. I realized how much I'd missed seeing her smile. I hadn't called her by her nickname lately. It seemed insensitive in light of everything going on. 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| 2195084 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:11 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634319 | 1634 | c.whastory.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://c.whastory.com/ad/bnV0cmVhZHMvMzI1NTU3LzIwMjQxMDE0MTAzMjIzL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.8142321172642E+14 | Wha002 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462933592_899660082107830_4820730718305346898_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=DkfvohyXDJgQ7kNvgFB3Chm&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AgROJs9sG72OusaRJR2y27V&oh=00_AYAFPZOw7MbLO7c4Z9PaZ26MdCwrSg-7qJdUOpRF0YOlbw&oe=67143D3D | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. 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At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. If it would've been any other time, Athena would've snapped at him for even touching her, let alone holding her hand like this, but right now, she didn't even bother to look at who was pulling her. The image of Cole banging Bianca on that couch was spinning in her head like a never-ending movie roll. Until now, her body and mind didn't even want to believe what she saw. | 0 | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195669 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 6/7/25, 3:31 PM | 1729004061 | 1749328312 | 1634 | www.novel-oasis.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐ฅClick to Read more about๐<Alpha Simon and His Rejected Luna>๐ | https://www.novel-oasis.com/share/middle/43brvkixmxyhurl30kt14ev2?ad_id={{ad.id}}&sid=120213734288230085&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 1.0835822237064E+14 | LeReader-brilliant Novel | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462932424_520687864260859_8591475907817014736_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=QY9brlaFpjsQ7kNvgEQL9Zr&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ADLtgwC5PkG-_EerBYjqIuF&oh=00_AYAPttnlhLCji8XvNIelzk48HQGAMZmSVNc9-wt44pH29Q&oe=67145B42 | REGULAR_PAGE | 0 | 0 | ๐๐๐"I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot. Athena, who never expected him to do something like this, fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. ------------------ It was the second week since Athena's father died. Martyred in the rogue attack on the pack two weeks ago, her dad, the Gama of the pack, was one of the warriors who lost their lives in the brutal fight. Athena's mother died giving birth to her, and now her father was gone, too. After having lost both of her guardians and no direct relative to take care of her, she was devastated. To survive alone, she had to carry a facade. A facade of being strong and independent. Seeing her cold and aloof, glaring at everyone most of the time, everyone started maintaining their distance from her. Except for two people. Alpha's son, Cole, her lover, and her bully, the future Beta, Jake. Cole and she were a perfect match made in heaven, or thatโs what Athena thought. Having been crushing on her best friend since childhood, she knew he was the best guy for her. After her parents' death, he was her only love and hope in life. Though she didnโt want to ruin her friendship with him over brief fantasies, she knew something was there between them. Even her wolf, Celine, agreed with her. Cole had hinted to her he liked her, and she wanted to be the one by his side for the rest of her life, but the only thing stopping them was the mate bond. They didn't know if they were each other's mates. A mate bond was considered the most sacred bond in their country, unlike others where chosen mates were allowed. Cole's eighteenth birthday has already passed, and since he didnโt mention finding his mate, she was now more sure that she was his mate. Though he has said nothing about her being his mate, maybe, it was because he didn't want to burden her uselessly. She has noticed how Cole gets jealous and possessive of her even after his birthday. That gaze he throws at her all the time can't be mistaken for a friendship gaze. Athena smiled at the mere imagination of being loved by Cole. The wait was for only a year more till she'll find out Cole is her mate. Once her wolf howls in approval for Cole's wolf, she knows they will complete the mating ceremony on the same day, and Cole will give her the best he always promised her. Smiling at the thoughts clouding her mind after attending to her father's grave and telling him everything about how she has been trying her best to live her life happily, Athena decided to stop by Cole's family farmhouse to relax. Cole had given her the keys to this farmhouse because his parents were never here, and he wanted her to use this place whenever she wanted to run away from people. At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. If it would've been any other time, Athena would've snapped at him for even touching her, let alone holding her hand like this, but right now, she didn't even bother to look at who was pulling her. The image of Cole banging Bianca on that couch was spinning in her head like a never-ending movie roll. Until now, her body and mind didn't even want to believe what she saw. | 0 | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195666 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:11 AM | 1729004061 | 1746634320 | 1634 | www.novel-oasis.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐ฅClick to Read more about๐<Alpha Simon and His Rejected Luna>๐ | https://www.novel-oasis.com/share/middle/43brvkixmxyhurl30kt14ev2?ad_id={{ad.id}}&sid=120213734288460085&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 1.0835822237064E+14 | LeReader-brilliant Novel | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463049026_1647397666188981_5501804229824052316_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zOpSAETwuyMQ7kNvgG1NaD2&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ANym_FZgKjykSbpK-gL68ow&oh=00_AYAWcZdaa5Xj9VHHUYv64Byz5kZXr5HvWl_7oTgrhVfjHg&oe=67143EA4 | REGULAR_PAGE | 0 | 0 | ๐๐๐"I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot. Athena, who never expected him to do something like this, fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. ------------------ It was the second week since Athena's father died. Martyred in the rogue attack on the pack two weeks ago, her dad, the Gama of the pack, was one of the warriors who lost their lives in the brutal fight. Athena's mother died giving birth to her, and now her father was gone, too. After having lost both of her guardians and no direct relative to take care of her, she was devastated. To survive alone, she had to carry a facade. A facade of being strong and independent. Seeing her cold and aloof, glaring at everyone most of the time, everyone started maintaining their distance from her. Except for two people. Alpha's son, Cole, her lover, and her bully, the future Beta, Jake. Cole and she were a perfect match made in heaven, or thatโs what Athena thought. Having been crushing on her best friend since childhood, she knew he was the best guy for her. After her parents' death, he was her only love and hope in life. Though she didnโt want to ruin her friendship with him over brief fantasies, she knew something was there between them. Even her wolf, Celine, agreed with her. Cole had hinted to her he liked her, and she wanted to be the one by his side for the rest of her life, but the only thing stopping them was the mate bond. They didn't know if they were each other's mates. A mate bond was considered the most sacred bond in their country, unlike others where chosen mates were allowed. Cole's eighteenth birthday has already passed, and since he didnโt mention finding his mate, she was now more sure that she was his mate. Though he has said nothing about her being his mate, maybe, it was because he didn't want to burden her uselessly. She has noticed how Cole gets jealous and possessive of her even after his birthday. That gaze he throws at her all the time can't be mistaken for a friendship gaze. Athena smiled at the mere imagination of being loved by Cole. The wait was for only a year more till she'll find out Cole is her mate. Once her wolf howls in approval for Cole's wolf, she knows they will complete the mating ceremony on the same day, and Cole will give her the best he always promised her. Smiling at the thoughts clouding her mind after attending to her father's grave and telling him everything about how she has been trying her best to live her life happily, Athena decided to stop by Cole's family farmhouse to relax. Cole had given her the keys to this farmhouse because his parents were never here, and he wanted her to use this place whenever she wanted to run away from people. At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. If it would've been any other time, Athena would've snapped at him for even touching her, let alone holding her hand like this, but right now, she didn't even bother to look at who was pulling her. The image of Cole banging Bianca on that couch was spinning in her head like a never-ending movie roll. Until now, her body and mind didn't even want to believe what she saw. | 0 | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195672 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:11 AM | 1729004062 | 1746634320 | 1634 | www.novel-oasis.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐ฅClick to Read more about๐<Alpha Simon and His Rejected Luna>๐ | https://www.novel-oasis.com/share/middle/43brvkixmxyhurl30kt14ev2?ad_id={{ad.id}}&sid=120213733797490085&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 1.0835822237064E+14 | LeReader-brilliant Novel | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462696451_863256405873483_267602068550416193_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zhgTyE5tM0UQ7kNvgG_PpsW&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ADLtgwC5PkG-_EerBYjqIuF&oh=00_AYC2tCwnTeT9VRmEwDDBBHd38Ep2SRIEEJyX6II2hx-Tuw&oe=67146B0F | REGULAR_PAGE | 0 | 0 | ๐๐๐"I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot. Athena, who never expected him to do something like this, fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. ------------------ It was the second week since Athena's father died. Martyred in the rogue attack on the pack two weeks ago, her dad, the Gama of the pack, was one of the warriors who lost their lives in the brutal fight. Athena's mother died giving birth to her, and now her father was gone, too. After having lost both of her guardians and no direct relative to take care of her, she was devastated. To survive alone, she had to carry a facade. A facade of being strong and independent. Seeing her cold and aloof, glaring at everyone most of the time, everyone started maintaining their distance from her. Except for two people. Alpha's son, Cole, her lover, and her bully, the future Beta, Jake. Cole and she were a perfect match made in heaven, or thatโs what Athena thought. Having been crushing on her best friend since childhood, she knew he was the best guy for her. After her parents' death, he was her only love and hope in life. Though she didnโt want to ruin her friendship with him over brief fantasies, she knew something was there between them. Even her wolf, Celine, agreed with her. Cole had hinted to her he liked her, and she wanted to be the one by his side for the rest of her life, but the only thing stopping them was the mate bond. They didn't know if they were each other's mates. A mate bond was considered the most sacred bond in their country, unlike others where chosen mates were allowed. Cole's eighteenth birthday has already passed, and since he didnโt mention finding his mate, she was now more sure that she was his mate. Though he has said nothing about her being his mate, maybe, it was because he didn't want to burden her uselessly. She has noticed how Cole gets jealous and possessive of her even after his birthday. That gaze he throws at her all the time can't be mistaken for a friendship gaze. Athena smiled at the mere imagination of being loved by Cole. The wait was for only a year more till she'll find out Cole is her mate. Once her wolf howls in approval for Cole's wolf, she knows they will complete the mating ceremony on the same day, and Cole will give her the best he always promised her. Smiling at the thoughts clouding her mind after attending to her father's grave and telling him everything about how she has been trying her best to live her life happily, Athena decided to stop by Cole's family farmhouse to relax. Cole had given her the keys to this farmhouse because his parents were never here, and he wanted her to use this place whenever she wanted to run away from people. At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. If it would've been any other time, Athena would've snapped at him for even touching her, let alone holding her hand like this, but right now, she didn't even bother to look at who was pulling her. The image of Cole banging Bianca on that couch was spinning in her head like a never-ending movie roll. Until now, her body and mind didn't even want to believe what she saw. | 0 | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195492 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:11 AM | 1729004058 | 1746634320 | 1634 | m.novelworldoversea.com | Learn more | IMAGE | Click to read all chapters | https://m.novelworldoversea.com/4u9l6i45jg0.html | 4.181661680556E+14 | Storyverse | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463249940_1057075235662757_8418048909554596956_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=KwRDb0E2Li8Q7kNvgFJi9ls&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AYqVnTMXEnfZxzf8Wg899kk&oh=00_AYBwb_-Pah1FAEyV1-BFRGRI7inKx839WMRSLcNE1IvBBQ&oe=67143EC1 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Uncle Aleksei forced his hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my l | Storyverse | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61567115634026/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Whenever rumors spread, her ex-husband, Pierce Clement, was the first to refute, "I believe in my ex-wife. Those people have nothing to do with her." ๐คฃ๐คฃOne day, Sophia was interviewed by reporters. "Ms. Cruise, what if you fall in love with someone else?" Sophia replied with a smile, "I hope my husband can be magnanimous. After all, that's just a mistake that all women will make." Pierce was rendered speechless. "I can't!" Headline: The day I knew about my pregancy, I found my husband had an illegitimate child with his first love.๐คฃ๐คฃ Chapter 1 The Illegitimate Son "Come to the dinner party at the Hilton Hotel right now." Pierce Clement demanded without much emotion. But Sophia Cruise was overjoyed when she received her husband's call. "I'm in the hospital..." Before Sophia could tell Pierce that she was doing a pregnancy test, Pierce hung up. Pierce had been on a business trip for over two months, and this was the first time he called Sophia. He was as distant as ever, but his call excited Sophia. Sophia thought, "He still remembers that today is the third anniversary of our marriage. "He must have planned a surprise party for me." Her haggard face became florid and beamed with joy as she left the hospital with the report. It was great. Sophia also had good news for Pierce. What a happy day! As soon as Sophia got out of the car, she was surrounded. Reporters came in great numbers, barring her way. Sophia couldn't conceal her happiness. Pierce might have released the news of their anniversary, so the reporters waited there to congratulate them. At this thought, Sophia waved joyfully at the reporters. "Mrs. Clement, your marriage to Pierce has lasted for three years. Do you know that his illegitimate son is already two years old?" "Mrs. Clement, what do you think of Pierce's illegitimate son? Will you bring him back and raise him?" "You and Pierce are a couple in name, and each of you has your own lover, right?" "Is that child yours? Or Pierce cheated on you?" All the reporters fired questions at Sophia. There had been rumors about Pierce's illegitimate son recently, but Sophia didn't believe them. "My husband is very busy. We don't have any children yet, and he doesn't have an illegitimate son. The rumors aren't true. We love each other dearly, and I believe in my husband." In the third year of her marriage, Sophia could handle such unexpected situations proficiently and decisively. Pierce stood straight not far away. His features were strongly defined. He had a solemn expression on his face and a cold look in his eyes. Pierce chatted with the person across from him. As he looked up, he saw Sophia walking over. He ceased to smile, and his stern face became expressionless as usual. The next second, the smile died on Sophia's lips. She stiffened and scuffed her feet. She saw Pierce holding a cute little boy in his arms. The boy was about two years old, a carbon copy of Pierce. Pierce looked down at the boy smilingly, appearing noble and gentle. The woman beside Pierce tenderly took over the boy, as if they had been married for years. It was Pierce's first love, Emelia Wilson. Unexpectedly, she was back! The boy looked like Emelia and Pierce. Sophia was convinced that he was Pierce's son! She clenched her fists so that she wouldn't lose control of her emotions. Three years ago, Emelia broke up with Pierce after taking his mother's money and went abroad. Pierce was hit by Emelia's betrayal. Probably to wreak vengeance on his mother, he had dated many girls since then. Sophia had long been in love with Pierce. When she was kidnapped abroad, Pierce passed by and saved her. She had taken a liking to him at their first meeting. After returning to the country, Sophia went to work at the Clement Group to get close to Pierce. However, Pierce didn't remember who she was. Sophia pushed herself to get better to attract Pierce's attention. She became Pierce's chief secretary in just six months. Not long after, Pierce's sister fell seriously ill and needed donated bone marrow. It was found during a physical examination that Sophia's bone marrow matched well. For the first time, Pierce talked to Sophia about a personal matter. He patiently asked what her conditions for donating bone marrow were. Sophia was willing to do that, but she didn't want money. She tried not to be nervous and ventured, "If you marry me." Pierce was stunned, but then he casually agreed, "Okay." It seemed that he didn't care who his wife was at all. Sophia, on the contrary, was excited. After marriage, she was devoted to her family, hoping that she could be with Pierce for the rest of her life. In the past three years, she had been mocked, humiliated, and neglected, and everyone gossiped about her. It was as if she would be driven out of Pierce's villa at any time. However, Sophia had always believed that she wouldn't regret marrying Pierce. She was pretty sure that she would become a qualified wife. Time would prove that Pierce had made the right choice, and he would notice and fall in love with her. But right now, Sophia's confidence and determination seemed to have been shattered. Standing on the stage, Pierce glanced coldly at the people around him, and the hall immediately quieted down. "Thank you all for taking the time to attend my son Luke Clement's second birthday party amidst your busy schedule. He was photographed by the reporters and subjected to unfounded speculation. "To avoid causing harm to him, I'd like to formally declare that he's my son with Sophia." Hearing this, Sophia went blank. She looked up at Pierce with a stiff and gloomy expression, and her face turned pale. The reporters at the door hadn't left yet. So they heard what Pierce said. Just now, Sophia firmly denied that Luke had anything to do with Pierce. But now, Pierce admitted that Luke was his son. Obviously, Sophia wasn't Luke's mother. Sophia felt as if she was slapped in public. She felt color flame up in her cheeks in the scorching sun. Today was their wedding anniversary! Pierce might have forgotten what day it was today. He asked Sophia to come because he decided to claim his relationship with Luke at the party. Sophia's nose twitched, and tears blurred her eyes. Pierce's declaration ruined the marriage she had worked hard to maintain and shattered her persistence and self-esteem. Sophia took a deep look at Pierce, who was waiting for her to make a cooperative statement. He left Sophia in a dilemma without caring about her feelings! Sophia was burning with embarrassment, indifference, and humiliation. Pressed and urged by Pierce's sharp and cold gaze, Sophia was heartbroken. He wanted her to compromise. Sophia found it ridiculous. She finally realized that she could never let Pierce fall for her. She was too naรฏve before, and now she had given up. It was time to put an end to the farce. Sophia took the microphone. With a smile, she said slowly in a low voice, "Mr. Clement, there must be some mistake. I have nothing to do with this child. I also want to know who his mother is." The audience burst into an uproar and tacitly exchanged glances. Sophia looked Pierce in the eye and saw a glimmer of anger and forbearance in it. Pierce knitted his brows and lowered his voice. "Sophia, what are you doing? Don't you know how important this thing is? Did you forget your promise?" Sophia once promised that as long as Pierce married her, she would act as his good wife and would never embarrass the Clement family. With a sneer, Sophia suppressed her disappointment and withdrew her gaze indifferently. "It's not that I make trouble out of nothing, but you push me too far!" Her eyes were filled with disappointment and coldness. She decided to help Pierce for the last time, so she dropped her voice. "Pierce, let's get divorced!" Then Sophia threw the microphone onto the ground, turned around, and left. The hall was silent. Sophia married Pierce three years ago, and his son was already two years old. In other words, Pierce wasn't busy with work in the past three years but took care of his real family. He said he didn't like children, so he didn't get Sophia pregnant. But it turned out he just didn't like Sophia's children. Sophia had no idea of that like a fool and still tried hard to maintain her seemingly happy marriage. She stopped at the door of the hall and looked back. She saw Emelia comfort Pierce with Luke in her arms. Her voice was gentle. "Pierce, why did Sophia leave? Does she not like Luke?" Pierce replied in a frigid voice, "Leave her alone." Chapter 2 Slander How ironic. "Leave her alone." Pierce's indifferent words seemed to have plunged Sophia into a bottomless abyss covered with ice and snow, bringing her silent agony. He was heartless. He thought Sophia took advantage of him. Sophia was sensible enough to ask for a divorce, and Pierce could finally get rid of marital bonds. She gave a short, derisive laugh with a hint of desperation and decisiveness in her eyes. Sophia turned around and strode away without the least hesitation. She admitted that she liked Pierce, but she had her limits. She wouldn't let Pierce wound her pride without resisting. It wasn't shameful to get a divorce. Instead, Sophia found it shameful if she helped to cover up the truth that Pierce cheated on her and had an illegitimate son. That was ridiculous! She would regain her sense of dignity herself. *** Sophia went back home. The villa was elaborately decorated with fine furniture. She hoped that Pierce could feel warm as soon as he came back. At that moment, the huge villa was empty. When Sophia came to think of it, Pierce just stayed for a day last month and hurriedly left. But she was so surprised by his short visit that she was at a loss. Pierce might have been with Emelia and their son for the past three years. This realization made Sophia shiver in disgust. She went upstairs to pack her things when she heard the servant knock on the door. "Mrs. Clement, Devan is here." Sophia was stunned for a moment and walked out. Pierce's assistant, Devan Reed, brought a suitcase with him. It seemed like he had just disembarked from the plane. He handed over a jewelry box and a bouquet with a smile. "Mrs. Clement, these are Mr. Clement's gifts for your third anniversary." Dumbfounded, Sophia looked up at Devan. She suddenly remembered that she received all the anniversary gifts from Devan. Pierce was celebrating his illegitimate son's birthday now. How could he prepare these gifts for Sophia? Sophia sneered and didn't reach out to take the gifts. Disappointed, she could only admit that she was a loser. "Pierce doesn't even remember what day it is today. Did you prepare these gifts?" As soon as the words fell, Devan's smile stiffened. It seemed that he couldn't hold it anymore. "Mrs. Clement..." Devan's reaction spoke for itself. Sophia set her mind at rest. She felt relieved to obtain the answer. She was joyful when she received those gifts before, but now she found it ridiculous! She was so foolish that she didn't see anything wrong. Sophia turned to go upstairs without saying anything more. She took out her phone and wanted to call her family but hesitated. Back then, she married Pierce despite the opposition from her family. She deserved it! Sophia clicked on the news. The hot headlines that gave rise to much discussion caught the eye. "Breaking news! Sophia had an surgery when she was a mistress before marriage, so she can't have a child!" "How could the Clement family not have a descendant?" "Poor Pierce. His legal wife is sterile!" "Pierce and Emelia are a perfect match!" "Sophia is a woman of loose morals. Her true features are exposed after she married into the rich Clement family!" *** The internet was flooded with such information. Sophia was the victim, but she was slandered! Her hands were trembling. Her nose twitched, and tears fell on her hands. She thought, "Pierce, how ruthless you are! "Do you want to ruin me in this way because I didn't cooperate? "Well then, I won't hesitate anymore." Sophia smiled bitterly and gulped back her tears, her gaze gradually becoming cold and firm. She had packed her things. She wouldn't take anything else with her except for what she brought. After their divorce was filed tomorrow, she would disappear from Pierce's world. Sophia was sleeping at midnight. There came the faint sound of a car from outside, but she didn't care. After all, Pierce wouldn't come back. Not long after, Sophia heard heavy footsteps from outside the room. Pierce lay beside Sophia and touched her soft skin with his cold hand. Sophia shuddered and instantly became wide awake. She pushed Pierce's hand away hard and covered her lower belly with her hands. The air became stagnant in the dark. The familiar yet strange light perfume, which was mixed with a faint smell of wine, suggested that it was Pierce. Sophia was surprised by his appearance. She thought about it. Perhaps he came back to get even with her for what happened today. Sophia suppressed her bitterness and indifferently moved away. The next second, warm light filled the room. Pierce stood in front of Sophia, with a cold expression on his face. His icy gaze fell on her. "Isn't that enough?" Pierce thought Sophia made trouble out of nothing at the dinner party. Sophia lowered her eyes to conceal her bitterness and forced a pale smile. "I was serious when I asked for a divorce." Pierce stared at Sophia with deep eyes, as if suppressing his anger. "You must be mad. You were afraid that Luke would threaten your status, so you acted to catch my attention, right?" He looked at Sophia's pale face and the shocked look in her eyes. Thinking that he had seen through her trick, he sneered. "Listen..." Before Pierce could finish his words, Sophia got out of bed and quickly went to the dressing room. She put on her coat and pushed out her suitcase. Stunned, Pierce squinted his sharp eyes coldly. It seemed that Sophia would leave at any moment. Sophia stood there in a windbreaker and looked indifferently up at Pierce. Pierce always saw her at her worst. "Pierce, if you don't go to get a divorce tomorrow, I will tell all the reporters about the sordid things your family did." Sophia knew what Pierce hated the most, so she forced him in this way. She was right. Pierce's brows were scrunched together in anger. But Sophia wasn't worried anymore. She was no longer afraid of losing Pierce. She calmly accepted the failure of her marriage and wanted to leave Pierce. Sophia was sad, but she believed that it would all blow over. She couldn't stay any longer. So she pushed her suitcase and turned around to leave. Pierce looked down at Sophia and grabbed her wrist with a scowl. He said in an arctic voice, "Don't regret it!" Of course, Sophia wouldn't regret it, so she walked out with determination. *** The first month of autumn had just passed. It was still cold in the black night. As soon as Sophia stepped out of the villa, her nose twitched, and tears rolled down her cheeks. She could finally release her pent-up emotions. Sophia chuckled to himself, then took out her phone and called her friend Sandra Clayton. "Come pick me up, Sandra." Sandra paused. Then she said calmly, "Wait for me. I'll be right there." Sandra had known Sophia since she was a little girl and was the first to oppose her marrying Pierce. But Sophia didn't listen to Sandra. It wasn't until she got hurt that she knew who was truly good to her. In the past three years, Sophia deliberately reduced her interaction with her friends, fearing that they would know about her forbearance and make trouble. But now when she thought about it, she was quite foolish. Sandra arrived in less than ten minutes. When the two met, their eyes turned red. Sandra could tell what happened from the suitcase at Sophiaโs feet. Gritting her teeth, she felt angry and sorry. "Go back with me." The Clayton family was among the best in Aberdyfi, so Sandra was flamboyant and arrogant. Sandra brought Sophia back to her luxury apartment in the downtown area. As soon as Sandra walked in, she couldn't help but curse. "I wanted to curse when I watched the news during the day. That dirtbag is cruel and unscrupulous! "How could he do something nasty like forcing you to recognize his illegitimate son? It was disgusting!" Sophia thought that the wounds that hadn't yet healed would make her feel painful and sad, but she was wrong. She felt as free as a bird. She shook her head with a bitter smile and said, "We're going to get divorced tomorrow." Chapter 3 The Same Gift Sandra said after a pause, "Good to hear that. If you were to bear it, I'd look down on you!" Then she walked over to help Sophia pack her things briskly. It was silent for a moment. Sandra turned around and held Sophia soothingly. "Great to have you back. Stop loving that dirtbag." Sophia's eyes suddenly turned red. She was blinded by love and wasted too much time on Pierce. "I will," Sophia promised to Sandra and herself. She took a deep breath and repressed all her emotions. The next day, the sky was cloudy. The air was sultry. Sophia stopped being Pierce's dignified and decent wife and chose an off-the-shoulder long green dress she hadn't worn in three years, which made her look attractive with fair skin. Sandra drove Sophia to the courthouse, and the two waited in the car at the door. However, Pierce didn't come. Sophia called Pierce three consecutive times, but he didn't answer. Looking at the rejected calls, she dialed the number of a reporter who had a good relationship with the Clement Group. Sophia calmly smiled without preamble, "I have photos of Pierce's infidelity. Do you want them for free?" The reporter was taken aback. Then he said some perfunctory words in response and hung up. Sandra gave Sophia a thumbs up. Sophia ran her fingers through her hair. She casually said to Sandra, "Wait a moment. He'll come soon. By the way, what's new lately?" Sandra thought for a moment and smiled. "The Cruise Group launched a world-shaking bionic technology last month and dominated the market all over the world. Everyone said that your family seemed low-key, but you were fabulously wealthy!" Hardly had Sandra's voice faded away, Sophia received a call from Pierce. She sneered. Sure enough, only this way would work. Sophia calmly answered the phone and heard Pierce's cold, angry voice. "Sophia, don't overestimate yourself. Even if you have got something on my family, who dares to release it?" Sophia knew that no reporters could afford to offend the powerful Clement Group. But she couldn't end her marriage and leave if she didn't do this. She chuckled, her voice indifferent. "Mr. Clement, I've been waiting for you at the courthouse. I had no choice because you didn't show up." Pierce fell silent for a moment. He said in a frigid voice, "I don't have time to play this game with you. You'd better come to work on time, or I'll fire all the useless people under your command." Then he hung up the phone. Sophia stiffened. Pierce implicated the innocent employees because he didn't like her. She asked Sandra to go back, then took a taxi to the Clement Group. The people in the group were surprised to see Sophia. They didn't expect her to come back so soon, and she looked more radiant than before. Sophia took the prepared divorce agreement and resignation letter to Pierce's office. All she wanted was to leave in the shortest possible time. Sophia pushed the door open without knocking on it. She was stunned by what she saw. Emelia, who looked slender and pitiful, sat next to Pierce. The two of them were discussing something in a document with their heads down, appearing very close and intimate. Sophia's face darkened. She didn't expect to see Emelia there. But on second thought, they already had a son, so it wasn't surprising that Emelia could come. Sophia's arrival ruined their moment. She spoke with haughty disdain. "I planned to complete the divorce procedures before resigning, but it seems that I need to resign now." Pierce looked up at Sophia with a hint of indifference and estrangement in his eyes. His shirt was perfectly ironed, and he looked cold. "Aren't you afraid that I'll fire all your people given what you did?" Pierce knew that the people in the Secretary Department were all trained by Sophia, and Sophia was on good terms with them. Sophia sneered, "I'll take them away with me." The moment turned sour. Hearing this, Emelia withdrew her gaze. With a faint smile, she took out a gift box from the drawer and gave it to Sophia. "Ms. Cruise, are you still angry about what happened yesterday? "I'm really sorry. I heard that yesterday was your third wedding anniversary. Pierce was so busy taking care of me and our son that he forgot about it. "This is the gift we chose for you. I hope you like it." Emelia walked over and whispered in Sophia's ear, "Well. "I have the same necklace." She deliberately provoked Sophia. Her voice dripped sarcasm as she stared at Sophia's face. Pierce and his mistress prepared a gift for Sophia. And the necklace was the same as his mistress'! It was simply ridiculous! Sophia couldn't describe how she felt. It was like she stepped in something disgusting, making her stomach turn over. She glared coldly at Emelia. Suddenly, she raised her hand and knocked over the box in Emelia's hand. "Save your breath. Don't be hypocritical." Emelia's face turned pale as she looked pitifully at Sophia. "I know you're angry with me, but Luke is innocent. Can you accept him?" As she spoke, tears streamed down her face. "What are you doing?" Pierce barked at Sophia and stood up with a gloomy face. He was angry to see Emelia crying and the box thrown on the ground. How dare Sophia mistreat Emelia in front of him? Emelia, with tears in her eyes, pitifully grabbed Pierce's arm. "It's understandable that Ms. Cruise gets angry. It's okay if she doesn't like the gift I chose. I just want her to treat Luke well. I don't want to ruin your marriage." Pierce frowned at Sophia. There was a wild look in his deep eyes. Sophia stared at Emelia, who acted well as a professional actress. And she smiled indifferently. Sophia began icily, "You already have a son as a mistress. Stop pretending to be innocent. Don't you think it's ridiculous?" Emelia turned pale. She leaned weakly against Pierce, shedding tears of grievance. Pierce was the picture of nonchalance. "Watch your mouth, Sophia. She's not a mistress. You'd better show her some respect." Seeing that Pierce stuck up for Emelia and couldn't bear to see her suffer, Sophia felt like a villain who broke up two lovers. Pierce said Emelia wasn't a mistress. How about Sophia? Sophia narrowed her eyes at Emelia expressionlessly. She jibed, "Who does she think she is? Why should I respect her? She doesn't deserve it!" Sophia held back her nausea and glanced coldly at Pierce. Sophia's calm face gave Pierce a strange feeling. But he bottled it up soon. Emelia's pitiful weep upset Pierce. His face was a cold blank mask as he looked at Sophia. "Apologize to Emelia!" "What?" Sophia stiffened and glared defiantly back at Pierce. Emelia bit her lower lip, took a cup of coffee from the desk, and walked over gently and carefully. "I'm sorry, Ms. Cruise. I should apologize to you." Then she handed the coffee to Sophia. When Emelia was about to spill the coffee on Sophia, Sophia's reason was defeated by her rage. She dodged backward and slapped Emelia in the face fiercely. Crack! The slap and the sound of the broken cup were heard simultaneously. Sophia thrashed her slightly numb hand satisfactorily. The air was still. Shocked, Emelia weakly covered her swollen cheek, with tears of fear in her eyes. Pierce looked at Sophia in disbelief. Ignoring his sorry state, he protected Emelia behind him, his eyes flashing with coldness. "Sophia, are you out of your mind?" Chapter 4 Don't Be Shameless Since yesterday, Sophia had been like a different person. Sophia smiled coldly. Meeting Pierce's angry gaze, she took out the resignation letter and divorce agreement that had been prepared long ago and threw them fiercely at his face. "Pierce, don't be shameless. You controlled public opinion and slandered me with paid trending topics. Do you really think I've forgotten all about it? "Don't make me look down on you. I'm too disgusted to spend one more day with people like you." Sophia sneered and took a step toward Pierce, looking into his sharp eyes without any fear. She yanked on Pierce's collar hard toward herself, his handsome face suddenly close to her. Sophia said in an icy and menacing tone, "Mr. Clement, you are clear about my ability. If you do not want to make things embarrassing, sign the divorce agreement, and let's split up peacefully. "Otherwise, I'll sue for divorce, and everyone will know the scandal of the Clement Group." After Sophia finished speaking, she coldly glanced at them, released Pierce in disgust, and left. She felt great after letting go of her feelings for him. Pierce stared intensely at her back with a tight frown and a frosty, complicated expression. The moment she dragged him, he felt as if she clutched his heart. His fluttering heart made him a little nervous. Pierce didn't have much affection for Sophia, but he was quite satisfied with her. He had an easy time with her after they got married. She was obedient and would not cause any trouble. Sophia helped Pierce far more than he had first realized. He had never seen Sophia like this before. She was angry, sober, sensible, and cool. She was like a beast that had been pretending to be submissive and had finally shown its true colors. Pierce had an indescribable wave of emotion that he couldn't control at all. His mind drifted back to her calm and indifferent gaze just now. He was annoyed. "Slandering her with paid trending topics?" Pierce thought, "When did I ever do such things?" Yet he clearly realized that he didn't want a divorce. Emelia sobbed cautiously and reached for his arm. "Pierce, how about I explain to Ms. Cruise when I get a chance?" Pierce dodged her hand, his thin lips pursed tightly as he looked at her slightly swollen face. "No need. Just don't blame her." Emelia blanched and smiled weakly and understandingly. "Of course, I won't." Emelia was alerted, wondering if Pierce cared about Sophia. Once Sophia went out, her coworkers gathered around her, all feeling indignant. "Sophia, you're obviously Mrs. Clement. You've done so much for Mr. Clement, but in the end, you're giving way to a mistress?" "That's right. According to Mr. Reed's words, he plans to arrange for that shameless woman to work in the secretarial office. They are driving you away, aren't they?" "Mr. Clement is really foolish. In terms of ability and beauty, how can that woman compare to you?" The crowd complained. Sophia smiled comfortingly. At this time, she no longer cared about Pierce. "Don't worry about me. Any normal person will end such a marriage as soon as possible." She smiled casually. "Mr. Clement might be angry with you guys because of me. If you want to leave here, you can come to me at any time." After three years of working with them, Sophia had good relationships with all these coworkers. If Pierce really fired them because of her, Sophia wouldn't mind recommending them to the Cruise Group. Even if Pierce blacklisted anyone, she could afford the consequences. After saying goodbye, Sophia left the office with her things. Pierce didn't forget Sophia's words and soon had someone investigate the slander. Soon, there were results from Devan. The PR manager came over to report. "You instructed us not to let the gossip hurt Mr. Luke, especially about his origins, so ... we had to divert the public's attention to Mrs. Clement's past." Pierce's face clouded. "What past?" "She was indiscreet about her private life before marriage. She can't have children and so on." At those words, Pierce violently flung the cup in front of him onto the ground. Pierce's face darkened as he looked at the PR manager coldly and sternly. "Who said that?" He was furious. How could he not know what kind of person Sophia was? She gave her first time to him. There was dead silence in the office. The PR manager wiped his sweat. "Someone sent Mrs. Clement's information anonymously, and Ms. Wilson told us to protect Mr. Luke at all costs..." At this point, he didn't dare hide anything because he could see that Pierce's mood was bad. Pierce's eyes instantly turned grim, his expression icy. "Go back and pack your things. You're fired." The PR manager kept begging for mercy, but to no avail, and he was finally dragged out by the security guards. Pierce realized he had been careless this time. His unusual feelings for Sophia became even stronger, lingering in his mind. For a few days, no matter who in the Clement Group called her, Sophia did not answer the phone. A week later, the hospital called her, reminding her to go for a prenatal checkup. Sophia then remembered that she was pregnant. She should have been happy to have a strong connection with Pierce. But at this point, Sophia just couldn't be happy. She thought, "Pierce has an illegitimate child, so what is my child?" Sophia felt fate was pranking her. It was an unwanted accident. Sophia thought, "I have to make a choice. "Should I keep the child or not?" She went to the hospital anyway, without telling anyone. The doctor examined Sophia. Seeming to have seen her hesitation, the doctor gently told her, "The fetus is healthy, and all indicators are normal. If you don't want it, make an early decision." Sophia dithered and smiled with a pale face. "Thank you. I'll think about it." She stood up and left, her thoughts jumbled as she walked to the door. Her figure was slim, her head slightly down. She looked gentle and gloomy. While Sophia was in a daze, a small child who came out of nowhere hit Sophia's leg, fell to the floor, and covered his forehead, crying with an aggrieved face. Sophia was about to bend down to help the child up when she saw his face and was stunned. And then Emelia's anxious voice sounded not far away. "Luke..." Emelia ran over, took a look at Sophia, and hugged Luke as she cried sadly. It was as if Sophia had mistreated Emelia's son. Their cries attracted a lot of onlookers. The next second, Pierce also rushed over from the side, his sleeves pulled up to his forearms. His aura was cold and stern. Seeing this, he instantly scowled, his sharp eyes gazing at Sophia. Emelia sobbed. "Ms. Cruise, I did something wrong to you, but you shouldn't have attacked a child. He's only two years old. Please let him go." Sophia looked at them speechlessly, feeling ridiculous. Is Emelia addicted to putting on a show? Sophia was even tired of dealing with Emelia's tricks. Sophia felt it was so boring. Pierce silently picked up the child, coaxing him gently. Pierce's eyes overflowed with tenderness and anxiety. Pierce's aura was a harmonious mixture of coldness and gentleness. He frowned at Sophia, his eyes sharp. "Why are you here? Were you following us?" His questioning tone was angry and frosty. Sophia's heart trembled, her mood worsening. She snorted. "You think everyone came here because of you guys? Don't flatter yourself." The little kid gradually stopped crying in Pierce's arms. He was rather dependent on his father. Sophia was stung by this scene. Thinking about why she had come here, she was even more upset. She felt it was hard to breathe, her chest tight. The difficulty in breathing made her belly ache. Emelia spoke softly on the side. "Luke has a fever. Pierce and I came with him to see the doctor. Unexpectedly, we just turned around, and he was gone. "Coincidentally, we met you here, Ms. Cruise. What are you going to do?" Emelia implicated that Sophia had abducted the child. Chapter 5 Car Accident Sophia sneered. She said angrily, "It was him who crashed into me by himself. I didn't even touch him. "Surveillance video is a good thing. Please have some common sense. Go and take a look at it before slandering me." Emelia's face stiffened, and her crying stopped. She seemed to have forgotten that there was a surveillance video, and her previous accusation could be disproved at any time. Emelia was about to say something to fix the situation when she saw Sophia turn around with her bag and walk away. Pierce frowned and hurriedly handed the child to Emelia. "Wait here for me." He hurried after Sophia. He could not describe his mood. He felt uneasy about Sophia's recent unusualness and the subconscious changes in his mind. When he chased after her, Sophia was waiting outside for the car. Pierce stood there with a complex expression, his tone cold. "Why did you come to the hospital? Are you sick?" Sophia gave him a strange look. Just now he said she was following him, and now he was concerned about her health. Sophia felt Pierce was nosy. Of course, she wouldn't let Pierce know about her pregnancy. She said casually, "Just to visit a friend." Pierce didn't know who her friends were anyway. Pierce's face tightened. "Where have you been staying the last few days? Why haven't you been home?" Sophia cast him a calm glance, her voice indifferent. "What's it got to do with you? Since I moved out, you can let your new lover and illegitimate child move in to live with you." Pierce's eyelids twitched. He was clearly angered. Sophia chuckled unconcernedly. "I forgot it. You have so many properties. How can you possibly let them live in a second-hand one? It's not like you have to hide them." Pierce suppressed his anger, his voice icy and hard. "I always thought you were a nice person. I did not expect that you would not even tolerate a child." Sophia's heart trembled as she clenched her hands tightly. She thought, "Tolerating his child with someone else? "It's easy for him to say that. Am I petty just because I can't tolerate his illegitimate child? Is it also my fault?" Sophia smiled coldly. "Pierce, I don't want to say more about it. You've seen the divorce papers. Don't bother me with anything other than the divorce proceedings." The car stopped beside her. Sophia glanced at the license plate number, got into the car, and closed the door. She didn't even glance at him. She thought, "How ridiculous! Does he think I should take care of his mistress and illegitimate child? "Am I that abject?" Pierce sensed Sophia's cold attitude. His face was calm, but his heart trembled slightly. He hadn't told her that it was the PR Department that had spread rumors about her. Yet she probably wouldn't believe it even if he said it. Pierce felt he was losing something, and he had a sense of powerlessness because he couldn't grasp it. Emelia came up from behind him with the crying child in her arms. She said carefully, "Luke's crying again. Is he still having a fever?" Pierce came out of his trance, his face still cold. He turned around and gently stared at the cute child. "Don't worry. The doctor can deal with it." Emelia smiled with a pale face and looked at him cautiously. "I saw your divorce papers, Pierce. Will you get a divorce?" Pierce's smile faltered, his eyes instantly turning sullen. He looked at her icily. "No. She'll always be my wife." Emelia's blood ran cold. She forced a stiff and fake smile. "That's good. Otherwise, I'd really be upset and blame myself." Pierce said nothing. He carried Luke inside. Emelia dropped her eyes, coldness and unwillingness crossing her soft eyes. Pierce didn't want a divorce, so she had to deal with Sophia. Sophia went back. After that, she received several text messages from an unfamiliar number. They were nothing more than intimate photos of Emelia and Pierce, insults about her having no children, and so on. Sophia naturally knew who had done it. She saved all the text messages. She could use them as proof of Pierce's affair. Sophia had been having fun with Sandra all this time. After relaxing all of a sudden, she was in a better state than before. In the evening, Sandra took Sophia to a clubhouse for a party with her friends. Sophia didn't refuse. They talked and laughed. She felt as if she was back to the carefree days before she got married. Halfway through, she went to the restroom. Yet she didn't expect to see Emelia. Sophia looked away and took out a lipstick from the bag to fix her makeup. She pretended not to know Emelia. Emelia looked at the gorgeous Sophia, feeling jealous. "Ms. Cruise, I didn't expect you to be quite fun-loving. Pierce and I are here to socialize. Do you want to go say hello to him?" They had already socialized together. Sophia knew Emelia was showing off. She smiled indifferently and looked at Emelia's affected face in the mirror. Sophia said coolly, "If you're really capable, get Pierce to divorce me, or don't mess with me unless you want a beating." Sophia gave a blunt warning, coldly glanced sideways at Emelia's stiff face, and turned to leave. A piece of paper fell out of her bag. She didn't notice it and just walked away. Emelia, however, bent down and picked up the piece of paper. It was a medical report. Emelia's face changed immediately after she saw the contents clearly. Sophia was pregnant. Emelia clutched the report tightly, her inner turmoil instantly becoming stronger and her nervousness reaching its peak. She breathed heavily, thinking, "If Pierce knows that Sophia is pregnant, all my efforts will be in vain. "Luke and I won't be able to enter the Clement family." Emelia's eyes flashed with a hint of viciousness. She couldn't let anyone stand in her way. *** Sophia returned to the private room. Everyone else had drunk enough. Sandra said goodbye to her friends while Sophia went outside to wait for Sandra and the designated driver. Sophia stood at the intersection, the streetlight around her dim. Emelia sat in her car, staring surly at Sophia standing there. Sophia was smiling softly, one hand over her belly as if looking down and saying something to the baby in her belly. Driven by the surging anger and fierceness, Emelia clutched the steering wheel tightly, her gaze somber and vicious. Her mind was filled with a crazy idea. She was going to crash Sophia and her baby to death. "I can't let Sophia and her baby become a stumbling block." Emelia murmured to herself, "As long as I kill them, no one can snatch Pierce from me. "All this is supposed to be mine. "Sophia, go to see God with your child." Emelia tensed, gritted her teeth, and stepped hard on the gas. As soon as Sophia looked up, she felt a harsh light from the opposite side, and she couldn't even open her eyes. Then, a grating sound rang out, and a car sped toward her. In that instant, her mind went blank, her hands and feet turning cold. The moment the car hit Sophia, she saw who was driving it. It was Emelia. The sharp noise broke the silence in the night. Then there was a big colliding sound. Sophia was sent flying and landed heavily on the ground. She instantly felt terrible pain all over as if her whole body had been crushed, and then her belly ached badly. Warm liquid ran out from between Sophia's legs as if something was slowly leaving her body. Her heart contracted violently as fear and excruciating pain tortured her. Sophia couldn't even move, feeling she was abandoned by the world. She wanted to cry out, "Save my baby!" Sophia had decided to raise this child alone. However, at that moment, the baby in her belly was ruthlessly injured, and she was going to lose it. There was nothing Sophia could do, tears flowing down her face along with the blood. She couldn't say a word in pain. In the harsh cold light, she was surrounded by a strong smell of blood, her vision getting blurry. Three years of marriage left her with nothing. Sophia felt heartbroken. The pain spread to every nerve inside her body. There was dead silence around her. Sophia seemed to have heard Sandra's hysterical and panicked cries. The noise grew smaller and smaller... Soon, Sophia passed out. Click to read all chapters and all books!. | Novels world | 42 | https://www.facebook.com/61566527096942/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195090 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:11 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634320 | 1634 | c.whastory.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://c.whastory.com/ad/bnV0cmVhZHMvMzI1NTU3LzIwMjQxMDE0MTAzMjIzL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.8142321172642E+14 | Wha002 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463079914_1240879247115717_7177740904126411461_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=aOO1UQG2cbAQ7kNvgHUWmH0&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AsdKLms7m5wLCcUAMXwEa4-&oh=00_AYB4Ys_i01dGiOFQl4Ksb-NS1knJRe5PgPCvgKfvMeAUJQ&oe=67144DD4 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. Axel. The look on his face confused me but I didn't have time to think about it before my world went black. | Wha002 | 58 | https://www.facebook.com/61554783541379/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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They had both just graduated from college recently, and we all fully expected to hear a wedding announcement in the near future. My parents and Alex's Aunt Ellen stood alongside me near the casket, as people made their way through the line to offer their condolences. This is an awful tradition, I thought, as I forced myself to smile politely while listening to endless platitudes, many from people I barely knew. I was pulled out of my inner rant by a familiar voice and looked up to see Nico Peretti speaking to a visibly flustered Aunt Ellen. Nico had that effect on people. He was tall, topping out at 6'3", broad shouldered and gorgeous, with his dark wavy hair, deep brown eyes and permanently tanned skin illustrating his Italian heritage. As the lead singer for Storm Front, he was well on his way to becoming a rock legend in the music business. I had been working as an assistant to his band's manager for two years, so I knew him well. Looking down the line behind him, I saw the other members of the band along with my boss, Michael Drummond and his wife Jayne. Nico finished speaking with Aunt Ellen, squeezing her hand lightly, before turning to me. He held my gaze for a long moment, then stepped forward and gathered me into his arms for a tight hug. I got a faint whiff of his cologne - sandalwood mixed with a hint of vanilla - and was once again thankful for a break from the rose scent permeating the room. "I am so sorry, Allie," he said with his signature low rasp. He gave me a final squeeze, and stepped back to allow Matt Gibson, the drummer, to lean in for a quick hug. I was touched that they had taken the time to come. Nico The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for Alex's service. We wanted to be there to support Allie, but we tended to attract attention wherever we went, and the last thing we wanted was to cause a scene here today. Allie, or Sunshine as I usually called her, had worked for us for two years or so now. She had started as an assistant to our band's manager, Michael Drummond, shortly after she got married. I remembered the morning I met Allie at his office. She was sweet, with a shy smile that charmed me. By the end of the day, her shyness had worn off and her smile was bigger and brighter as she quickly became comfortable around us. At the end of her first week, I'd had a day that devolved into a show of epic proportions. We'd had equipment malfunctions in the studio, followed by the news that an "exclusive tell-all" interview was getting ready to hit the stands featuring some groupie I could barely remember who had given the tabloid reporter explicit details about our backstage sexcapades. Already irritated with the equipment issues in the studio, I had become livid when our publicist had called to give me a heads up about the interview. Aside from my anger, I was embarrassed that such highly personal information had become tabloid fodder for the world to gossip over. After a meeting with the publicist as well as Michael, the latter of whom insisted I couldn't sue someone for telling the truth, I had been ready to explode. I had stormed out of the conference room, only to see Allie making a cup of tea in the breakroom across the hall. I'd ducked in there to grab a bottle of water from the refrigerator and had glanced at her as she brought the tea to her lips and took a small sip. When I'd caught sight of the mug in her hands, I had boomed out a laugh. The mug had a cartoon sun on it, wearing sunglasses. It said "I squint at the sun because it's bright. I squint at my coworkers because they aren't." Since she and Michael were only a two-person office, I had laughed at the implication that he was an idiot. Because I was pissed that he wouldn't let me sue the groupie, the reporter, or the rag he worked for, I'd appreciated the implied insult even more. As she had watched me laugh, she'd smiled widely, and her eyes had twinkled. "The mug amuses you?" she'd asked. "Yes, and when I go back in there and squint at Michael it will be even funnier," I'd responded, feeling some of my tension ease. "Well, I'm glad I could brighten your day a little bit," she'd said with a smile. I had nodded, and replied, "That you did, Sunshine. Thank you." We had all met Alex several times since then. They seemed to be a perfect match. He was a nice guy, funny, and he adored his wife. The last time I saw him before he got sick, was when Allie had the baby. I had stopped by the hospital with a huge stuffed unicorn wearing a princess crown (just to be clear, the unicorn was wearing the crown, not me), and a bouquet of sunflowers. I'd spent a few nerve-wracking minutes holding the baby โ just long enough to forever lose a piece of my heart to Grace Elizabeth Donovan. She looked like she was going to favor her mother, with the same delicate features and hair with a slight curl in the same shade of blond as Allie's. A few of their friends and family were visiting at the same time, and they were pretty star-struck when I'd arrived. Alex had thought it was hilarious that I was getting more attention than the new baby they had all come to see and called me "Rock God" for the rest of the visit. After he got sick, I saw him in the hospital a couple of times. Once was only briefly, as I'd dropped Allie off after we finished at the studio and her car wouldn't start. I glanced around the packed room, taking note of the large group of people who had come to pay their respects. I hated that she was going through this. Of all people, Allie deserved to be happy. She was one of the most loving and genuinely caring people I had ever met. I've heard the phrase "beautiful inside and out" but never truly understood it until Allie. She was a beautiful soul wrapped up in a 5'4" package of gorgeous curves, blonde hair, and green eyes that reflected her every emotion. Since Alex's diagnosis, she had worked herself into the ground trying to take care of both Alex and their sweet baby girl, as well as trying to fit in as many hours as she could working for us. She'd had family helping out, but it was a lot to take on. I was sure she was worried about money, so she refused to take much time off. I'd overheard her on the phone with the insurance company one day when I took a quick break at the recording studio. We'd been trying to put the finishing touches on our album to get it ready by the projected release date. It was clear that she was torn between needing to be home more to help Alex and working to pay their bills. So, I had pulled Michael aside and told him to hire a temp to help out with our administrative needs, and we would fend for ourselves on the personal errands and she does for us. Between the four of us and Michael, we covered her salary. She'd tried to refuse, but we had insisted. She'd finally agreed because she'd known it was the best for her family. They needed her, we could make that happen. End of story. She will never know it, but I'd also arranged with the hospital to cover any outstanding medical bills. I had worked hard and had some incredibly lucky breaks in this business, and I'd been blessed with more money than I would ever spend in a lifetime. There was no way I could stand by and watch her and Gracie struggle with that kind of financial burden. As we waited for Allie to finish speaking to the couple in front of us in the visitation line, I saw an older woman I didn't recognize on the side closest to me, and Allie's parents standing next to her on the other side. I had met Steve and Colleen Kettering once, at the hospital the night Gracie was born. Steve was quiet and laid-back, and Colleen was a lot like her daughter, in looks and personality. The line moved forward, and I introduced myself to the older woman standing next to Allie, who was apparently Alex's aunt. If I recalled correctly, his parents were dead, and he had no siblings. Aunt Ellen, as I was instructed to call her, seemed a bit stunned when she recognized me. She quickly recovered and thanked me for being so supportive of Allie. "Of course," I assured her quietly. "Allie is important to all of us, and Alex was a great guy. We know how much she'll miss him, and we'll be there for whatever she and Gracie need." She teared up and her chin wobbled a bit as she tried to keep her composure. I gave her hand a light squeeze, then looked over to see Allie gazing up at me. I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her. "I'm so sorry, Allie," I said, feeling at a loss for words. 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| 2195637 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004061 | 1746634321 | 1634 | a.letsreadnovel.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://a.letsreadnovel.com/ad/bGV0c3JlYWQvMzIzNzk4LzIwMjQxMDExMTYwNjQ5L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.0353745273479E+14 | Lett011 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462710078_2006797966407291_1743504736931985938_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YxMO3g4cWp4Q7kNvgEynCHd&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Au-4WO94szy_LBO3MnLLVSu&oh=00_AYAXeay89l_c4yIWTOksp3QRfQQjDTiw1hvHpHGBgOkM7w&oe=6714538A | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | From the moment I laid eyes on Allie, I wanted her, but there was one problem โฆ she was married to someone else, and Iโd never come between a man and his wife. When her life started to unravel, I was there to help pick up the pieces. The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for her husband's service. She sat there, with dark circles under her dull eyes, with a tightly controlled, pinched expression on her face. I felt heartbroken about what she had gone through, and it only made me more determined to protect her. There was no way I could stand by and watch, I was all in, and there was no way I was going to miss her again. โโโโโโโโ Allie My husband left me and our daughter forever due to illness. I donโt know how to go on in the future. I only know that it is really difficult for me. My brother, sister and sister-in-law mingled with the crowd, and I saw Dean sitting on a sofa in the back of the room with a now-sleeping Gracie sprawled across his lap. Dean was a sweet guy, and such a good match for Hannah. He grew up a few doors down from us, and he and my sister had been dating since high school. They had both just graduated from college recently, and we all fully expected to hear a wedding announcement in the near future. My parents and Alex's Aunt Ellen stood alongside me near the casket, as people made their way through the line to offer their condolences. This is an awful tradition, I thought, as I forced myself to smile politely while listening to endless platitudes, many from people I barely knew. I was pulled out of my inner rant by a familiar voice and looked up to see Nico Peretti speaking to a visibly flustered Aunt Ellen. Nico had that effect on people. He was tall, topping out at 6'3", broad shouldered and gorgeous, with his dark wavy hair, deep brown eyes and permanently tanned skin illustrating his Italian heritage. As the lead singer for Storm Front, he was well on his way to becoming a rock legend in the music business. I had been working as an assistant to his band's manager for two years, so I knew him well. Looking down the line behind him, I saw the other members of the band along with my boss, Michael Drummond and his wife Jayne. Nico finished speaking with Aunt Ellen, squeezing her hand lightly, before turning to me. He held my gaze for a long moment, then stepped forward and gathered me into his arms for a tight hug. I got a faint whiff of his cologne - sandalwood mixed with a hint of vanilla - and was once again thankful for a break from the rose scent permeating the room. "I am so sorry, Allie," he said with his signature low rasp. He gave me a final squeeze, and stepped back to allow Matt Gibson, the drummer, to lean in for a quick hug. I was touched that they had taken the time to come. Nico The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for Alex's service. We wanted to be there to support Allie, but we tended to attract attention wherever we went, and the last thing we wanted was to cause a scene here today. Allie, or Sunshine as I usually called her, had worked for us for two years or so now. She had started as an assistant to our band's manager, Michael Drummond, shortly after she got married. I remembered the morning I met Allie at his office. She was sweet, with a shy smile that charmed me. By the end of the day, her shyness had worn off and her smile was bigger and brighter as she quickly became comfortable around us. At the end of her first week, I'd had a day that devolved into a show of epic proportions. We'd had equipment malfunctions in the studio, followed by the news that an "exclusive tell-all" interview was getting ready to hit the stands featuring some groupie I could barely remember who had given the tabloid reporter explicit details about our backstage sexcapades. Already irritated with the equipment issues in the studio, I had become livid when our publicist had called to give me a heads up about the interview. Aside from my anger, I was embarrassed that such highly personal information had become tabloid fodder for the world to gossip over. After a meeting with the publicist as well as Michael, the latter of whom insisted I couldn't sue someone for telling the truth, I had been ready to explode. I had stormed out of the conference room, only to see Allie making a cup of tea in the breakroom across the hall. I'd ducked in there to grab a bottle of water from the refrigerator and had glanced at her as she brought the tea to her lips and took a small sip. When I'd caught sight of the mug in her hands, I had boomed out a laugh. The mug had a cartoon sun on it, wearing sunglasses. It said "I squint at the sun because it's bright. I squint at my coworkers because they aren't." Since she and Michael were only a two-person office, I had laughed at the implication that he was an idiot. Because I was pissed that he wouldn't let me sue the groupie, the reporter, or the rag he worked for, I'd appreciated the implied insult even more. As she had watched me laugh, she'd smiled widely, and her eyes had twinkled. "The mug amuses you?" she'd asked. "Yes, and when I go back in there and squint at Michael it will be even funnier," I'd responded, feeling some of my tension ease. "Well, I'm glad I could brighten your day a little bit," she'd said with a smile. I had nodded, and replied, "That you did, Sunshine. Thank you." We had all met Alex several times since then. They seemed to be a perfect match. He was a nice guy, funny, and he adored his wife. The last time I saw him before he got sick, was when Allie had the baby. I had stopped by the hospital with a huge stuffed unicorn wearing a princess crown (just to be clear, the unicorn was wearing the crown, not me), and a bouquet of sunflowers. I'd spent a few nerve-wracking minutes holding the baby โ just long enough to forever lose a piece of my heart to Grace Elizabeth Donovan. She looked like she was going to favor her mother, with the same delicate features and hair with a slight curl in the same shade of blond as Allie's. A few of their friends and family were visiting at the same time, and they were pretty star-struck when I'd arrived. Alex had thought it was hilarious that I was getting more attention than the new baby they had all come to see and called me "Rock God" for the rest of the visit. After he got sick, I saw him in the hospital a couple of times. Once was only briefly, as I'd dropped Allie off after we finished at the studio and her car wouldn't start. I glanced around the packed room, taking note of the large group of people who had come to pay their respects. I hated that she was going through this. Of all people, Allie deserved to be happy. She was one of the most loving and genuinely caring people I had ever met. I've heard the phrase "beautiful inside and out" but never truly understood it until Allie. She was a beautiful soul wrapped up in a 5'4" package of gorgeous curves, blonde hair, and green eyes that reflected her every emotion. Since Alex's diagnosis, she had worked herself into the ground trying to take care of both Alex and their sweet baby girl, as well as trying to fit in as many hours as she could working for us. She'd had family helping out, but it was a lot to take on. I was sure she was worried about money, so she refused to take much time off. I'd overheard her on the phone with the insurance company one day when I took a quick break at the recording studio. We'd been trying to put the finishing touches on our album to get it ready by the projected release date. It was clear that she was torn between needing to be home more to help Alex and working to pay their bills. So, I had pulled Michael aside and told him to hire a temp to help out with our administrative needs, and we would fend for ourselves on the personal errands and she does for us. Between the four of us and Michael, we covered her salary. She'd tried to refuse, but we had insisted. She'd finally agreed because she'd known it was the best for her family. They needed her, we could make that happen. End of story. She will never know it, but I'd also arranged with the hospital to cover any outstanding medical bills. I had worked hard and had some incredibly lucky breaks in this business, and I'd been blessed with more money than I would ever spend in a lifetime. There was no way I could stand by and watch her and Gracie struggle with that kind of financial burden. As we waited for Allie to finish speaking to the couple in front of us in the visitation line, I saw an older woman I didn't recognize on the side closest to me, and Allie's parents standing next to her on the other side. I had met Steve and Colleen Kettering once, at the hospital the night Gracie was born. Steve was quiet and laid-back, and Colleen was a lot like her daughter, in looks and personality. The line moved forward, and I introduced myself to the older woman standing next to Allie, who was apparently Alex's aunt. If I recalled correctly, his parents were dead, and he had no siblings. Aunt Ellen, as I was instructed to call her, seemed a bit stunned when she recognized me. She quickly recovered and thanked me for being so supportive of Allie. "Of course," I assured her quietly. "Allie is important to all of us, and Alex was a great guy. We know how much she'll miss him, and we'll be there for whatever she and Gracie need." She teared up and her chin wobbled a bit as she tried to keep her composure. I gave her hand a light squeeze, then looked over to see Allie gazing up at me. I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her. "I'm so sorry, Allie," I said, feeling at a loss for words. I'm a songwriter, for Christ's sake, you'd think I could come up with something more eloquent to say than that. But in that moment, I doubted there was anything anyone could say that would ease her pain. Allie, understandably. She was pale, with dark circles under her dull eyes, with a tightly controlled, pinched expression on her face. Her face was normally so expressive, and her eyes used to sparkle with sass and barely concealed laughter. I hated seeing her like this, in such pain. She'd obviously not been sleeping well. I had noticed when I saw her a few weeks ago that she had lost even more weight, so she was clearly not eating right either. I realized how much I'd missed seeing her smile. I hadn't called her by her nickname lately. It seemed insensitive in light of everything going on. 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| 2195102 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634321 | 1634 | b.myfantasyapp.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://b.myfantasyapp.com/ad/bXlmYW50YXN5LzMyNTQ2OS8yMDI0MTAxNDEwMjU1Ni9wYWdl?adid={{ad.id}} | 4.1868250131908E+14 | Fanta001 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463027630_521208750771128_4453464697758443451_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=tDU9iv_SgOAQ7kNvgFjIKK_&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ATyB-iJp-VTsh8duh2-ylr4&oh=00_AYCtTK3RQ_4o7dk-BxbCibGjTUhdTCPVY2a4KOUdIstKIg&oe=67143233 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. โ The prick is blocking the sun. I'm lying on the beach on the last day before the first day of my senior year, trying to darken my skin for one more day before school starts. Given that my father moved me to Sunset Beach at the end of my junior year, all the way across the country from my old home in Virginia, I didn't have much else to do. I don't know a single person in town and I'm already anxious about the first day tomorrow, wondering if anyone will even talk to me or if I'll be forced stare at my phone all day in an attempt to not acknowledge the fact that I'm the new girl in school. But now The prick is blocking my sun. I call him that because he walks like that guy. Chest out, like he owns the beach. He's phenomenal looking and he knows it and he knows the rest of us know it. Everything is easy for him, even walking in the sand. So I already know he's gonna be The prick. "You're new," he says. "To the planet?" I say. "No. I'm not." He smiles and his teeth are snow white against his bronze skin and his sun pecked blonde hair. His jaw could cut stone and his eyes are bluer than the ocean behind him. The surfboard under his arms looks nearly as hard as the ripples in his abs. The prick is smoking hot. "New and funny," he says. "What a combo." He turns over his shoulder. "Brett, we've got a funny one." Brett trudges up sand and plants his board in the sand next to The prick. Brett is almost as good looking. An inch shorter, dark hair, green eyes, a chest like a cutting board. Barbed wire tattooed around each of his biceps. He didn't smile. "Funny chicks are usually pains in my hip." "I like funny chicks," another guy says, coming up on The prick's left. "They usually don't think twice about giving it up." Third Guy is in a tie for second with Brett for best looking. Shoulder length brown hair, broad shoulders, eyes that matched his hair. All three of them are wet, having just come from the ocean and their waves. I'd seen them out on the water, envious of how they moved on their boards. I can surf, the result of summer trips to Florida when I was younger, but I'm not that good. "Where you from, New Girl?" The prick asks. "Not sure it's any of your business," I say. His smile darkens just a fraction. "You're kind of rude." "And you're blocking my sun." He jams his board into the sand, standing it on end. "Just trying to be friendly." "I think you're doing it wrong." Third Guy chuckles. The prick just stares at me. I look around. There are other people on the beach, but not near us. It becomes super clear to me that I'm on my own with the three of them. And I realize I'm uncomfortable. But I can't help myself. "And I think you're a prick," I say to Brett. He laughs, like he's heard that a million times. "I'll show you a prick if you wanna see one, honey." "Not interested," I say. "You will be," he says. "You still haven't answered the question," The prick says. I stare back at him. Jesus, is he good looking. Stop-what-you're-doing-and-fantasize good looking. "I'm aware." "It's not a hard question," he says. "Maybe she wants something hard, though," Third Guy says. I look at him. "Not sure you're up for the job, Champ." Third Guy doesn't like that and shuffles closer in the sand. "How about if we see?" Now, I'm for real uncomfortable. I sit up. I throw my keys and sandals in my bag and stand up. None of them move, eyeing me like I'm dinner. "This has been fun, boys," I say. "But I think I'm going home." The prick finally takes notice of my beat up surfboard next to my towel. He pushes the edge of it with his sand covered toe. "This yours?" "What gave it away?" I ask. He picks it up by the nose, gives it the once over, then lets it fall back to the sand. "It's a prick." "Takes one to know one," I say, picking up my towel and shaking it out. Third Guy and Brett back up, The prick holds his ground. The prick smiles. My stomach flips, then flops, then flips some more. Why does he have to be so good looking? "Happy to teach you how to ride," he says. His pals snicker. "I'm good," I say, picking up my board. "I think I'll have to be the judge of that," The prick says. "Good luck with that." "I don't need luck, honey," he says and tilts his head to the side. Drops of water from the ocean glisten on his perfect chest. "I take what I want when I want it." I pull my shorts on over my bikini bottoms. "No need to cover up the show," Brett says. "You don't have tickets," I say, grabbing my bag and picking up my board. "What a mouth," Third Guy says. "I wonder if it can do other things besides talk." Brett laughs, but The prick just keeps staring at me, trying to melt me with those blue eyes. It's almost working. "It can," I say. "But unfortunately for you, it doesn't go anywhere near prick." Third Guy glowers at me. The corner of The prick's perfect mouth turns upward into something that almost looks like a smile. But there's something about it that feels more threatening than friendly. It's ninety something degrees out but suddenly I'm chilled. I sling the bag over my shoulder. "I wish I could say it's been a pleasure, but I don't like to lie. See you around." I turn to go. "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. "Presley! Are you about ready?" I'm not ready. It's the next morning and I'm standing in front of the mirror, trying to convince myself that I'm ready for the first day of my senior year at a new high school. I've braided my long brown hair and pulled on the yellow linen tank top and my favorite denim skirt. I spent an extra twenty minutes on my makeup, trying to make sure it looked like I didn't spend an extra twenty minutes on my makeup. Silver sandals on my feet. I look good and if it had been the first day back at my old school, I would've at least felt like I knew what I was doing. I would've been driving to school on my own, stopping at the coffee shop on the way to school, getting my drink, and praying that my last year wouldn't suck as bad as my first three years did. Instead, I am hiding in my room, avoiding my dad's pleas to come out so he can drop me off at his paralegal's house so that woman's daughter can drive me to school. Have I mentioned I've never met this girl? "Presley!" he yells. "We gotta go!" "I'm coming," I say. I sigh, check the mirror one last time, and grab my backpack. I throw it over my shoulder and look at the mirror again. "Please don't let today suck," I say. My father is waiting at the bottom of the stairs. He's wearing a dark navy suit, light blue shirt, and a red tie. His dark hair is flecked with gray and he's good looking for a dad, according to my friends. My mother, however, thought that the lawyer she worked for was better looking, so she left him and moved to Washington. So it's me and my dad and that's okay most of the time. He tries, but he's also busy trying to get his new law practice off the ground. The reason we moved to Sunset Beach from Virginia was because he was able to snag one giant client and it would mean steady work for the next two years. The client lives in Sunset Beach and he wants to be near him for meetings and stuff like that. He pitched it to me as living near the beach and all the fun we'd be able to have, but I knew that any fun that I found would be most likely on my own. But it's still way better than living with my mom. And I'm hoping it'll be different for me here. He looks up at me. "We're going to be late, Pres. Come on." "Sorry," I mumble. "Did you eat?" he asks. "No, I'm fine," I say. "You can grab a granola bar or something." I shake my head. "I'm fine." He smiled. "Senior year. Are you ready?" "Nope." "Come on, it'll be good." "Sure," I say, avoiding his eyes. He sighs and we head to the garage to climb into his green Audi Q5. My dad has money. He just wants more of it. He lost some of it in the divorce, but he's determined to make it all back and then some. We live in a great house six blocks from the ocean now and I don't have to worry about much. Other than having friends my senior of high school. "Claire's daughter said she was happy to take you," he explains as we drive. "I just thought that might be better than showing up alone on the first day." "Okay." We stop at the red light and he looks at me. "You look great." "Thanks." There's an awkward pause. "I know this is all hard, but it'll be okay," he says. "You just have to give it a chance. I know you miss your friends. But did it suck to spend the last two weeks at the beach?" Well, I didn't really have friends to miss, Dad, because I was loner there. "No," I say. "It was good." "Your tan looks good anyway." I don't say anything and the light changes to green. The car lurches forward. "I appreciate you doing all of this, Pres," he says. "You could've made it harder on me, but you didn't. I know it's not the plan you had, but thank you for giving it a chance." I'm not sure I had another choice. Claire's house is five minutes from ours, a cut yellow bungalow with a perfectly cut yard out frond and roses of nearly color beneath the front window. A gleaming white Mini Cooper is idling in the driveway and I can see a shadowed head inside of it. "That's Bridget there," my dad says, pointing at the car. "Claire texted me and said she'd be in her car, waiting." My stomach ties into one gigantic knot. "Okay." My dad puts his hand on my shoulder. "It's gonna be great. It'll feel like you've been here for forever before you know it. I promise." I pick my bag up off the floor. "I know. You're right. I'll see you tonight." "I'll probably be late," he says. "So don't worry about dinner for me." I get out of the car and stare at the Mini idling in the driveway. All kinds of awkward. I close the door, give my dad a half wave, and make the death march over to my ride. I'm not sure what I'm expecting, but Bridget isn't it. I peer in the window of the car and she's looking over at me, smiling. She reaches over and pushes the door open. "Presley?" she says. "I'm Bridget." "Hey," I say. "Nice to meet you." "If you get in now, we've still got time to get coffee on our way," she says. "If you like coffee?" It's like I've been given a lifeline. I slide into the seat. "I would love coffee." She laughs. "I can barely function without it." Bridget is knock out gorgeous. Jet black hair to the middle of her back, a tight red v-necked T-shirt with perfect curves underneath. Denim shorts that show off her long legs. She smells like the roses in her front yard. "I appreciate the ride," I say as we back out. "I know this is weird." "Please," she says, eyeing the mirror. "Can't imagine having to do the first day at Sunset Beach on your own, particularly senior year." She smiles again. "This way I can point you in the right directions so you don't waste your time going in the wrong ones." "That would be awesome." "Don't be offended by this," she says. "Are you a cheerleader?" "Um, no." "Thank Jesus," she says, slapping her palm against the steering wheel. "I mean, you're kinda hot and all put together, so it can be hard to tell." She glances at me. "Rule number one at Sunset is that the cheerleaders suck hip." I laugh. "Isn't that the way it is everywhere?" "Pretty much," she says, nodding. "And I'm just warning you now. You are gonna be fresh meat. prick football players are gonna flock as soon as we hit the lot." "prick football players," I says. "So two things are the same everywhere." She holds up a fist. "Word, girlfriend." I bump her fist with mine and my stomach starts to unclench. As she drives, she fills me in on teachers and classes and other kids and what to expect. She doesn't have to tell me all of this, but I'm relaxing by the second as we go. We pull into the drive thru of a place called Seaside Coffee and she orders two large iced coffees. She might be my soulmate. By the time we get to the school, I'm almost nerve free. She whips the Mini through the parking lot and jerks it to a stop right in front of a painted parking stall. She points to it. "See that? They auction parking spots to seniors at the end of junior year and then you get to paint your spot. This is mine." "That is awesome," I say, looking at the pink and yellow sunset painted over a very blue ocean. "You did that?" "I did that," she says, proudly. "And no one else can put their hip in this spot all year." She pulls into the lot and we get out. The lot is nearly full and clusters of other kids are walking toward the concrete and glass building. "What are you doing tonight?" Bridget asks. "Tonight? Nothing. My dad has to work late." She grips my elbow. "Perfect. There's a back to school night down at The Hump." "The Hump?" "Place down by the beach," she says. "You're coming and I can show you." "I don't know if--" She squeezes my elbow. "You're coming, Presley." She stops walking and looks me right in the eye. "Look, when my mom asked if I could give her boss's daughter a ride because she was new, I thought you might end up being some little troll that didn't speak or, even worse, a cheerleader." She smiled. "But you're not. I know this has to suck, but I can make it suck a little less. So you're coming tonight." She pauses. "Where's your phone?" I pull it from my hip. "Give me your number," she says, whipping hers out. "So I can find you during the day and see how you're doing. And meet me here at twelve for lunch. It's open campus and we'll go get burgers. Cool?" She was taking care of every first day worry I had. I mean, I never went to a single party back in Virginia and now she's invited me to the first one of the year and making sure I'm not solo for lunch. "Yeah, totally. But you don't have to do this." I give her my number. "I'll be okay." "I want to," she says, then recites her number for me. She starts to say something else, but her eyes drift over my shoulder and her smile fades. "Okay. Test number one. Prick football players incoming." I turn around. Three boys, all in blue and white lettermen jackets, all large, all heading our way. The one in the middle has short dark hair, gray eyes, and shoulders like square blocks. They aren't quite as good looking as the boys I'd run into on the beach, but they're close. "Hey Bridge," the dark haired boy asks. "Who's your pal?" "This is Presley," she says. "Presley, these are the pricks." "So unfair and uptight," he says. "She got the d part right. I'm Derek. And this is Evan and this is Pritch." He winks at me. "Where exactly did you come from?" It's right then that I make the decision. At my old school, I would've shut up. I would've been too intimidated to say anything. But I don't have to be the same girl I was there. I can be someone new in Sunset Beach. 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| 2195572 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004060 | 1746634321 | 1634 | TEXT | 3.5554317119729E+14 | Chronic Organophosphate Exposure | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462229978_554896277023498_2741945613314852174_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=L_jlpC_gyaYQ7kNvgHzNF22&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aly3KcqOmCxSZjq2ZFwtWqh&oh=00_AYDmJNeCJTUVB2btuRpPNxSxDIon8zoTGy9du_00XSiCmA&oe=671467DA | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Now that it is generally accepted by the State of NJ that poison by Organophosphates can induce psychosis and violence I think it would be a good time to share some tips on how you might protect yourself if you ever find yourself or someone you care about being maliciously exposed repeatedly to Organophosphates. The following remedies are from personal experience and are offered as general information as I am not a Doctor nor do I pretend to be one. However when dealing with an "unpopular diagnosis" sometimes you've got to do your own homework if you want to stay alive. As repetitive exposure even in small doses cause an insidious cumulative toxicity that can lead to psychosis, violence, and eventually your own death via heart failure or what are known as delayed neuropathies which themselves can be lethal due to respiratory paralysis. However unlikely it may seem, be aware that organized crime has learned how to injure and kill in a stealthy way with these compounds. As OP's can be colorless odorless and tastless and can be absorbed by all routes (skin, lungs,ingestion etc). If given in incremental small doses the most you will present with is flu like symptoms, or blurry vision, ringing in ears and minor muscle tremors (fasciculations) and your memory may also suffer which is called being a poor historian, which makes it that much harder to relate your symptoms. First a little about the profile of your typical poisoner or group of poisoners i.e. organized criminals. In Trestrails book on Criminal Poisoning he refers to Poisoners as "being of limited mind without sympathy; and weak, cowardly, and avarice temperament. "They try to make the World obey their will by cheating it in minor ways, and thereby stealing what it refuses to give them". Trestrail also says multiple offender cases are easier to prove because the participants will provide evidence against each other. One last point, each poisoning event is itself an attempted murder charge as each event is in the eyes of the Law like a bullet from a gun. Now how to survive chronic poisoning from my personal experience. 1. Eat a high fat diet, as the worst OP's are lipid soluble, the last thing you want to do is burn fat as this causes Hepatatic activation (potentiation) of thions to oxons an orders of magnitude increase in toxicity. 2. Use Nicotine, Studies of Gulf War Veterans exposed to OP's on the Battlefield showed those who smoked had less severe symptoms. Nicotine occupies temporarily Nicotinic receptors which are one of the main receptor types attacked by OP's. They are called Nerve Agents for a reason. As a former athlete I was always opposed to cigarettes so maybe the patch is a better option. 3. Diphenhydramine (Benadryl) is a competitive antagonist for excess acetylcholine build up due to cholinesterase inhibition. All OP's and Carbamates are Cholinesterase inhibitors one permanent the other temporary, this is the root cause of their toxicity. In Veterinary Medicine high dose Benadryl is used to treat OP exposure, I've found it usefull and it has also been found to be cardio protective in regard to OP exposure. 4. Galantamine is a Carbamate that has prophylactic use against OP's especially those that are pro poisons and lipid soluble as my experience shows they activated at night due to peak liver function at that time due to circadian control over liver f(x). So the Carbamate occupies the receptor temporarily so that OP cannot get to it and cause irreversible damage. I would take before bedtime to avoid the hideous muscle vibrations that would wake me every night between 2-3 am. 5. Grapefruit Juice is an inhibitor of certain Cytochrome P-450 pathways , 3A4 and 2D6 which cause potentiation of certain OP's. Drink before bedtime to lessen toxicity of Lipid soluble OP's that are potentiated at night. 6. Antioxidants, Oxidative stress is a huge component of OP toxicity, when it gets real nasty you have peri oxidation of Lipids which causes a hydrogen peroxide taste in your mouth and is proof of an over run detoxification system. CoQ10, Vitamin E which also has anti coagulation properties is good, also Tumeric for inflammation and anything that improves Mitochondrial F(x) is good. I'd be doing Linus Pauling a disservice if I forgot Vitamin C. 7. Superfoods, Chlorella Vulgaris as mentioned by Dr Wayland J. Hayes in his seminal text Pesticides Studied in Man on pg. 301 has shown efficacy in restoring Cholinesterase in Vitro, my personal experience says take it by the handful. Waylon also says Trichlorfon degrades in the body to Dichlorvos causing a well known Psychosis, just had to sneak that in! 8. Bella Donna Alkyloids, Jimson Weed common in the Southwest USA contains Atropine and Scopolamine and its seeds or leaves are useful for OP exposure. This must be done carefully (titrated) to the point of Atropinization which is noticeable by dry mouth etc.. If you don't have OP exposure don't take it as it is otherwise toxic. These are some of the things that have kept me alive thru 20 years of sporadic sadistic torture with Organophosphates by a corrupt organization that thinks it's OK to do this to people, hopefully you'll never need this information. | Chronic Organophosphate Exposure | 189 | https://www.facebook.com/ChronicOrganophosphateExposure/ | 0 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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They had both just graduated from college recently, and we all fully expected to hear a wedding announcement in the near future. My parents and Alex's Aunt Ellen stood alongside me near the casket, as people made their way through the line to offer their condolences. This is an awful tradition, I thought, as I forced myself to smile politely while listening to endless platitudes, many from people I barely knew. I was pulled out of my inner rant by a familiar voice and looked up to see Nico Peretti speaking to a visibly flustered Aunt Ellen. Nico had that effect on people. He was tall, topping out at 6'3", broad shouldered and gorgeous, with his dark wavy hair, deep brown eyes and permanently tanned skin illustrating his Italian heritage. As the lead singer for Storm Front, he was well on his way to becoming a rock legend in the music business. I had been working as an assistant to his band's manager for two years, so I knew him well. 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Aside from my anger, I was embarrassed that such highly personal information had become tabloid fodder for the world to gossip over. After a meeting with the publicist as well as Michael, the latter of whom insisted I couldn't sue someone for telling the truth, I had been ready to explode. I had stormed out of the conference room, only to see Allie making a cup of tea in the breakroom across the hall. I'd ducked in there to grab a bottle of water from the refrigerator and had glanced at her as she brought the tea to her lips and took a small sip. When I'd caught sight of the mug in her hands, I had boomed out a laugh. The mug had a cartoon sun on it, wearing sunglasses. It said "I squint at the sun because it's bright. I squint at my coworkers because they aren't." Since she and Michael were only a two-person office, I had laughed at the implication that he was an idiot. Because I was pissed that he wouldn't let me sue the groupie, the reporter, or the rag he worked for, I'd appreciated the implied insult even more. As she had watched me laugh, she'd smiled widely, and her eyes had twinkled. "The mug amuses you?" she'd asked. "Yes, and when I go back in there and squint at Michael it will be even funnier," I'd responded, feeling some of my tension ease. "Well, I'm glad I could brighten your day a little bit," she'd said with a smile. I had nodded, and replied, "That you did, Sunshine. Thank you." We had all met Alex several times since then. They seemed to be a perfect match. He was a nice guy, funny, and he adored his wife. The last time I saw him before he got sick, was when Allie had the baby. I had stopped by the hospital with a huge stuffed unicorn wearing a princess crown (just to be clear, the unicorn was wearing the crown, not me), and a bouquet of sunflowers. I'd spent a few nerve-wracking minutes holding the baby โ just long enough to forever lose a piece of my heart to Grace Elizabeth Donovan. She looked like she was going to favor her mother, with the same delicate features and hair with a slight curl in the same shade of blond as Allie's. A few of their friends and family were visiting at the same time, and they were pretty star-struck when I'd arrived. Alex had thought it was hilarious that I was getting more attention than the new baby they had all come to see and called me "Rock God" for the rest of the visit. After he got sick, I saw him in the hospital a couple of times. Once was only briefly, as I'd dropped Allie off after we finished at the studio and her car wouldn't start. I glanced around the packed room, taking note of the large group of people who had come to pay their respects. I hated that she was going through this. Of all people, Allie deserved to be happy. She was one of the most loving and genuinely caring people I had ever met. I've heard the phrase "beautiful inside and out" but never truly understood it until Allie. She was a beautiful soul wrapped up in a 5'4" package of gorgeous curves, blonde hair, and green eyes that reflected her every emotion. Since Alex's diagnosis, she had worked herself into the ground trying to take care of both Alex and their sweet baby girl, as well as trying to fit in as many hours as she could working for us. She'd had family helping out, but it was a lot to take on. I was sure she was worried about money, so she refused to take much time off. I'd overheard her on the phone with the insurance company one day when I took a quick break at the recording studio. We'd been trying to put the finishing touches on our album to get it ready by the projected release date. It was clear that she was torn between needing to be home more to help Alex and working to pay their bills. So, I had pulled Michael aside and told him to hire a temp to help out with our administrative needs, and we would fend for ourselves on the personal errands and she does for us. Between the four of us and Michael, we covered her salary. She'd tried to refuse, but we had insisted. She'd finally agreed because she'd known it was the best for her family. They needed her, we could make that happen. End of story. She will never know it, but I'd also arranged with the hospital to cover any outstanding medical bills. I had worked hard and had some incredibly lucky breaks in this business, and I'd been blessed with more money than I would ever spend in a lifetime. There was no way I could stand by and watch her and Gracie struggle with that kind of financial burden. As we waited for Allie to finish speaking to the couple in front of us in the visitation line, I saw an older woman I didn't recognize on the side closest to me, and Allie's parents standing next to her on the other side. 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| 2194799 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004045 | 1746634321 | 1634 | fb.lovenovelshort.com | Learn more | VIDEO | Continue reading | https://fb.lovenovelshort.com/book/loading/page/novelshortnew/150954281377?utm_campaign={{campaign.id}}&utm_content={{campaign.name}} | 3.9006697752908E+14 | Novel Short-Romance Novel | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463149199_930087865692301_5510460174881082531_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=V_pyXeVwWcwQ7kNvgH38aK_&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZyr3yHAe6QSzch8V1nETYK&oh=00_AYBjdQVwoGybLMbj-QcbgHw0EIv1y_c3JRjKTPoefMDUdQ&oe=67145FC2 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Let Me Go, Alpha Chapter 1 The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. Despite everything, I still wanted to be with him, hoping time would change everything. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied, Theia. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. Don't expect that I'll return your affection," he spat in disdain. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โSince you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ โIโm sorry,โ he whispered, โTheia... Iโm so, so sorry. Let's start over again, okay?โ โโ I ran, my heart pounding in my heart like a drumbeat I couldnโt escape. The scent of blood thickened in the air as I neared the packโs border, and a sickening dread crawled up my spine. "Eris!" I screamed her name, prayingโbeggingโthat I was wrong. But then I saw her. My legs nearly gave out as I reached the clearing. There, lying crumpled among the blood-soaked grass, was my daughterโs mangled body. her frame twisted at unnatural angles and blood... so much blood. It pooled around her, seeping into the earth as if the very ground was weeping for her. "Eris!" I choked out again, falling to my knees beside her. Her tiny hand was still wrapped around a cluster of medicinal herbs, clenched so tightly her knuckles had gone white. "No... no..." My voice cracked, barely above a whisper. I rocked her back and forth, tears streaming down my face, mixing with the blood on her clothes. "I'm so sorry. I wasnโt there. I wasnโt there to protect you." Eris had been everything. My world. My hope. And now... now she was nothing more than a cold body in my arms. I called Dinlas over and over, desperate and hysterical, but I couldn't get through to him. When he finally answered, I barely had time to speak before he barked, โWhereโs Erin? I told her to get the herb. Why isnโt she back yet? Victoriaโs waiting!โ "You-" I hadn't finished my words when I heard Victoria's coquettish voice sounded. "It hurts Dinlas..." "Tell your daughter to hurry up, or else she won't like what I'll do to her!" After saying that, Dinlas cut off the line and even blocked our mind link. I couldnโt believe what I heard. The same old story. The same disregard for our family. The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. This year, they had insisted on bringing Eris along. Victoria had said she wanted to โget closeโ to our daughter, to โbondโ with her, as if the years of resentment and neglect could be undone with a few pleasantries. I should have known better. I should have refused. But I hadnโt. And now my daughter was gone. I wanted to bury her remains, but Eris' body was Incomplete, and I could only choose to cremate her. Days passed in a blur. I kept myself busy, or at least tried to, but no amount of distraction could lift the weight pressing down on me. Every corner of the house felt colder and darker without my daughter. I couldn't stop thinking about how everything could have been different. Maybe if I had fought harder, maybe if I hadโ The door burst open with a loud crash, shattering my thoughts. I blinked and looked up, startled, just in time to see Dinlas storming in. His eyes were dark with fury. โWhere's the medicine?โ Dinlas roared, his voice vibrating through the walls. I stood frozen for a moment, his rage slamming into me like a tidal wave. โWhat?โ โEris!โ he bellowed, eyes blazing as he stepped closer. โWhere is she? I told her to get the herb, but she didnโt come back to the party. Did you hide her? Tell her to apologize to Victoria right now! Victoriaโs been nothing but generous despite what Erin did! Look how youโve spoiled her! Don't you know that Victoria was forced to stay in the clinic because of that?!โ I forced myself to stand tall, even though everything inside me was crumbling. I didn't care whether Victoria died, or if something bad happened to her, I just wanted to end everything today. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โYou have no right to discipline Erin. Since you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ His eyes flashed with anger, and he tore the papers with his claws. โErin did something wrong, and you want to divorce me because I'm trying to discipline her? You've gone nuts!โ โDiscipline? What did Erin do wrong, Dinlas? What crime did she commit that you sent her out alone to get that freaking herb? Do you even know what happened to her?โ But before I could finish, he snapped, โEnough! I told her to get the herb. So what? She's already grown up, and she had alpha bloodโwhat could have happened? Sheโs always whining to you because you're spoiling her!โ โShe's just five years old! She couldn't shift yet, but you're treating her as if she's one of your warriors!โ I took a deep breath and added, "I'm done with all of this nonsense. Just divorce me like you've always wanted to." I handed him another set of divorce papers and said coldly, โErin wonโt trouble you anymore. Just sign it.โ My daughter was innocent, but her only mistake was being born into this family. Dinlasโs face darkened, his voice rising in fury. โEnough with your nonsense! I gave you what you wanted before and now you want a divorce? Do you think youโll get custody? Dream on!โ Without waiting for me to speak, he stormed out in a rage. Tsk. It seemed that he thought I was just simply throwing tantrums, and my anger would soon pass. But this time was different. I was exhausted and I just wanted to get far away from here. Chapter 2 Iโd always known Dinlas wasnโt mineโnot really. The Fates had never tied our souls together, no invisible string drawing us closer, no signs from the Moon Goddess to tell me he was my destined mate. But that never stopped me from loving him. Loving him from afar, silently, without expectations. Dinlas, the son of the Alpha, always seemed so far above me, like a star I could admire but never touch. The only reason I was ever close to him was because of my mother. She was Oureaโs protectorโthe Lunaโs personal warrior. My mother had earned her place through years of service, loyalty, and strength, but even so, our family wasnโt the same as Dinlasโ. Our worlds were close, but still apart, separated by an unspoken barrier of rank and destiny. Then one day, the rival wolves broke through the pack's border and attacked us without warning, savage and desperate. I wasnโt there, but I heard the storiesโhow my mother stood in front of Luna Ourea, shielding her from the rival' attack. She fought them off but at the cost of her life. By the time the others arrived, it was too late. My mother had saved the Luna, but she couldnโt save herself. I was called to her side, the scent of blood thick in the air, her life slipping away with every breath. I knelt beside her, holding her hand, trying to be strong for her, but I could feel her slipping. Her grip weakened, and her voice trembled as she spoke her final wordsโnot to me, but to Ourea. โPlease fulfill Theiaโs wish,โ she said, her voice barely a whisper. โMarry her to Dinlas. Thatโs all I ask.โ Ourea nodded, her face stricken with grief and guilt. She agreed, and I could see the weight of my motherโs death pressing down on her, the burden of a promise she didnโt want to make. I knew it wasnโt out of love or kindness. It was because my mother had died for her. And so, I was promised to Dinlas. I should have felt joy, and on some level, I did. After all, I had dreamed of this moment my entire life. I had loved him quietly, patiently, and now, in a way, he was mine. But it wasnโt how I had imagined. My mother was gone, and there was no warmth in Dinlasโ eyes when he looked at me. Still, I tried to find comfort in the fact that I could finally be with the man I had always wanted, even if he didnโt love me back. However, on our wedding night, Dinlas made sure I knew the truth. We stood alone in our chamber, the ceremony long over, the pack celebrating outside. I waited, heart pounding, hoping for some sign of affection, some acknowledgment that I was his wife now. But when he spoke, his voice was cold, void of emotion. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. I'll respect my motherโs wishes, but don't expect that I'll return your affection." True to his word, Dinlas maintained the image of a devoted husband in front of others. Our marriage was a sham, but I still loved him, so I stayed quiet, playing the role of the dutiful wife, pretending that the ache in my chest wasnโt tearing me apart. He didn't celebrate Erin's birth and even said she shouldn't have been born as a daughter. I thought everything would change once I married him, but instead, I was the one trapped in a loveless marriage. The life I had gained by sacrifice now felt like a curse. After Erin died, I returned to the small, rundown home where Iโd lived with my mother. However, I knew that I wouldn't be able to move forward if I stayed there, so I packed my things, held the urn, and was about to leave, but before I could step out, the door swung open. "I've looked for her everywhere but Eris is not here. Where did you hide her?" "Where is Erin? Bring her out now!" I clutched the urn tighter, my heart pounding as I met Dinlas' furious glare. "You have no right to even speak her name. Get out and take your mistress with you!" My defiance only stoked the fire in his eyes. His voice dripped with venom as he stepped closer. "Shut up. I guess Iโve been far too lenient with you. You've raised Erin to be as twisted as you!" The blood froze in my veins as his command swept through me. I bit my lip and defied him. "Erin is just five years old! What could you possibly blame her for?" Victoria stepped forward, her movements deliberate, pulling away her mask to reveal a face covered in angry red welts. Her eyes were glassy with unshed tears as she looked at Dinlas. โI just wanted to get closer to her, but it seems she Eris doesn't like me. Don't blame her, Dinlas; she probably didn't know what she gave me was wolfsbane.โ Dinlas exploded. "Stop defending her! Eris scarred your face because Theia has poisoned her mind!" I stared at him, incredulous. "Dinlas, sheโs your daughter! How could you accuse her without evidence?!" Glaring at me, Dinlas thundered, "I saw it with my own eyes when Eris hurled the wolfsbane on Victoria's face! Do you think I'm blind? Get her here and I'll teach her a lesson!" "She won't be coming because she's dead..." I retorted with difficulty. Chapter 3 "Theia, you don't have to lie just to hide Eris. We just wanted to understand why she tried to kill me. You know that wolfsbane is dangerous for us, but you still let her do that," Victoria said softly, but her words grated at my ears. โHow dare you!โ My whole body shook with the force of my fury as I glared at Victoria, her venomous accusations still ringing in my ears. She stood there, smug, her eyes gleaming with malice as if she had every right to speak about Eris like that. โI wonโt let you smear her name!โ I screamed, my vision blurring with tears of rage. โEris didnโt try to kill you! She wouldnโtโsheโs dead because of you!โ Without thinking, I lunged at her, my claws unsheathing as my anger took over. The only thing I wanted at that moment was to tear her apart, to see her face as twisted and broken as mine felt inside. If it werenโt for Victoria, Eris would still be alive. Victoria didnโt even flinch as I came at her, but before I could reach her, Dinlas moved between us, his aura crashing down on me like a tidal wave. โStay still,โ he commanded, his voice heavy with authority. My body froze instantly, the weight of his Alpha aura crushing me. It was as if I were being suffocated, my limbs locked in place, my muscles straining against the invisible chains holding me down. I fought itโgods, I fought so hardโbut the more I struggled, the more the pain grew. It felt like my bones were being ground into dust, every nerve in my body screaming in protest. I could barely breathe, let alone fight. "You're prepared, aren't you? You even made this fake urn to fool me," Dinlas spat. Only then did I realize I was still holding the glass jarโthe urn that held what little remained of Eris. Before I could react, Dinlas reached out and snatched the jar from me. โGive me that.โ โNo!โ I cried, panic flooding my chest. I tried to hold on, but he was stronger. The urn slipped from my grasp as he yanked it from my hand, and I watched in horror as he hurled it across the room. It shattered against the wall with a deafening crash, glass shards raining down in a cascade of destruction. Erisโ ashes were scattered across the floor like dust in the wind. โNo!โ I screamed, โHow could youโhow could you?โ "Still lying? Since you like ruining faces, I'll ruin yours!" Before I could process the heartbreak, Dinlas grabbed me by the back of my neck and slammed me to the ground. My face hit the cold stone floor, and I felt the sharp sting as the glass shards from the shattered urn pierced my skin. Pain radiated through my body, but it was nothing compared to the anguish I felt watching the remains of my daughter being desecrated right in front of me. Dinlas pressed his hand into the back of my head, forcing my face further into the shards. The metallic scent of blood mixing with the scent of ash. โWhere are you hiding her?โ Dinlas growled, his voice low and dangerous. โWhere is Eris?โ I choked on a sob, my entire body trembling with pain and rage. โSheโs dead, Dinlas!โ I screamed through gritted teeth, my voice muffled by the floor. โEnough!โ His voice boomed in the room, silencing me with its force. His grip tightened on my neck, and I could feel his anger like a storm crashing down on me. โI wonโt ask again,โ he said, his voice a deadly whisper. โWhere. Is. She?โ He thought I was hiding Eris? He thought I was lying to him, protecting her? The absurdity of it burned in my heart, mixing with the grief and the rage until I could hardly think straight. "You want a divorce? Fine then, but youโll never see Eris again." Upon saying that, he stood up and called his beta through the pack link. 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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my l | Storyverse | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61567115634026/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195527 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004059 | 1746634321 | 1634 | website.metronovel.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐Click to read the full novel๐๐ | https://website.metronovel.com/share/middle/hh5zpz0t5rlypkrrvgssqdu0?campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 1.1611272824834E+14 | A love story book | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462714796_1192749265166210_1097192469800369475_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hBa1iDoI0IMQ7kNvgHkiqIa&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AR3Vzb_z-KjLI7vjMdZxU58&oh=00_AYCnXKuNQwwk02YUw8otmggZgqUSWjKZPIPH11XvUjYZFA&oe=67143AD6 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | ๐๐๐"I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot. Athena, who never expected him to do something like this, fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. Chapter-1 Fiery Passion It was the second week since Athena's father died. Martyred in the rogue attack on the pack two weeks ago, her dad, the Gama of the pack, was one of the warriors who lost their lives in the brutal fight. Athena's mother died giving birth to her, and now her father was gone, too. After having lost both of her guardians and no direct relative to take care of her, she was devastated. To survive alone, she had to carry a facade. A facade of being strong and independent. Seeing her cold and aloof, glaring at everyone most of the time, everyone started maintaining their distance from her. Except for two people. Alpha's son, Cole, her lover, and her bully, the future Beta, Jake. Cole and she were a perfect match made in heaven, or thatโs what Athena thought. Having been crushing on her best friend since childhood, she knew he was the best guy for her. After her parents' death, he was her only love and hope in life. Though she didnโt want to ruin her friendship with him over brief fantasies, she knew something was there between them. Even her wolf, Celine, agreed with her. Cole had hinted to her he liked her, and she wanted to be the one by his side for the rest of her life, but the only thing stopping them was the mate bond. They didn't know if they were each other's mates. A mate bond was considered the most sacred bond in their country, unlike others where chosen mates were allowed. Cole's eighteenth birthday has already passed, and since he didnโt mention finding his mate, she was now more sure that she was his mate. Though he has said nothing about her being his mate, maybe, it was because he didn't want to burden her uselessly. She has noticed how Cole gets jealous and possessive of her even after his birthday. That gaze he throws at her all the time can't be mistaken for a friendship gaze. Athena smiled at the mere imagination of being loved by Cole. The wait was for only a year more till she'll find out Cole is her mate. Once her wolf howls in approval for Cole's wolf, she knows they will complete the mating ceremony on the same day, and Cole will give her the best he always promised her. Smiling at the thoughts clouding her mind after attending to her father's grave and telling him everything about how she has been trying her best to live her life happily, Athena decided to stop by Cole's family farmhouse to relax. Cole had given her the keys to this farmhouse because his parents were never here, and he wanted her to use this place whenever she wanted to run away from people. At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. If it would've been any other time, Athena would've snapped at him for even touching her, let alone holding her hand like this, but right now, she didn't even bother to look at who was pulling her. The image of Cole banging Bianca on that couch was spinning in her head like a never-ending movie roll. Until now, her body and mind didn't even want to believe what she saw. Chapter-2 A chosen rejection "What the heck do you think you were doing sitting there like a fool? Do you have no self-esteem?" Jake growled, his growl attracting the attention of everyone in the pack as they stopped their work to look towards the forest. Jake was the beta's son and was about to take the position of the beta after his father. Not to mention how his mother was an alpha. Thus, the power in his voice was no joke. "Have you gone deaf? Answer me! What were you waiting for? For Cole to finish up so he could give you an explanation of what was going on? Do you think it was the situation that has some explanation in the first place?" Jake seethed with anger, and Athena looked at him with torn eyes. "There has to be. Cole can't do something like that to me. He didn't say he found his mate, either. Why would he think of hiding something like this from me? I always supported him with every decision. Maybe Bianca made the move on him." Athenaโs mind was going in denial, and Jake could sense it. "Athena Matthew! Come to your senses, will you? Do you think what you saw in that house was some script? Cole, your best friend, was -" Jake stopped mid-sentence when he saw her glassy eyes. It was clear. No matter what Athena told herself to cooperate with the truth, her mind and heart already knew what had happened. Her trembling form was proof of it. "Tell your wolf to take over and help you, Athena. Please, I know I haven't been the best support for you, but listen to me just this once. This is the only way you can get over your emotions right now, or I am afraid -" Jake didn't complete his words. He held her arms tightly, gritting his teeth when her body didn't stop shaking. "It hurts so much," For the first time, Athena whimpered since her fatherโs death, and Jake hugged her from behind. "It will be over. Shhh... Let go of it. Nothing severe happened. It was good he wasn't your mate, and you didn't consummate your love and affection by marking each other, no?" Jake tried to pacify Athena. Honestly, this was the first time she was letting him hug her like this after their childhood, and if it had been any other opportunity, he would've rejoiced for getting his friend back, but not today. "What happened, Jake? Are you bullying her again?โ Cole's mother, the ex-luna of the pack looked at Athena with sympathy as she came up. "Why can't you leave her alone? She has already suffered so much." At her words, Jake scoffed. "Are you sure I am the one bullying her? Why don't you ask that of your son, who is banging her friend?" Jake growled, and though he knew he was disrespecting the ex-luna, he cared little. As if having sensed the commotion, Cole came out after a while, walking towards the center of the pack. "What's going on here?" Cole asked, his gaze shifting and darkening when he saw Jake hugging Athena while she looked weak and sad. "Son, what is happening? Why is Jake saying you hurt Athena?" Cole's mother asked, and Cole paused. There is no way she saw everything just now, did she? But if that was the case, why did they not hear anything? Was he so lost in his moment of pleasure? "I am sure she is sad because she visited her father's grave. Leave her alone, Jake," Cole said coldly, but Jake didn't back down. "You are trying to say you weren't in that farmhouse banging Bianca a few moments ago? Because that's exactly what she saw," Jake said, and Cole's eyes widened ever so slightly. "Is Bianca your mate, Cole?" Athena whispered, finally finding the courage to address the elephant in the room. If Bianca was his mate, she was ready to forgive him. She knows a mate bond is sacred and can't be fought, but she won't forgive him for keeping things from her and making her look like a fool in front of everyone. "She isn't," Cole sighed before he looked at everyone, clenching his jaws. โIf she isnโt your mate, then -โ Athena didnโt complete her sentence, her heart aching again. There was no pressure of mate bond. It was all his doing. It hurt even more. "I indeed found my mate on my birthday," Cole said, "You are my mate." Cole confessed after a dragging silence, and it felt like another bucket of ice was poured over her head. It didn't make sense to her. She was Coleโs mate? Then what the hell was he doing banging some other girl? What was going on inside his head? Why didnโt he tell her? Cole's words not only shocked Jake and Athena but everyone in the pack. "What did you say?" Jake was the one to ask. "She is my mate, but I don't - it's complicated, okay?" Cole tried to reason as he walked towards her. Raising his hand, he was about to cup her cheeks to pacify her when Athena gave him a tight slap, making his head whip to the side as he stood there in shock while everyone gasped. Her wolf was howling in pain inside her. She was howling so loud that Athena was scared if she continued this, she might lose her voice. 'It is painful. How could he do this to us? Why did his wolf allow it in the first place? It was our place. We were supposed to be there with him. How could he -' Celine wailed and howled, and Athena's heart broke even more. "I was sad and angry because I thought my best friend betrayed me and didn't tell me something so important. I thought the person I loved my whole life couldn't find it in him to tell me the truth about his feelings, but you were my mate? All this love I felt for you, this unending attraction, was because you were my mate, and you knew all about it but chose to stay quiet. How dare you, Cole?!" Athena growled, and Cole massaged his jaws before sighing. "We will talk about this at home, okay? Let's not create a useless ruckus here. Let go of her, Jake," Cole said the last sentence authoritatively. "Why at home? I want everyone to know the truth. Why were you banging with her? If it was just about this physical part, you knew I was just waiting for us to recognize each other as mates, and nothing would've stopped us from mating, so what -" Athena paused before looking at Cole in disbelief. If it had been anyone else, it would've become hard to believe. But Athena knew Cole all too well. Bianca moved into the pack five months ago. Who was Bianca? She was the other pack's alpha's illegitimate daughter. She had alpha blood running in her veins. And despite her legitimacy, she would still be called an Alpha's daughter. When it comes to comparing the two of them, Athena was no match for her. Is this why Cole chose her? "It's because of power," Athena answered her own question, and Cole stopped pretending like the good guy. "You are right. It's because of power. I want her to be my Luna, and she is equally interested. So I don't see why I should be paired with a Gama, who does nothing but cry on her sadness," Cole scoffed before turning around. "When Jake bullies you, someone said something to you, you remember your father, or you broke something, all you do is cry, and it gets on my nerves. I can't have a weakling like you as my Luna. But I respected our friendship, and that's why I didn't tell you all this keeping your situation in mind," Cole said, and even though Jake didn't particularly like this guy because of his behavior, he couldn't believe his Alpha was saying something like this. "When the moon goddess pairs two people, she doesn't do it so that they could become the most powerful couple of all time. She does that because those two people are supposed to complete each other," Jake reasoned, and Cole chuckled. "Well, I am sorry, but I can't take such a wuss as my mate. I am not banishing her from the pack, and she can live here for free, even enjoy my affection from time to time, but that's the most I can do for her," Cole's attitude was dripping from his words. It was clear to everyone. He was pitying Athena. "I have already chosen my Luna. It's Bianca Howl," Cole smiled at Bianca, who came over to him and kissed him in front of everyone, and if that was the last string of thread that needed to break, it did. Wiping her eyes and cheeks furiously to stop the tears that were becoming the reason for her miseries, Athena looked at Cole before taking a deep breath. "You made your decision about choosing your Luna. I will decide whether to stay and see this dirt. You not only shamed the scared mate bond, our pure friendship, my love towards you, but also the moon goddess," Athena's eyes turned a shade darker, and her tears started looking like they were tears of blood dripping down her cheeks. "You want to leave the pack? You don't like my pity and sympathy? It's okay. You can leave whenever you want. This pack doesn't need ungrateful cowards like you anyway," Cole smirked. "I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my duly mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot, and she, who never expected him to do something like this fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" she screamed, throwing her head back when her body felt like it was lit on fire. Jake looked at the scene in front of him in horror as Athena curled in a cocoon shape while ear-piercing screams left her mouth, making his heart tremble for her. It was as if rejecting the mate bond wasn't enough, he had to strip her of the pack bond too. Jake knew Cole was an ungrateful brat, but he had never imagined that he would be this bad. He took away her only link to her parents. Now that she is a rogue, she won't be allowed in the pack. Athena's tears flew out of her eyes uncontrollably. Everyone who saw her felt bad for her at the moment. Though they understood their Alpha's decision and were okay with it, maybe he was a bit too much in taking away her home too. The ex-luna of the pack stood there in shock as she never thought her son would do something like this to someone. It was as if he was a whole new person right now. "Cole -" She started, but Cole glared at her, and she bowed her head, not saying anything. The pain would continue to last for around 24 hours till the bond breaks slowly, and she becomes a rogue. And with that pain, she will have to pack whatever belongings she wants before leaving the pack. "Athena, stand up. These people don't deserve to see you like this," Jake helped her up before he supported her and started walking her back to her house. Cole, who saw this scene, gritted his teeth in annoyance. He had known all about Jake's care and affection for Athena all this while she used to get bullied. As a man, he could read what was going on in another man's heart, and he knew Jake bullied her because he wanted her attention on himself. And seeing how Jake was jumping on the opportunity, Cole clenched his fist. "Leave her alone, Jake. She is a rogue now. I am sure you wouldn't want to lose your place in the pack for helping a rogue, would you?" Cole scoffed, and he thought Jake would leave Athena's hands, but to his shock, he tightened his grip on her hands even more. "That won't be a problem. I don't want to live in a pack run by a power-hungry, backstabbing brat either. I am sure our previous Alpha Samuel would be ashamed of his son right now, just like your mother, who can't even look at you," Jake scoffed before looking at everyone, shaking his head at the people who were just standing and enjoying the show. "What did you threaten me with? Leave the pack, right? I, Jake Hunter, reject the pack bond of White moon pack, and hereby declare myself as a rogue," Jake said, and Athena, who was barely controlling her pain, widened her eyes as she turned to look at the guy. | A love story book | 25 | https://www.facebook.com/61550127762728/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195490 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004058 | 1746634321 | 1634 | m.novelworldoversea.com | Learn more | VIDEO | Click to read all chapters | https://m.novelworldoversea.com/4u9l6i45jg0.html | 4.181661680556E+14 | Storyverse | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463373440_1995869410839346_8026812052773438915_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=UNopiTZeWooQ7kNvgEDhtqz&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AYqVnTMXEnfZxzf8Wg899kk&oh=00_AYD-TVFRNjVfZYjzDknQPKeQtSa4uRuPuDSwfCo875ieWg&oe=6714548F | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Uncle Aleksei forced his hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? 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Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my l | Storyverse | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61567115634026/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8166 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Frankly, I normally see these numbers in women ten or fifteen years your senior.โ โWhat?โ I murmur, not believing my ears. Iโve been trying to get pregnant for years. Iโm only 30, I should have plenty of eggs left. โIn terms of fertility, you have very little time left.โ She continues. โIf you want to conceive, you need to do so before your next cycle begins.โ โMy next cycle?โ I repeat, my mouth hanging open in shock. I love kids more than anything, and though it might not be everyoneโs ambition, I want nothing more than to be a mother. I have to get home and tell my boyfriend this news, and thereโs not a moment to waste. I make it home in record time, bursting through the door and opening my mouth to call for Mike, but stopping dead in my tracks. As soon as I walk inside I see a pair of high heels and a handbag by the door โ neither of which belong to me. I cock my ears towards the bedroom, and my stomach churns when I hear the unmistakable sound of moaning, accompanied by a steady thump thump thump, as the bed collides with the wall. Worse even than realizing that Mike is clearly in there with another woman, is realizing who heโs with. I know that handbag, and I know those shoes โ they belong to my best friend, Kate. โFuck, Ella is so stupid.โ Mike laughs, โcan you believe she actually expects me to have a baby with her?โ Kate snorts, โsheโs delusional. I donโt know how you put up with her for so long in the first place.โ โIf she wasnโt so beautiful I never would have given her the time of day.โ Mike scoffs. โThankfully daily doses of plan B kept her from ever conceiving.โ โThe morning after pill?โ Kate asks, โhow did you manage to give it to her without her realizing?โ โI put it in her morning coffee.โ Mike chortles, sounding far too proud of himself. My vision goes completely red as everything finally falls into place. Suddenly itโs clear why Iโve never been able to get pregnant, despite having unprotected sex multiple times a week for years. Itโs even clear how I could have the eggs of a 45-year-old, if my despicable partner has been secretly feeding me emergency contraceptives every day โ thereโs no telling what other damage that might have done to my reproductive system. Before I can think better of it, I pull the smoke alarm on the wall, wanting to frighten and punish the pair in the bedroom so fiercely that I fear I might attack them when they emerge. Water immediately sprays down from the sprinkler system mounted to the ceiling as a shrill siren fills the air, and I hear Mike and Kate cry out in surprise. A few moments later they come rushing out of the bedroom, stopping in their tracks when they see me looming in the doorway. Mikeโs eyes go comically wide, โWhat are you doing home so early?โ The snake has the nerve to sound affronted that I surprised him, when heโs the one whoโs been sneaking around behind my back for God knows how long. He seems to realize how suspicious it looks that he and Kate are standing there in their underwear and quickly adds, โKate came to see me so we could plan a surprise for your birthday, but then we spilled coffee all over our clothes so we had to change.โ Fire blazes in my veins, he must truly believe Iโm an idiot if he expects me to buy such a feeble excuse. Itโs a testament to their horrifically low opinion of me that they buy my act, and I vow to get my revenge one way or another. I canโt believe I wasted so many years โ my best years โ on this scumbag. And now he may have cost me my future too. As soon as the thought enters my head, I know I canโt afford to waste another moment on Mike, I have more important things to take care of. I make my excuses and rush across town for the second time that afternoon, running to the comforting arms of my surrogate sister, Cora. Not only did we grow up together in the orphanage, but she became an OBGYN and now works for the most exclusive sperm bank in the city. Iโve never gone to her before because I always imagined Mike and I would eventually conceive the natural way, but that clearly isnโt an option anymore. Even if I could find a man willing to have a baby with me in time, Iโm not eager to trust anyone after Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm going to have to do this on my own, and I know Cora can help me. I donโt have much money, but I have enough savings to pay for the insemination, especially since I basically have one shot and one shot only. When I arrive, all my plans to lay out my situation for Cora clearly and concisely go out the window, because the moment I see my sister I fall to pieces. She hugs and kisses me until my tears subside, slowly extracting the story from me piece by piece. When she hears about Mike and Kate she swears up a storm, but thatโs nothing compared to her reaction when I explain about my fertility. โThat little shit! Iโll kill him!โ She fumes, studying me with a worried expression. โElla, if your doctor was right this means you only have one chance to conceive.โ โI know.โ I sniffle. โAnd if this is going to be my only baby, I donโt want to take any chances. I want the best donor we can find.โ โDonโt you worry about that.โ Cora assures me, โWeโve got donations from actors, models, scientists โ itโs only the creme de la creme here.โ She glances at the door and lowers her voice. โYou didnโt hear it from me, but even Dominic Sinclair sent his samples here for testing.โ โDominic Sinclair? I repeat, โthe billionaire?โ Iโve seen the man around town, but we donโt exactly run in the same circles. He lives in the same neighborhood as my wealthy employer and often says hello to the children I nanny, but heโs always surrounded by bodyguards and is so intimidating I get goosebumps just thinking about him. โOh my god!.โ Cora slaps her hand over her mouth. โI wasnโt supposed to tell you that! I donโt know what I was thinking. Apparently heโs no stranger to fertility issues himself, and he trusted us to handle his swimmers over every other lab in the country. Iโve got his sperm in the other room at this very moment.โ She frets, โBut Ella you canโt tell anyone, you have to promise me.โ โOf course!โ I agree immediately. โI know how important confidentiality is here.โ โThank you,โ Cora breathes. โNow, Iโm going to give you a dossier of our clients so you can pick a donor, and once youโve chosen weโll get you knocked up before you can even blink.โ Itโs not an easy decision, but eventually I choose a handsome surgeon whose photo practically makes me swoon. Cora leaves the room only long enough to prepare the sample, and though she looks a bit flustered when she returns, she quickly and professionally completes the insemination, holding my hand when the procedure is finished. โItโs all take care of now, Ella.โ She promises, โYou can come back in ten days to see if it worked.โ Ten days. I think dazedly. Ten days to decide my entire future. If only Iโd known that by the time those ten days were up, my future would no longer belong to me โ but to Dominic Sinclair himself. Chapter 2 - Be Fired Ella Six days to go. I think, staring at the date circled on my calendar. Six days until I find out if my dreams are finally going to come trueโฆ or if I have to figure out an entirely different plan for my life. Iโve thought about nothing else since Cora inseminated me last week, Iโm so anxious to find out if Iโm pregnant I havenโt even begun to process Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm trying to keep a level head, yet I canโt help but imagine my future with this new baby. Try as I might, I catch myself daydreaming about it constantly. I even find myself humming as I get ready for work in the morning. When I arrive at my employerโs estate in the most exclusive neighborhood in Moon Valley โ which basically makes it the most exclusive neighborhood in the world, since Moon Valley is one of the most expensive cities on the planet โ Iโm immediately greeted by two little voices shouting my name in excitement. โElla!โ The next thing I know, 3-year-old Millie is hugging my legs while her older brother, Jake, wraps his arms around my middle. โGood morning love puddles!โ I exclaim, returning their hugs. โAre you ready for the museum?โ โYeah!โ They cheer, racing out the door without even stopping to put on coats. It takes a bit of wrangling to get them back inside and bundled up for the cold winter day, but before long we set out into the snow. Jake races ahead of Millie and I, impatient to get to the science museum and not seeming to notice that his sisterโs tiny legs simply donโt move that fast. Chuckling, I lift Millie into my arms and settle her on my hip. โGoodness, youโre getting too big for this, munchkin.โ โNuh-uh,โ Millie grins, โYouโre justs too little.โ She might have a point. At five foot one, I donโt exactly have the kind of build suited to heavy lifting. Iโm in great shape, but Iโve never been particularly strong. โSmarty pants.โ I tease, laughing with the little girl. When I look back towards Jake, I realize heโs stopped a few feet ahead of us. My heart skips a beat when I realize why. Weโre in front of the Sinclair mansion, and its owner is currently standing in the middle of the sidewalk, his gaze searing me like a firebrand as I approach with Millie. Dominic Sinclair is just about the most handsome man Iโve ever seen, but heโs also one of the most terrifying. With dark hair and piercing green eyes, chiseled features and a body so muscular I could swoon, it doesnโt seem fair he gets to look so good and also be so rich. If I didnโt know better I might think it was his wealth or imposing height that makes him so intimidating, after all heโs at least six foot four, which means he towers over me and everyone else around him. However itโs neither of those things, thereโs simply an indefinable quality about the man that I canโt put my finger on, one which screams danger. He gives off this energy thatโs so raw and animalistic one forgets thereโs anyone else in the room. Taking a steadying breath, I close the distance between us so Millie can say hello. When she greets him, Dominic drags his attention from me and offers her a smile so genuine that it tugs at my heartstrings. As I watch him talk to my two young charges, I remember what Cora told me about his infertility struggles. He clearly loves children, and I feel a wave of empathy for him. If anyone knows what itโs like to yearn for a family of their own, itโs me. Jake is currently showing Dominic his new toy airplane, pulling the matchbox model from his pocket and demonstrating how far it can fly. With a great heave, he sends the toy gliding through the air, only to land in the middle of the street. Before any of us can say a word, Jake races after it, right into the busy road. โJake no, be careful!โ I cry, watching him dart out into the path of an oncoming car but feeling frozen by my fear. Before I can contemplate putting Millie down to go after him, a blur of movement whirrs past my vision. Iโve never seen anyone move so fast in my life. Dominic became little more than a hazy outline of himself, chasing after Jake and pulling him out of the way just before the car slams into them. The vehicleโs tires are still screeching when Dominic sets Jake down beside me, his expression suddenly very stern. โThat was very dangerous.โ He scolds gently. โYou should never go into the street without looking both ways first.โ Jake hangs his head. โIโm sorry, I didnโt want my plane to get runned over.โ โYou are a million times more important than a toy.โ Dominic tells him firmly, โand you scared your nanny half to death.โ โIโm sorry, Ella.โ Jake sniffles, looking up at me with wide eyes. โI know sweetheart, just donโt ever do that again.โ I breathe, cuddling him against my side. โThank you so much.โ I say to Dominic, feeling more grateful than I can express. โI have no idea how you moved so fast! It was like something out of a superhero film.โ โMust have been the adrenaline.โ Dominic shrugs, giving Millie another smile before taking his leave. โEnjoy the rest of your day, and stay out of the road young man!โ โYes sir!โ Jake calls after him, pocketing his airplane. โI really am sorry.โ He adds to me. โItโs forgotten.โ I tell him softly, though I take his hand so that he canโt run off again. โIt all happened so fast.โ I tell Cora later that night. โI mean the more I think about it, the more amazing it seems. One moment he was there, and the next he was gone. It was like magic.โ โThank goodness Jake is alright.โ She replies, but rather than looking relieved, her face is twisted into a deep grimace. Studying my sisterโs expression, I realize her grim demeanor is not just about Jakeโs near miss. Something else is wrong, and I actually feel guilty for not noticing sooner. โIs everything okay?โ Cora frowns, โNot really. But youโve got so much going on right now, itโs not important.โ โCora, donโt be ridiculous.โ I admonish. โWhatโs going on?โ โWell, speaking of Dominic Sinclair,โ She begins cryptically, โyou know that sperm he sent to us for testing?โ โYeah,โ I confirm, wondering where on earth this was going. โItโs gone missingโฆ and Iโm the last person who saw it, not to mention it was in my custody.โ She explains, her voice becoming thick with emotion. โElla, I thinkโฆ I think Iโm going to be fired. And if thereโs an investigation I could lose my medical license.โ โWhat?โ I exclaim. โWhat do you mean itโs missing? A vial of sperm canโt just get up and walk away.โ โI know, I think someone had to steal it, but thereโs no way of knowing whoโs responsible. And it looks like Iโm going to have to take the blame.โ She shares, her eyes shining with tears. โCora, I canโt believe you didnโt tell me this sooner!โ I lament, โThey canโt fire you, it isnโt fair.โ โYou donโt understand, Dominic is one of our biggest donors.โ Cora explains. โAnd heโs furious, he basically wants my head on a platter.โ A week ago I might have believed there was no hope for Cora, but seeing how kind and understanding Dominic was with the kids today makes me wonder if he could really be so heartless. Surely if he understood that Cora would never be so irresponsible heโd show some leniency? I have to try and help her, I would do anything for my sister โ even begging a ruthless billionaire for mercy. Chapter 3 - Request Ella Three days to go. I repeat these words to myself as I walk down the street, still preoccupied with my possible pregnancy, even as I prepare to go to bat for my sister. In some ways it's a coping mechanism: Iโm about to beg Dominic Sinclair to save Coraโs job, and I need a comforting thought to help me get through this. His bodyguards see me first, and I can see their mouths moving as they watch me move closer, no doubt notifying him of my presence. Approaching nervously behind Dominic, I wonder for the hundredth time if this is a mistake. Who am I to ask a favor from one of the most powerful men on the planet? Shaking myself, I tell the little voice in the back of my mind to shut up โ this is for Cora. I might not be brave for myself, but I can be brave for her. โMr. Sinclair?โ I ask hesitantly, feeling my heart pound violently against my ribcage. He turns around and gazes imperiously down at me. โYes?โ โIโm Ella Reina, I nanny for Jake and Millie Graves.โ I begin, gnawing on my lower lip. His dark eyes catch on my mouth, and suddenly I feel like a frightened rabbit in front of a hungry wolf. โI know who you are, Ella.โ The sound of my name on his lips sends a shiver down my spine. He speaks the familiar syllables with so much purpose, as if they truly mean something to him. โOhโฆ well, I donโt mean to be impertinent, but Iโm friends with Dr Cora DanielsโฆโAs soon as I say her name, his expression closes off, and some unidentified emotion flashes in his eyes. โShe told me sheโs in trouble at work, and I know youโre one of the bankโs donors.โ I improvise. โI donโt know what Cora is being accused of, but Iโm sure sheโs innocent. She takes her job incredibly seriously, and she would never do anything to risk her career.โ โAnd what do you expect me to do about it?โ Dominic asks ominously. I can tell he doesnโt believe my weak story, his body language has changed completely, and I can feel his rising anger vibrating in the air around us. โI just thoughtโฆ I hoped that if you had any sway there, you might be able to put in a good word for her.โ I finish, feeling color flood my cheeks. Iโm both ashamed of myself for such a feeble attempt, but unsure how else to handle such a delicate topic. The last thing I want is to get Cora in even more trouble than before. Dominicโs jaw ticks as he watches me, and the voice in the back of my head urges me to run for it. โFrom what Iโve heard, your friend made a very serious mistake, and the consequences have been more than appropriate. The best thing she can do now is take responsibility for her mistakes, not sending you to do her dirty work for her.โ โI โ she didnโt, she doesnโt even know Iโm here! I swear.โ I plead. โIโve said all Iโm going to say on this matter.โ Dominic declares, turning away from me and striding into his house. The door slams shut behind him, and Iโm left with his various bodyguards. โYou need to leave now, miss.โ One of the men announces sharply. โI canโt.โ I moan, โhe has to understand, sheโs going to lose everything!โ โWeโre not going to ask you again.โ A second guard growls, a clear threat in his words. โPlease, sheโs innocent.โ I beg, โyou have to โโ before I can say anything more, the men grab me by the arms and begin trying to lead me off the property. Feeling truly desperate, I dig in my heels, deciding that my dignity is worth Coraโs entire future. โIโm begging you, if I could just talk to Mr. Sinclair.โ โYouโve already talked to him.โ The first guard grumbles, โand frankly youโre lucky he was as generous to you as he was. Your friend clearly told you things she shouldnโt.โ The next thing I know, theyโve thrown me off the property and onto the sidewalk so forcefully that I lose my balance, tumbling to the ground as tears spark in my eyes. The iron gates slam shut behind me, and I have no choice but to slink off before I can embarrass myself further. Of course, this was only the beginning of my misfortune. When I arrived at work the next day, I found that my keys no longer fit the locks on the front door. I knocked, overwhelmed with confusion, and a few minutes later the door swung open to reveal Jake and Millieโs furious mother. โMy keys arenโt working.โ I tell her, wondering why sheโs glaring at me so fiercely. โTheyโre not meant to.โ She answers coldly, โas of yesterday afternoon, your services were no longer required.โ โIโฆ youโre firing me?โ I squeak, not believing my ears. โWhy?โ โWe got a call from the neighbors.โ She explains haughtily, โapparently you let Jake run into the road the other day where he was almost hit by a car! And then yesterday you were seen making a fool of yourself at Dominic Sinclairโs home โ they said his bodyguards had to drag you off the grounds like a common criminal.โ โThat isnโt fair, that isnโt what happened!โ I plead. โJake through his toy into the road and ran after it, I didnโt let it happen, and what happened with Mr. Sinclair was a misunderstanding.โ โI donโt want to hear it.โ She hisses. โNow leave before I call the police.โ โPlease, canโt I at least say goodbye to the kids?โ I request, praying sheโll grant me this one kindness. โIโm dialing.โ She tells me simply, pulling her cell phone from her pocket. โNo!โ I raise my palms in supplication, โItโs okay, Iโll go.โ For the second time this week, I find myself shamefully retreating through this opulent neighborhood with tears streaming down my face. What hurts even worse than losing my job is the fact I didn't get to explain the situation to Jake and Millie, or see them one last time. Iโm sure their mother will tell them horrible things about me, despite the fact that Iโve been lovingly raising for them for the last two years. I know Dominic Sinclair is responsible for this. I donโt believe my ex-bossโs story about the neighbors for one moment. He clearly wanted to punish me, just like heโs having Cora punished. A rush of fury takes hold of me, and suddenly I wish I could punish him somehow. Itโs not like me to be so vindictive, but right now it truly feels like my entire life is falling apart, and itโs partly his fault. I spent all my money on the insemination, and without a job I have almost nothing. How am I ever going to afford to have a baby now? I guarantee Iโm not going to get a good reference from Jake and Millieโs mother. As if things werenโt already bad enough, when I return home I find a stack of bills in the mailbox and I donโt even recognize half the senders. I open them one by one, feeling my confusion and disbelief grow by the minute. As I look at the stores on the breakdown of charges, my suspicion grows: theyโre all Mikeโs favorite places. Is it possible he did this behind my back? That heโs been hiding the bills from me for monthsโฆ or years? I know heโll deny it if I confront him, which leaves me only one option. I have to call Kate. My former best friend might have betrayed me completely with her affair, but if anyone knows what Mike has been up to, itโs her. Chapter 4 - Desperation Ella My hands are shaking as I dial Kateโs number. Have I ever been this angry? If I have I certainly canโt remember it now. โHello?โ Kate answers almost immediately, using a sickly sweet tone that screams of fakeness. โKate?โ I state bluntly. โAre you with Mike right now?โ Thereโs a pregnant pause on the other end of the line, before she weakly responds, โWhat? Of course not.โ โCome off it Kate, do you really think I don't know about your shit?โ I demand. โIโm not a complete idiot.โ โElla listenโโ She begins, obviously gearing up to give me some sort of excuse. โNo, I donโt even care about your little affair anymore โ but I need to talk to him right now.โ I declare fiercely. Thereโs another pause, and then Kateโs voice drops its innocent tone. โYou donโt care?โ She repeats, sounding truly shocked. โ You know Iโm already pregnant?โ I wasnโt prepared for that particular piece of news. I clench my hands into fists, feeling so furious I think I might actually break the phone with my tight grip, โAnd what, you think thatโs some sort of victory?โ I bite. โDoes he know youโre pregnant?โ I ask sharply, โbecause a man whoโs so afraid of responsibility that heโd poison me for years is probably willing to do it to anyone.โ โWell no, but he loves me, he would never โโ She tried to explain. โHe loved me too once.โ I cut her off. โAt least he said he did. Itโs amazing how charming he can be, considering what a bastard he truly is. How do you think heโs going to support you and your child? He doesnโt even have a job.โ โOf course he does!โ She objects, โHe just didnโt tell you about it because he didnโt want you to bleed him dry. Heโs a stock broker.โ โOh Kate,โ I sigh, โPoor, gullible, stupid Kate. Heโs as much a stock broker as I am a wizard.โ โDonโt talk to me like that! Heโs got money, he lavishes it on me all the time!โ She insists. โWith fraudulent credit cards he took out in my name!โ I shout, losing my temper completely. โWhat?โ She squeaks. โThatโs right. Iโve only just found out โ heโs completely bankrupted me. Iโm calling the police and if I were you, Iโd check your own credit rating immediately, because Iโd be willing to be youโre next.โ I snap. โNo,โ she repeats weakly, โyouโre wrong, itโs different with me.โ My voice is getting thick with emotion now, but I canโt help it. โAnd frankly I donโt really care what happens to you Kate, but if youโre really pregnant then your baby deserves better than to be raised in a homeless shelter, and thatโs exactly where Mike will land you.โ I hang up before I start crying, not giving her a chance to respond. Why did I buy his lies about looking for work for so long? He crushed me little by little, all the while pretending to be so nice, and I let it happen. Never again. I decide. I wonโt ever let myself be fooled that way again. I still want to get my revenge on Mike, but first Iโve got to try and salvage whatโs left of my life. I have to go to the police and see if I can resolve these financial issuesโฆ I canโt have a baby if Iโm bankrupt, and I can only pray the police will help. ________________________ โIโm very sorry Miss. Reina, but if your ex-partner has left the area, thereโs not much we can do about this.โ The police officer breaks this news to me about as gently as he might smash an ant beneath his boot. โIโll give you the police report to send to the credit card company, but thatโs the most help youโre going to get from us.โ Anger fills me to the brim. I guarantee heโd never treat my case with so little consideration or respect if I wasnโt an impoverished nanny. If I was a wealthy man like Dominic Sinclair, heโd be fawning at my feet, offering to go to any lengths to solve my problems. I storm out of the station before I can lose my temper and verbally assault the man, immediately calling the credit card companies. One by one they crush my hopes, telling me in no uncertain terms that unless a culprit is arrested in my case, Iโll be held responsible for the charges. As I hang up on the final call, I can feel the earth crumbling beneath my feet. How did it come to this? I literally have nothing. No one will hire me without a recommendation from my previous employer, which means I wonโt be able to pay rent or keep food on the table. Normally I might turn to Cora in such a time, but I canโt burden her with this when sheโs in the same boat. Tomorrow Iโll finally find out whether or not Iโm pregnant, and up until now the strange sensation Iโve been experiencing the last few days has been a comfort and source of hope. I donโt know how to explain it: itโs as if Iโm suddenly different somehow โ even though I canโt see any changes, I just have this intense knowing that Iโm no longer the same woman I was a week ago. I thought it was a sign the insemination worked, but now Iโm praying that itโs my imagination going overboard. At first I try to distract myself, turning on the TV and freezing when I see Dominic Sinclair on the news talking about all his good will initiatives in the community. โWhen our work is finished, the Moon Valley childrenโs home will be a place of love and community, motivated to find the best homes for every child in need. Our initiative not only ensures that the permanent residents in the home have the best possible conditions, but that there is continuous follow up with children placed with adoptive families to ensure they thrive in their new homes.โ So much for the supposed philanthropist, I think bitterly. Turning a blind eye to the lives heโs selfishly ruining all the while pretending to be a friend of the downtrodden. A week ago I might have been touched by such a broadcast. I grew up in an orphanage just like the one heโs describing, and I know just how terrible the conditions can be. Now however, I see nothing but his hypocrisy. Cora was an orphan too, she didnโt do anything wrong โ where is his compassion for her? Clearly itโs only for the TV cameras. Itโs a shame. Heโs very convincingโฆ then again, so was Mike. Of course Mike was never as handsome as Dominic Sinclair, nor did he ever have his charisma or imposing presence. I donโt know if Iโve ever met anyone like him. Even while he was refusing to help me, scolding me and having me thrown out the door, part of me was still taken in by his handsome features and pure magnetism. Shaking myself, I turn the TV off. What the hell is wrong with me? The man is a heartless billionaire and Iโm still sitting here mooning over him like a silly schoolgirl. I end up going to bed early, trying not to think about tomorrow. Of course, I still lie awake late into the night โ I know what it means to grow up an orphan, and I canโt countenance bringing a child into the world just to abandon it to that bleak existence. The more my life unravels, the more stark my options become. If I am pregnantโฆ Am I going to abort the child? Even though itโs what Iโve wanted my entire life! Chapter 5 - Pregnancy Test Ella โNo, I understand.โ I murmur into the phone. โThanks for listening at least.โ I wearily hang up the line, burying my head in my hands. I spent all morning calling in every favor and loan I possibly could, throwing my dignity right out the window to beg my friends and acquaintances in my time of need. Iโve never thought of myself as a proud woman, but begging this way was more of a challenge than I could have imagined. I only wish I could help Cora as well as myself. Sheโs still waiting to hear if sheโll be fired, and while sheโs not supposed to be handling any samples, she got permission to do my tests this afternoon. After all, Iโve already been inseminated, so her supervisor didnโt see any risk of further negligence. Still, Iโm far from excited when I walk through the front doors of the sperm bank. Ten days ago I was heartsore but optimistic for the future, yearning for a baby more than anything else in the world. Now Iโm dreading the exam. However my trepidation soon gives way to surprise, because as soon as I enter the facility I have the strangest feeling that Dominic Sinclair is near. It takes me a while to actually find him, behind closed doors with Coraโs bosses in a luxurious, glass-walled conference room, but I donโt have the faintest idea how I knew he was present. I also donโt understand why I feel drawn to him: after all, heโs ruined both my sisterโs and my own life. I shouldnโt be excited to see him. It was dumb luck that I stumbled across his path, the conference room is on the way to Coraโs office, but I find myself stopping to observe the meeting inside. Iโm struck speechless when I lay eyes on him. Is it possible that heโs gotten more attractive since the last time I saw him? It was already unfair that somebody that powerful and intelligent could be so handsome, but now it truly just feels like being kicked while Iโm down. The bastard has a heart of stone, and still the universe has rained endless gifts upon him while people like Cora and I have nothing. Shaking myself out of my trance, I continue down the hall, though I feel the weight of dark eyes on my back as I retreat. Cora has clearly been crying when I arrive. Her eyes are red and her cheeks splotchy, though she tries to hide it. โHey.โ I greet her gently, wrapping her up in a hug. She leans into me, squeezing tight and lingering far longer than she usually would. โIs there any news?โ โSinclair is in there finalizing it all now. Iโm going to be given formal termination notice this afternoon.โ She shares, sniffling slightly. โIโm so sorry, honey.โ I croon, rubbing her back. โItโs okay.โ She lies, pulling away. โHow are you hanging in there?โ โNot very well.โ I confess. โIโm sort of dreading this, to be honest.โ โItโs amazing how fast things can change, huh?โ She asks, looking as though she might burst into tears. โI mean, what are we going to do, Elle?โ โWell figure it out.โ I promise. โWeโve been in tight spots before.โ I remind her, โremember the summer we slept in boxes on the street after we ran away from the orphanage?โ โYeah,โ She nods with a sad smile. โBut itโs winter now, I donโt think weโll last long in the elements. And you werenโt pregnant then.โ โYeah well, if Iโm pregnant nowโฆ.โ I canโt look her in the eyes as I say this, โI donโt think Iโm going to stay that way.โ โWhat?โ Cora exclaims, looking horrified. โBut this is your only chance! And we arenโt completely hopeless, youโve got time to try to figure out a plan B.โ That phrase alone reminds me of Mike, and I realize I havenโt shared my latest news with Cora. โI canโt afford a baby even if I do find a job. Iโm going to be paying off my debts for years to come.โ I share, filling her in on the details of Mike and Kateโs latest betrayal. โI canโt believe this!โ She bursts out when Iโm finished. โIt just isnโt fair, Ella! I mean, I thought we paid our dues, I thought we were done with suffering. After everything weโve been through, we deserve a better future than this! You deserve to be a mom โ no one loves children more than you do.โ โAnd you deserve to be a doctor.โ I reply. โYou worked so hard.โ โI still donโt think you should give up yet.โ She frowns. โYou can terminate the pregnancy up until the end of the first trimester. It would be a tragedy if you aborted it, then pulled off a miracle and it turned out you could have kept it. Donโt take that risk. Keep the baby until the very last moment.โ โI donโt think miracles happen to people like me.โ I remark softly. โBesides that seems kind of like itโs own form of torture โ the longer I carry the baby the more attached Iโm going to get. I donโt want this to hurt any worse than it has to.โ โItโs going to hurt no matter what.โ Cora reasons, โYou ought to give yourself a chance โ keep the door open. Donโt give up hope completely.โ โLetโs just find out if I have to make that decision in the first place.โ I state, changing the subject. โI may not even be pregnant.โ Yet even as I say it, I can feel in my heart that I am. โOkay.โ Cora agrees, pulling a sterile cup wrapped in plastic from one of her cabinets. โYou know what to do.โ I take the cup and quickly duck into the bathroom to provide a urine sample, returning it to her almost immediately. I pace back and forth across the office as Cora runs the tests. โWell?โ I press, seeing the results pop up on her computer screen. She offers me a sad smile. โCongratulations little sister, youโre going to have a baby.โ I told myself that I wouldnโt fall to pieces no matter the results, but as soon as the words are out of her mouth Iโm crying. Iโve been waiting to hear those words for years and was beginning to think I never would. Itโs both unimaginable joy, and unimaginable pain. I never knew my heart could hold such conflicting emotions at the same time, let alone in such extremes. โReally?โ โReally.โ Cora confirms, hugging me. โCome on, letโs do an ultrasound. You can hear the heartbeat.โ โIsnโt it too early?โ I squeak. โJust one of the benefits of being at the finest lab in the country.โ Cora quips, the words bittersweet on her tongue. โOur technology is years ahead of whatโs available in public hospitals.โ Climbing onto the raised exam table, I lay back and lift my top, not bothering to change into a gown or cover my clothes with a sheet, I simply expose my flat belly as Cora wheels in an ultrasound on a cart. Within minutes the machine is emitting a strange whoosh woosh woosh, and Cora squirts a dollop of jelly on my tummy. She pressed the wand to my skin, and before long a tiny heartbeat sounds โ making me cry all over again. However Cora is frowning deeply. โThis is so strange, the baby seems awfully large, but we tested you at your last visit to be sure you werenโt already pregnant.โ โWhat does that mean?โ I ask anxiously. โIs the father just a big guy?โ โI donโt just mean size โ I mean development.โ Cora purses her lips and furrows her brows as she studies the images, suddenly looking very worried. Sheโs whispering now, speaking to herself more than to me. โIt doesnโt look humanโฆ but that canโt beโฆ itโs not possible.โ โWhat are you talking about?โ I inquire, โHow can you tell? Isnโt it just a tiny blob?โ โAs I said, our tech is state of the art. It doesnโt just highlight shapes - it analyzes the molecular structure.โ Before she can say another word, the door bursts open, startling us both. To my shock and horror, Dominic Sinclair is standing in the doorframe, glaring at us as if weโve done something terrible. โWhatโs the meaning of this?โ He demands. โWhatโs the meaning of this? 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He immediately dropped the document and rushed out! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &35& | Hello reading | 47241 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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To have quiet time where I could pretend like my life was normal. Or I could pretend that I wasnโt always so sad and hurting all of the time. I sat on my window sill and watched as the world outside came to life. It was beautiful. The birds and animals outside looked free and happy. Even the flowers bloomed with bright colors and looked careless as they blew in the breeze. I envied them greatly. More than anything I longed to be free. To have any moment feeling so careless and happy. I finally got off the ledge when the alarm on my phone rang softly on my nightstand. I grabbed a rubber band from my dresser and threw my long hair up in a tight ponytail. I grabbed my sweater and backpack before heading out. I was going to be late if I didnโt get out to the kitchen soon. There would be hell to pay for that. The regular interactions I encountered with the Luna and my four adoptive brothers were torture enough. I didnโt need to go making things worse for myself. I was not a glutton for punishment. As I moved through the halls, I couldnโt believe it had almost been five years since I had been brought here. I was, of course, extremely grateful to my adoptive father, Alpha Angus, but in a lot of ways it was almost easier growing up on the streets and shifting between foster homes. I was brought to this castle in hopes that I would join the family and be accepted here but my adoptive mother and brothers made it clear that was never going to happen. I always had bullies and tough people on the streets and in foster homes. At least there I felt more equipped to defend myself. Hereโฆ well, how could I fight back against the Luna of a pack? Much less her four sons. Jane and Myraโthe hired cooking staffโwere already working in the kitchen, getting things ready and prepared. It already smelt delicious. I could see the crockpot was already started for dinner. My stomach growled. โGood morning, ladies. How are we doing today?โ I asked, grabbing my apron and tying it on. My voice was flat and low. I had no need to pretend with them. They both understood how difficult things could be in this house. Both of them exchanged a strange look before smiling awkwardly back at me. I felt a knot build up in my stomach. โWhat is it?โ โThe boys have requested breakfast burritos againโฆโ Jane answered. I sighed and rolled my eyes. Creating meals for my adoptive brothers had always been the worst. They delighted in making extremely complicated orders and insisted I remake things when they werenโt quite โperfectโ enough. Often I would make something and they would try to gaslight me by insisting that was not what they had ordered. Who was I to question them? Insulting my cooking was a regular and they would all question how such a โfatโ person could be so bad at making food. If I paid any attention to their bullying I would have several complexes about myself. โLet me hear it,โ I said with a dramatic sigh. I leaned against the counter and closed my eyes to listen. This was always the worst part. I knew Myra and Jane felt sympathetic but it didnโt help. Myra gave me an apologetic glance and began to read off the orders from the kitchen iPad. She rambled through the ridiculous concoctions the boys came up with and I let out a scoff with a dramatic eye roll more than once. I should be used to this by now but every day they still manage to get on every nerve that I had. โWell, they are creative, Iโll give them that,โ I sneered. Both my friends chuckled as we started. โAnd hot. They might be the hottest guys Iโve ever hated,โ Jane teased. We all laughed again. Jane was correct in saying that they were attractive. All of them were stunning and couldโve been models. Which almost made it that much worse. I would be lying if I said I hadnโt thought about each of them at some point or another. But their awful treatment toward me erased the stars as soon as they came into my mind. We cooked and prepared until things were ready. Jane and I headed out to the living room where the boys were waiting. Zek, the eldest and most intellectual, was sitting in his usual spot reading some obnoxiously complicated textbook. Dylan was sprawled out on the loveseat reviewing texts and matches from random bimbos on the Internet. I choke back vomit. Lionel and Ger were arguing and cussing at each other while playing a violent and childish video game. I expected nothing less. These four boys had a knack for acting like they ruled the world. And in some ways they did. They were spoiled and arrogant. They were never given any ounce of responsibility, and yet someday they would be responsible for the entire pack. The thought was unsettling, to say the least. We wordlessly placed their burritos down. I hoped to leave before any of them had a chance to comment. I had almost made it out of the room when Ger called back after me. His voice startled me and for a moment stopped me in my tracks. โGoodness, Rhea, how many of the ingredients did you sample before filling these burritos? Or are you just stuffing shit straight into your pants now? Look at the ass jiggle!โ he called out with a giggle. His brothers laughed as well, calling me โfat assโ and โbubbler buttโ. I rolled my eyes and headed to the kitchen. I did not have a lot of experience hanging out with other girls or knowing what was considered โattractiveโ. I knew well enough to know that I couldnโt trust the boys were always telling me the truth. They delighted in making me feel terrible. But still, their comments often stuck with me and I hated that. There was always a little voice in the back of my mind wondering if I truly was fat and ugly. I thought thatโd be the end of it. I only had about 15 minutes before it was time for school. I tried to forget about what the boys had said, I tried to think about school or anything else. I sat at the little kitchen table and started eating my own food. But I was quickly interrupted as all four boys piled into the room. My breath caught in my throat. โHiding in the kitchen, I see?โ Ger commented. โIโm just eating breakfast. I've moved away from youโฆ What else do you want?โ I asked, trying not to sound as timid as I felt. โWe just want to make sure you remember your place, chunky girl. Our father brought you here but youโre not special. Youโre not a part of the family,โ Lionel snarled. These were regular comments that I had heard continually since coming here. I stared at them blankly. Apparently, they wanted to make certain that all of their words and their insults sunk in. There was no room for confidence here. โYeah, thatโs why Iโm eating in the kitchenโฆโ I answered dryly. Lionel narrowed his eyes on me. โAre you sassing me?โ I swallowed hard. โAre you sure you really need such a big breakfast? I mean, look at you. If you keep eating no one will want you,โ Dylan chimed in with a wicked smirk. โDoes it really matter? Clearly, already no one wants her. Her own parents didnโt even want her,โ Ger joked. They all laughed. I frowned and tried not to let them see how hurt I really was. Dylan grabbed my plate and threw it toward the sink. It shattered and bits of porcelain flew around the room. I sighed knowing Myra or Jane would have to clean that up when we all left. I would have to apologize to them later. Having me here seemed to be a big inconvenience for everyone. I wondered if Alpha Angus recognized that. I doubted it. The boys continued to laugh and make other jokes. I continued to pretend like it didnโt affect me. It was continually hard whenever they brought up my parents. I still had no idea who my parents were or why they had abandoned me. I was certain that Alpha Angus knew more than he was saying about where I came from. But I also knew he wasnโt about to share any of that with me. The more he kept secrets the more I felt it must be something truly awful. Maybe they really didnโt love me. โBoys, come now weโre going to be late!โ Luna Simona stood in the doorway to the kitchen. โGoodness, look at this mess! Rhea, you are just impossible. Are you so incompetent that you canโt create a few simple breakfasts without making such a mess? You are so lucky that my husband took pity on you, though I still canโt imagine why. You are not even fit to be a servant in this house.โ Her words were dripping with disdain. She looked at me as she always didโlike a black stain on her otherwise perfect life. โIโm sorry, maโam,โ I replied begrudgingly. She rolled her eyes and sighed. I felt frustrated and awful. My stomach hurt and growled. โNever mind that now, you can clean it after school. Though why we bother to educate you at all Iโll never know. Itโs clearly not having an effect on you since you canโt even manage to clean the house or do your chores without making things worse or breaking things. The bus is coming, so hurry along, girl. Boys, Professor Stalling is waiting to give you your daily lessons.โ I untied my apron and headed out the door. My stomach grumbled as I moved on the way. I hoped Iโd be able to get something from a vending machine before my first class. As I passed my adoptive mother she sighed, sounding exasperated. I tried not to let it affect me and I continued walking. I wanted to be tough. I wanted to be confident and not let their torments affect me. But the truth was I felt small all the time. I felt worthless and ugly. The more I thought about my parents and my childhoodโbouncing around from place to placeโthe more I thought maybe the boys were right. Maybe I was unlovable and no one would ever want me. I tightened my jaw to keep myself from crying and headed out the door to wait for the bus. The brisk air was making it harder to keep my tears restrained. I didnโt want to start crying before I went to school. I didnโt need other students to see what a hot mess I was. I didnโt need to be tortured and tormented in school any more than I already would be. As I stood on the corner and waited for the bus, I promised myself that I would get out of this place. I daydreamed about a beyond the Horace family, and a future free from the torture that I endured every day. I imagined finding a mate who really loved me and took care of me. Someone who would defend me against anyone who would try to bully me again. Those thoughts almost made me feel more sad. I felt certain that I would never find such a magical person. I would never find a mate. But I would, I swore to myself, find a way to escape this torturous existence. Chapter 2 The Alpha Female I climbed onto the bus and kept my head down. Everyone stared at me, putting their backpacks on empty seats as I passed. I found an empty seat in the back and took it quickly. I looked out the window and avoided the looks and whispers from the other students. Everyone knew who I was and everyone knew how I was treated. It had been worse when the Horace brothers were still in school. It almost gave the other students license to mock me and tease me just as ruthlessly. Now they mostly just talked about me behind my back, which was easier to ignore. Everyone except Anastasia, who seemed to think it was her mission to make sure I continued to suffer just as much as I would have if the boys were still in school. Part of me wondered if she blamed me for the twins breaking up with her. It was possible. Though she should have known better than to think that Dylan, at least, would have settled down with her. โHello,โ came a new voice I hadnโt heard before, โis this seat taken?โ I looked up to see a pretty girl with golden hair smiling down at me. I raised a curious eyebrow. I hadnโt seen her before but if she went to our school there was no way she didnโt know who I was. โUm, sure?โ I answered, feeling confused. Her smile grew wider as she sat down. โIโm Emma,โ she started. โIโm new. I just transferred here. Whatโs your name?โ โRhea. I feel like I should warn you. You wonโt make many other friends sitting next to me. They might bully you right alongside me. I wonโt be offended if you want to consider changing seats,โ I admitted. Her expression softened and she looked at me like she thought I was exaggerating or lying. โThatโs all right, Iโm sure itโs not as bad as all thatโโ Before she could say anything else, she was interrupted by a shrill laugh. I rolled my eyes and looked forward to see her standing there in all her glory. Anastasia Duchannes. โWhat in the world is this?โ she asked loud enough that the entire bus could hear. She made her way back toward us, keeping her sharp green eyes locked on me. โYou actually found someone to talk to you?โ Now she turned her eyes on Emma. โYou must be new. Let me help you out, sugar. You donโt want to go making friends with the wrong sort of people. That one there, sheโs the wrong sort of people. Since youโre new, Iโll let this slide. Feel free to choose another seat.โ Emma looked at me and seemed a bit shocked. I shrugged sympathetically. I had tried to warn her. โI told you I wonโt be offended,โ I replied to Emmaโs unspoken question. โWhat could you have possibly done to warrant such treatment?โ Emma whispered. Anastasia laughed again. โAre you serious? Look at her. This right here is the filth of the filth. She comes from the lowest rung on the totem pole. She isnโt worth anything,โ she answered. Emmaโs expression hardened. โEveryone is worth something,โ she replied. Anastasia looked taken aback for a moment. I felt stunned. I had never seen anyone stand up to Anastasia like that, especially not on my behalf. โI think Iโm fine where I am, thank you.โ โWell, Rhea, it looks like you found another bottom dweller. I hope you two fat asses are comfortable sharing such a small seat.โ Anatasiaโs eyes lingered on Emma and I knew she had plans to make her regret her choice. โThank you but I donโt think you should have done that,โ I whispered. Emma smiled at me. โI donโt like bullies. Itโs not okay how they treat you,โ she answered. I half smiled. โExcept now you just earned yourself the same treatment. Trust me when I say Anastasia isnโt the kind of girl you want to piss off.โ โTell me about her.โ I proceeded to explain that Anastasia came from a prominent wolf pack. Her father was an Alpha and a cruel one at that. It had left Anastasia cold and evil. I explained about the Horace family and how she had dated the twins. How she still came around and hooked up with all of them. I mentioned how Anastasia had chanced away any other girl who showed even the slightest interest in any of the brothers. I told her how the boys treated me and that Anastasia took up their mantle. โI think she hates me the most because she canโt get rid of me. She had nothing to be jealous of. None of the Horace brothers would ever dream of being with someone like me but still, I think she views me as some kind of threat. Anyway, thereโs no limit to the kinds of awful things she will do. Sheโs turned torture and bullying into an art form,โ I answered dryly. Emma took a deep breath and looked forward. โWell, thatโs a lot. Iโm so sorry youโve been through all that. Thatโs not okay,โ she whispered. I shrugged and tried to brush it off. โIt is what it is. Soon Iโll be 18 and get far away from this place,โ I said with a longing sigh. โWhere will you go?โ she asked. I smiled at her and we started talking about our dreams and the future. It was one of the best conversations I have had in a long time. I realized how long it had been since I had had a real conversation with someone other than Myra and Jane. Not that they werenโt great friends but they were much older than me and in a lower station. They couldnโt fully understand everything I went through. Emma on the other hand was also 17 and seemed to really understand what it was like to be bullied and treated so poorly. When we arrived at school I said goodbye as I headed to my first class. โWait!โ Emma called after me. โDo you want to have lunch together? Whatโs your number? Iโll text you when I get out of class.โ I smiled and walked back, giving her my phone number. I was excited that for the first time since coming to live with the Horace family, I wouldnโt be eating lunch alone in the bathroom. I waved goodbye and headed to my first class. Classes were not as terrible as the in-between times. The teachers didnโt seem to care so much that I was being teased and tormented but they cared when their lessons were interrupted. That was enough to put a stop to most studentโs chances to harass me. I enjoyed first period the most. Math and numbers always seemed to come easiest to me. I was finding geometry even more fun than algebra. Normally, as the day moved on I found myself dreading lunch but knowing that I was going to hang out with Emma again made me feel differentโbetter. I felt a sense of comradery that I had never felt before. It was nice to have someone to share all my hard times with. It was nice to be validated in my feelings about it all. Emma texted me about five after midday. She asked me to meet her by the bleachers in the open field. I quickly went through the lunch line and grabbed a bit more than usual. I still felt starving after missing breakfast. I tried to keep my head down and avoid any contact with other students. I didnโt need any more comments on my diet or my looks. I took the long way around the quart yard to avoid Anastasia and her band of loyal followers. I somehow managed to make it all the way to the field without anything but a side comment in passing. โHey, how were your first classes?โ I asked. Emma gave me a strange look. โWell, you were right. It was a terrible choice to be friends with you. News travels very fast in this school,โ she exclaimed. I nodded. โI warned you,โ I repeated. She nodded and popped a few grapes into her mouth. It was peaceful out in the field. There were a few odd couples in the area as well but almost no one else. I could still hear the other students laughing and talking near the quart yard and the cafeteria but we would go unnoticed for the most part sitting on the benches. I wondered momentarily why I had never thought to sit out here before. โSo, tell me about your old school and why you moved here,โ I asked. Emma scoffed and began to tell me about life in her other city. It didnโt seem that different from where we were except she was closer to the beach. She told me she had never been particularly popular and always tended to be an outcast. I laughed at her. โWell then, maybe you did choose the right company,โ I teased. She smiled at me. We talked more about school and why her parents moved to a new city and a new pack. She seemed calm and content with almost everything, even the parts of her life that didnโt seem particularly pleasant. โHow do you manage to stay so positive?โ Emma didnโt look at me but instead kept her eyes closed and aimed toward the sun. โHonestly, I donโt know. I wish I had a better answer for you but also I havenโt had quite the life you had, Rhea. Things might be different if our situations were switched.โ The bell rang, urging us back to our classes. As we walked back to the main campus, Emma asked me to hang out again after school. I felt delighted. I was certain I would get some hell for not coming home straight away but it was worth it to feel like I had some semblance of a life. It was worth it to have a friend. The rest of the day carried on like normal. I did my best to stay focused despite some of the students passing me terrible notes and making whispered comments about me. I found it easier to put up with now. I met Emma by the bus station after school and walked with her to her house when it let us off. We spent a few hours talking, doing homework, and eating snacks that her mother had put out. I wondered if this was what life was like for all normal children. It was wonderful. I wanted to stay but knew I couldnโt. When it was getting closer to dinner time I said goodbye and started to head home. I knew Myra and Jane would be missing me and I couldnโt give Luna Simona or the boys any other reason to be cruel to me. I walked into the house and headed toward the living room and into the kitchen. I stopped when I saw Ger and Dylan very intimately on the couch with some girl I didnโt recognize. She was going back and forth between making out with each of them while they let their hands run wild over her body. She let out soft coos of pleasure but stopped abruptly when she saw me standing there. As soon as she stopped, Ger and Dylan looked up as well and narrowed their eyes in anger when they saw me. โGet out you nasty perv! What are you doing just standing there like some dumb idiot?โ Dylan screamed. I quickly forced my feet to move and headed into the kitchen. Both of them were still calling after me. I heard the girl exclaim that she had to leave. Oh, no. I knew I was really in for it now. โWhat is it? Whatโs happened?โ Simona asked, coming into the kitchen. She was followed quickly by Dylan and Ger. โThis dumb girl was spying on us in the living room. We wereโฆ entertaining and our guest left early. She wasnโt comfortable with a nasty little spy,โ Ger explained. I swallowed hard. โI think we should punish her,โ Dylan added. I could tell from my adoptive motherโs expression that that was exactly what they were going to do. -------------------------------------------------- There are limited chapters to put here, click โlearn moreโ to open App to continue reading (It will automatically jump to the book) | Literie-Alpha King | 223 | https://www.facebook.com/61555762332950/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195869 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004065 | 1746634326 | 1634 | website.metronovel.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐Click to read the full novel๐๐ | https://website.metronovel.com/share/middle/ijhkpqimatf2dm03gwr4ybra?campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 3.9963879322589E+14 | Good Novel and Story | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462899581_1558606408093955_2837628161189543408_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=UenuMnvF3O0Q7kNvgFiT3Lq&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AXA1RrPFwekGOQzJbCoYA_u&oh=00_AYC-GYsQKJghYEIWwb_RCtDQlZT1dgUYwXVIwgqx-A_IUA&oe=671458D7 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "Ahhhhhhhhโฆ" My body jolted, and something poured out of my, streaming down my legs and soaking the bed. I felt my forehead and beads of sweat got stuck to my hand. Mated to my stepfather, I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you do this for me again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. My stepfather, Alpha Andrรฉ stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. What the hell? *** Chapter 1 Olivia's POV I sat in my living room, rocking back and forth on my father's old chair. I could still smell his scent on the old leather, bringing tears to my eyes. In my arms, I cradled the porcelain jar that held my dadโs ashes. It still felt like a dream. I pinched myself multiple times to wake myself up from this nightmare, but I only ended up with bruises on my arms each time my fingernails sank into my skin, drawing blood. This was no dream. Dad was dead. It was almost unbelievable, but it was true. I glanced over at the table, and on it was the letter the Luna of my pack had delivered to me during Dad's funeral. I picked it up and read through it for the tenth time. Regardless of how many times I read it, I still couldn't believe she was coming here after everything that she did, after all this time. That was impossible. Yet, my suitcase was packed beside me because Luna Mia had also been quite clear on her stance. Since Dad was gone, I had to leave. I was leaving my pack, the only home I had known all my life, to stay withโฆ Knock! Knock! Knock! I was jerked from my brooding. I carefully placed the jar on the table and walked to the door. The impatient knocking came again, and the air was suddenly filled with the scent of expensive, intrusive perfume, which almost blurred Dad's scent, that was still lingering in the room. I walked to the door, flung it open, and saw her. My mother. She was nothing like I remembered from her lips, which were a bright red, and the flashy large hoop earrings that were dangling on both ears. She cleared her throat, interrupting my assessment, "God! You look like a mess, Olivia.โ Her eyes swept over me in one fair swoop of disgust. "You should brush your hair. It looks like a bird's nest." Her voice was high and full of mockery. This was exactly like I remembered. Only that, Dad used to be at the receiving end of that mockery. Now, it was me. "What are you doing here, Nicole?โ She gasped and looked at me angrily, and I took joy in seeing the displeasure on her face as her lips turned down angrily at the sides. "Where are your manners, young lady? Need I remind you that I am still your mother.โ I scoffed. A person like her could call herself a mother? Without waiting for my reply, Nicole pushed past me and entered the house. I closed the door and watched her in anger as she looked around. "Still looks the same. Your father never changed those filthy sofas after all." She turned to me again. "You got my letter, didn't you?" I folded my arms and stared angrily at her. "Yeah, I did. Tell me this is some joke." My mother laughed sarcastically and suddenly glared at me angrily, โLook, Liv..." "Don't call me Liv.โ That was something that only my loved ones could call me. She was not on that list. Although there was no list anymore as there had been only one personโDad. And he was not even here anymore. Another wave of heartache hit me while Nicole rolled her eyes and ignored my comment. "Look, I don't have much time. Get your stuff and get into the car, and if I feel like it, I can explain things to you." She gave the house one last disgusted look over and walked out. I sighed angrily and sat in my dad's chair. What was all this? Why did she have to come? When I had gotten the letter from the packโs Luna, a part of me had desperately hoped that it was some prank and that she wouldnโt make it. After all, I had spent thirteen years waiting for her to walk through these same doors. Yet, she had ended up coming. I heard a low rumbling sound, and I looked out of the window; I saw a black BMW. I raised my eyebrow in surprise. That was my mother's ride? Where on earth did she... The car outside honked its horn, and I knew my time here was up. Still holding the jar with my dad's ashes, I dragged my suitcase out of the door. My mum finally stopped honking as I walked up to the car with my suitcase. "I don't even know why you even bother carrying those ashes. Your hands are all dirty. Could you not get them on my seats? They're Italian leather." I scoffed angrily. How dare she? "You're unbelievable! How could you say that about Dad?!" She rolled her eyes and gave me a pointed stare. "Do you even know how much Italian leather costs?" I was dumbfounded, but she couldn't care less. "For the record," I said in a grim tone. "I am only tagging along because Dad would have wanted me to. I'd rather be dead with him than go anywhere with you." โThat would have been better, Liv,โ she mumbled and turned away. If I had expected that anything would be different after thirteen years and a new ride, I was awfully wrong, and Nicole was in a hurry to let me know. โDriver, step on it. I have things to do." The driver started the car, and then we sped away, leaving my old life, house and everything I have ever known behind. "How long is this ride?" I asked, turning back to the window. It felt like we had been driving for hours. The scenery was lovely. There were lots of flowers and beautiful trees, and the grass was lush green. Soon, we pulled up in front of a large mansion, and its grandeur took my breath away. "I forgot to mention that your stepfather is the Alpha of this pack. He owns this place," my mom said, brimming with pride, and I resisted an eye roll. Before I could say anything else, the driver opened the door, and she stepped out. However, I remained in the car, boiling with anger as my shock vanished into thin air. This explained everything. She was such a gold-digger! She had abandoned Dad and me all these years to marry some old, rich Alpha. My stomach churned in disgust at my mother. Suddenly, the door opened, and the driver stood beside it. "Miss Olivia, do you need help with your bags?" "No," I said, coarsely. "I can sort myself out." I got out of the car, hoisted my suitcase out, and kept my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm. I walked to the front door and saw my mother waiting for me. "I see you finally got out. I was starting to think that the magnificence of this place had rendered your little legs paralysed." Her voice was haughty and arrogant, and I felt my cheeks burn hot with fury. We walked inside and were face to face with a giant golden staircase. I was taken aback. This house was huge! Maids walked by my mother and me, greeting her as โLuna', and each time I heard it, I felt my insides boil hotter, and sadness washed over me. I couldn't believe she had been here all this time, basking in all this wealth while we struggled daily to get by. The sound of hurried steps echoed, and Mom turned to me and whispered harshly. "Get out of here. The maids will show you to your room." I raised an eyebrow and folded my arms defiantly. "No." "I'm warning you, Olivia. And keep your voice down." I scoffed. "Last I checked, this house belongs to your boo thing, not you. I need him to say it if he doesn't want me here. And I hope he says it so I can get out of here." Every nerve in my body tingled with electricity as the steps got closer. What was happening to me? With my heart thumping against my chest, I turned to look at the staircase. Every thought cleared from my head as I looked at him. My heart skipped a beat, and every step he took towards us made me feel like I could not breathe or look away from the perfection that he was. Built like some Greek god, the man walking down the staircase looked like he had walked out of some human magazine cover, and I felt myself melt under his dominance as soon as he was in front of me. His aura made my body shiver with pleasure, admiration and awe. โMATEโ, my wolf growled. "Alpha Andrรฉ, good afternoon.โ My mom spoke up, and it was only then that I noticed that every other head was bowed except mine. Wait, Alpha? My eyes widened as I did the maths. This was her new husband? He was the last thing from an old, rich Alpha, and I was struggling to pull my eyes away from him. How on earth did he end up with someone like Nicole? Ignoring Nicole, his eyes fell on me, "who is this?โ Chapter 2 Olivia's POV โWho is this?โ His deep, sonorous voice resonated throughout the room, and my body tingled to the sound. I felt his green eyes wash over me in one swoop, and I instantly felt giddy while butterflies began to flap in my stomach. Without trying to be discreet, I checked him out properly. His hair was dark, and his muscular torso strained against his tight shirt, outlining his abs and pecs. I felt myself drooling with desire. I couldn't explain what I felt, but a part of me was yearning for him. His face was dashingly handsome, and my eyes trailed down to his sharp and chiselled jaw. I gawked at his soft lips and began to imagine how it would feel to kiss themโฆ Shocked at my thoughts, I shook my head to push those unholy thoughts away. But the moment my eyes met his one more time, I was stuck. There was no way that he was my stepdad. Alpha Andrรฉ raised his eyebrow; he looked pretty intrigued, and I felt the lump in my throat disappear. "My name is Olivia. I'm Nicole's dโฆ" "Sister!" said my mom, cutting in nervously. "She is my sister from a distant pack." I stared at Nicole, stunned. She didn't want him to know that I was her daughter. "Screw you!" I yelled angrily at her, and she gave me a death stare. I ignored it and turned to Andrรฉ. I was almost caught off guard by his sparkling green eyes. "I'm Nicole's daughter. It seems she left that part out of her resumรฉ when she applied to be your wife." From the corner of my eyes, I could see Mom getting red in the face, and her anger was burning hot, but I didn't care. I was determined to push her buttons. "Nicole didn't tell me about you. Either way, it is nice to meet you." I felt some confidence stir up in me. I just felt this connection, and it felt like I could say anything to him. "Are you sure having a wife you know nothing about is smart? She could kill you in your sleep, you know." I watched as his smooth lips curled into a smirk, making him more dashing. God, he was so s*xy! How on earth did Mum bag him? I watched him as he turned his head to one of the maids who stood nearby, supposedly waiting for his next order. "You. Prepare a room for her on the third floor. Make sure it is comfortable." He turned back towards the stairs, and Mum and I followed him behind. "So tell me about yourself, Olivia. You have a beautiful name, I must say." I felt my cheeks get hot. I felt the butterflies in my stomach flutter madly. "Well, there wouldn't be much to say if only Nicole had told you about me sooner. I'm done with high school and taking a break year before I start college andโฆ" There was not much about me, and my introduction ended after a few sentences. However, I was trapped by his captivating green eyes. More than once, his arm brushed mine, and I felt heated passion fill me up, just waiting to burst out. When I looked him in the face, I caught his eyes looking at my lips before looking back at me. This was torturous. And he was my stepfather! We finally reached the third floor, and Mum rushed to him, pushing me aside rudely. โAlpha, I donโt think Olivia should stay on the first floor. She has night terrors at times and might wake you if she stays on the same floor as you." I was stunned. What was Mum getting at?! What night terrors? On the bright side, Andrรฉ ignored her and disappeared into a room on the third floor. Mom turned and stared at me angrily. โDo I need to remind you that you are here as a guest? You should know your place. I am still your mother whether you like it or not." I glared back at her with the same intensity, "Back off! I'm not the one who asked to be dragged here. That was all on you. You planned this with Dad.โ I took a deep breath, my anger coursing through every vein, โAlso, I think you are the one who should know their place. You. Are. Not. My. Mum." I watched as her face changed into different shades of white. She gave me one furious glare and then headed down to the second floor. After a while, one of the maids walked up to me. "Miss Olivia, please follow me to your room. It is ready for you,โ she said with a small bow and led the way. I followed behind her and dragged my suitcase along with me. I still had my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm, and I wondered if he was watching all of this. Soon, we stopped at a time just a few doors away from the room Alpha Andrรฉ had disappeared into. "Your room, Miss Olivia. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes. Please be ready. Here is the key. Do make yourself comfortable." The maid handed me the key and headed downstairs. I was left alone in the lobby. I took a deep breath and stared at the key in my hand. I was here; there was no turning back now. I slotted it into the keyhole and turned it, and with a click, it opened. Nothing could have prepared me for the sight I saw. My room was huge! There was enough space in here to throw a party. The walls were a beautiful pale pink, and a chandelier hung on the ceiling, elegantly flooding the room with light. The reading table was made out of smooth wood, and a laptop and detached keyboard were on it. I dropped my suitcase and walked over to the bed. The sheets were made of rich, smooth and soft silk, and the mattress was so comfy that it felt like I was sleeping on a cottony heap of clouds. โOkay. I could get used to this.โ I got off the bed, took off my clothes and wrapped a towel around my body. I needed to have a quick shower before dinner. I smelled all sweaty. After the shower, I changed into something nicer and did my hair. The shower gel was expensive and exotic, and I smelled like wild peaches. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Miss Olivia, are you ready for dinner? The Alpha has requested that you eat with him." I was about to say something, but my stomach rumbled, cutting me off. "I will be down in a few minutes." The maid nodded and walked away, and in a few minutes, I was out of my room, heading downstairs. "Miss Olivia, where are you going?" I turned around and saw the maid who had called me for dinner. "I'm sorry. I'm looking for the dining room." The maid shook her head and smiled politely. "I'm sorry. I must have missed something while I was giving you the message. Dinner will be in the Alpha's personal room on the third floor." I stared at the maid with wide-open eyes. "What..?!" Chapter 3 Andrรฉโs POV I smelled her even before the door opened, and my hands clenched around the chairโs handle as Olivia entered my private quarters. Her body was tense, and she looked around curiously before her gaze settled on me. As though unnerved, she looked away immediately. How did the moon goddess create such perfection? To reward my waiting? I had spent more than twenty years waiting for my fated mate. For the one, the one that was made for me. Yet, there had been nothing. Eventually, I had settled for an arrangement for the pack's sake. But she was here now. And she was the best f**king thing I have laid my eyes on. โWhereโs Nicole?โ She squeaked, her voice barely audible. I would have missed it if all of my senses werenโt focused on her. I wanted to know everything. I needed to take in her smile, her beautiful blue eyes that shone like the sea. f**k, I could already imagine running my hands through those large blond curls that fell over her shoulders. It took me some seconds to realise I hadnโt answered her. Nicole. It had been relatively easy to tell that they didnโt have the best relationship. Just now, when her mother had been there, she had been fierce and stubborn, like a fiery temptress. My temptress. โNicole wonโt be joining us,โ I replied and saw her wring her fingers together. Could she not feel it? Dinner went by slowly, and every now and then, Olivia would look up at me, her blue eyes probing and curious. I was dying to know her, too. But from what Nicoleโs driver had reported, she had just lost her father. A part of me was tempted to stand up and close the distance between us. To wrap her in my arms and let her know she had me now. Nothing was going to hurt her. But I didnโt want to scare her away. She was too important to me. I took a deep breath, calming my wolf that was pushing to claim his mate and my c0ck that was starting to react just from the thought of having Olivia in my arms. โDamn man, when did I get laid last?โ I wasnโt attracted to Nicole, but as my Luna, she had the most important thing I needed; she could handle matters very cleanly and made running the pack's internal affairs seem easy. Also, because of how hard she worked, it also meant that I had to give her a certain level of face here in my pack. Meetings outside the pack and checking over my company in the human world were among the few times that gave me a chance to get laid. I hadnโt been to one in two months. That had to be why. โIโm done,โ Olivia said, her voice breaking through my thoughts and my spine straightened. I frowned as I looked at her plate and the dishes in front of her; although I had spaced out just now, it was not enough time for her to have eaten enough food. โAre you uncomfortable?โ I asked, and she looked down, biting her lips. Damn. The very action sent some command to my c0ck, and I could feel it stirring in my pants. โThereโs nothing to be worried about; I wonโt bite.โ That was a lie. I had every intention to bite. Especially with the way she was biting down on her lower lip. โIf you donโt like these, you can have dessert,โ I snapped my hands, and one of the kitchen staff walked out with a tray in his arm. I didnโt like sweets, but I had instructed them to make them for her. I almost gave myself a back pat when her eyes brightened at the popsicles before her. When she picked one up, I realised just how large it was. Her small, pouty mouth was way too small for that. Entranced, I watched as my little mate placed the giant popsicle in her mouth, and as I had guessed, she could only lick from a small corner. A m0@n fell from her mouth as she tasted it, and every nerve in my body tightened. If she continued at this rate, I wasnโt sure I could hold back from bending her over this table and claiming her as mine. โCan your mouth take all of it in?โ I asked, and Oliviaโs face flushed red, and she burst into a coughing fit. I shot up and rushed to her side without thinking. A move that I regretted because one whiff of her sweet floral scent was more than enough to bring me to my knees. My c0ck was hard, and my balls were heavy from being around and watching her. I moved behind the chair. I couldnโt let her see just how hard I was for her. For my โstepdaughterโ Olivia stood up, and my eyes followed her every move. Was she feeling the mate pull the way I was? I could never know if she did because right before I could say a word, Olivia dashed off. My dining room, the same place I had dined in for more than twenty years now, felt too big for my liking. Too empty. Did this affect my little mate? โAlpha, we caught a maid about to report to Miss Nicole about the dinner,โ one of my assistants stepped into the dining room and reported. โRemove all the unnecessary help on this floor.โ Nicole was nosy, and I wasnโt ignorant of the fact that she had spent the last year trying to win over my staff. Unfortunately, her position was about to be vacant. My mate was here. Irritation bubbled in my throat as I remembered their relationship. That was one hell of a trick from the moon goddess. However, that didnโt matter. Nothing could keep me from my Olivia. โOlivia,โ I called out, testing her name, and when I couldnโt hold it in anymore, I stood up, striding out of the dining room. I didnโt want her to be away from me. She had barely eaten anything, but judging by how petite she was, I suspected that food was not on her list of favourite things. Chapter 4 Olivia's POV I ate in silence and stole glances at him. Sometimes, our eyes would meet and lock, and I'd turn away silently, though not without getting a lovely glance at his lips. I wanted to kiss them so badly. The way his lips moved as he chewed filled me with thoughts. I could only imagine how it would feel to have those lips kiss me and travel down, downโฆ down. f**k! I took one hand off the table and placed it on my lap, gripping my dress tightly. I squeezed my legs and felt something wet on my thigh. "Keep it together, Olivia." I stopped eating for a brief moment, and I caught him licking the back of his spoon. I gasped as the sensations between my legs spiked. What was he doing to me? "I'm done." I put my spoon down and turned my head away, trying to hide my blush. The food was delicious but I couldn't eat anymore, not like this. I could feel my juices dripping down my legs. I had to excuse myself from the table. โAre you uncomfortable?โ he asked, slowly putting down his spoon and gazing at me with those grey eyes. I shook my head. I couldn't dare open my mouth. m0@ns had replaced all words. I couldn't let them escape. โThereโs nothing to be worried about; I wonโt bite.โ I wanted him to bite me, a love bite. I wanted to see red marks on my skin caused by his lips svcking every inch of me. Dessert soon came as he snapped his fingers, and the air was filled with a sweet, fruity scent. My eyes lit up. Popsicles! The waiter dropped the tray with them on the table and walked away. I helped myself to one. It was huge! My eyes washed over it slowly. I love sweets, but I wanted something sweeter. I tried to svck it all at once, but it was way too big for my mouth. I started from the corner and made my way down his big c0ck. f**k! Did I say 'c0ck'? It was too late. The image was already etched in my mind. svcking his c0ck slowly, feeling the sensations run down his spine as my tongue played with him. I began to m0@n softly as I svcked on the popsicle; my eyes closed with content. โCan your mouth take all of it in?โ Andrรฉ asked. I looked up and found his eyes watching me keenly. Oh no! What if he knew I was thinking aboutโฆ "Cough! Cough! I have toโฆ cough!โฆ go." I rushed out of his room and ran to mine. I bolted the door and walked to my bed. What had happened? I lay down and tried to calm myself down. "Deep breaths, Liv, deep breaths." I slipped my hand under my dress and felt my underwear. I was soaked through. I sighed. I needed to have a shower. I moved my hand slightly and grazed the tip of my bud. A m0@n escaped my lips, and I was immediately silent. The best idea was to take my hand out, shower and forget this whole debacle. I moved my hand, but I grazed my bud again. Another sigh escaped my lips. f**k it! I moved my fingers, lightly caressing my swollen bud. The sensations made me shiver. I wished these were Andrรฉ's fingers. My m0@ns grew louder. I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My hands undid my front zip and dove into my bosom. My nips were so hard. I wanted him to svck them. My fingers moved faster and suddenly plunged inside me. "AhhhโฆAndrรฉโฆ!" His c0ck filled me up. I felt its girth as it touched the walls of my pu$$y. It was huge. He pulled out after a while and moved his lips closer to my face; his husky, deep voice filled my ears. "Are you sure you can take all of me?" I didn't even need to reply, and he penetrated me again. My body tensed up and gripped his hard c0ck tight. His thrvsts were slow and shallow. "Yes. Yes, please don't stop." He plunged deeper, and I grabbed the sheets. I was dazed yet still greedy. I wanted more. "AhhhhโฆAndrรฉ. I need more Andrรฉ. Please give me more." His tempo increased, and so did my m0@ns. His name was on my breath, his scent in my nostrils, his lips on my skin and his hands in my hair. My body squirmed desperately, and I felt myself tighten. I heard his voice in my ears. "Are you going to come for me?" "Yes, Andrรฉ. Please don't stop." The tempo picked up, and I m0@ned louder and harder. My face was flushed. My pu$$y was soaked, and I could hear sputtering sounds as he continued to f**k me deep. My legs trembled, and my voice could barely be heard. I gripped the sheets harder, pulling out from the side that they were tucked in neatly. My breathing became wheezy as the sensations shot up. His dรญck went harder and deeper inside me, filling me up perfectly. My legs felt numb. Any more, and I wouldโฆ "Ahhhhhhhhโฆ" My body jolted, and my juices poured out of my, streaming down my legs and soaking the bed. I felt my forehead and beads of sweat got stuck to my hand. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you cvm for me like that again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. Alpha Andrรฉ stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. My eyes travelled down, and I saw the obvious bulge in his trousers. What the hell? | Good Novel and Story | 18 | https://www.facebook.com/61563112123593/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Determined to uncover truth and revenge for family, she seized the second chance. She planned to avenge loved ones. However, Joseph, a seemingly frail yet martial arts-skilled man who deeply fell for her, complicated her revenge plan. Now this new knowledge added more complexity to it. "B*tch! How dare you push Zoey down the stairs? You deserve to die!" At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. 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Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic-books | 4380 | https://www.facebook.com/100086781164052/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2194689 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004043 | 1746634326 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Learn more | VIDEO | Read next chapter๐ | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=124213&accid=798859118295947&rawadid=120216197152010091 | 1.5912914394216E+14 | Hello reading | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462631777_360342973735281_7863207247549977925_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=CKK0V4FPf3QQ7kNvgEytmFV&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AGk4ClndVb-E7TQmlevFJyV&oh=00_AYCim9Ikec5CXDqzB2lY35cNXhq6Otv_rVPxBuCqWoJs9A&oe=6714597E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | โPresident, look at your ex-wifeโs social media platform!โ "Leaving the capital has nothing to do with me!" "In the photo, she is holding a child who looks very similar to you. Doesn't it matter?" He immediately dropped the document and rushed out! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &35& | Hello reading | 47241 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I'm in front of the cafรฉ. Call you later!โ Emmanuel Lowe hung up on his mother impatiently. The twenty-eight-year-old man had never been in a relationship. After spending seven years in the army, he retired from the military and worked at a hospital in Yeringham for three years. He was a gynecologist at the hospital and made eighty thousand a year. Worried he would end up old and alone, Emmanuel's mother urged him to settle down. Since he had no idea where to begin when it came to dating, his mother took matters into her own hands and set him up on multiple blind dates. Thanks to her efforts, he had gone on seventeen blind dates so far. Alas, wedding bells were clearly not on the horizon for Emmanuel. It was frustrating. He knew he was just going through the motions at that point. โHelp! Someone help me!โ Right before Emmanuel entered the cafรฉ, he heard someone calling out weakly for help. The cries came from an old man who had fallen on the roadside. Many pedestrians walked past him, but no one dared to stop and help him to his feet. After all, helping the old man could be more trouble than it was worth if one ended up with an expensive lawsuit for injuring him further. No one would do something that risky and foolish. It did not deter Emmanuel from stepping forward and helping the man to his feet. He asked, โAre you all right, sir?โ โI'm fine! Thank you so much, young man! It's so hard to find people as kind as you these days. I must repay you for your kindness!โ replied the old man with a smile. Emmanuel realized then that the old man's attire was at odds with his airs. Despite his tattered clothes, the old man's clean hands looked like those of a man accustomed to wealth. Still, he had no time to satisfy his curiosity. After confirming that the old man was unharmed, Emmanuel rushed into the cafรฉ for his blind date. He never once considered being repaid for his kind act earlier. The cafรฉ was massive and practically structured like a maze. Emmanuel's mother mentioned that his blind date was seated at table number eight. He wandered through the confusing cafรฉ, but before he could locate the correct table, he stumbled into a special area. The lighting was softer there, and the floor was scattered with fresh petals. The sweet scent of flowers wafted through the air. He wondered if he had set foot in heaven. Emmanuel raised his eyes and immediately froze. A beautiful, elegant woman sat before a table in the room. It was no exaggeration to say she embodied perfection itself. The heavens clearly decided to shower all their favors on her. The woman quietly sipped her coffee with her legs crossed neatly to the side. On the table was a non-translated copy of The Power Broker. When she noticed Emmanuel barging into the room, she looked up at him in confusion and displeasure. Thump! Thump! Thump! When Emmanuel recovered from the shock of stumbling upon the beautiful stranger, he realized his heart was about to beat its way out of his chest. Never once had he ever felt so attracted to a woman in his twenty-eight years of life. The countless female bodies he had seen in his work as a gynecologist hardly appealed to him. At some point, he even wondered if he was attracted to women at all. Against all odds, it seemed, the young woman before him made his heart race like a runaway horse. Am I simply nervous, or am I already attracted to her? More surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed a large number eight sign on the woman's table. She's my blind date? He took a deep breath to calm himself before approaching her table and taking a seat opposite her. The young woman's expression grew increasingly flabbergasted. There was even a hint of hostility in her pretty eyes. The audacity of this man! Barging into my private room is bad enough, but he's going to sit opposite me like it's nobody's business? Emmanuel ignored her expression. It was not the first time a woman had scoffed at him. They were free to go their separate ways after getting the blind date done and over with. He introduced himself, declaring, โHi! My name is Emmanuel Lowe. I'm twenty-eight years old, and I work as a gynecologist. I make eighty thousand a year and don't own a car or a house.โ Any man would need an incredible amount of courage to say such things to a woman, but Emmanuel appeared unusually calm and unfazed. The young woman stared at him in shock. A moment later, her lips curved into a smirk, and she replied with an introduction of her own. โNice to meet you. I'm Mackenzie Quillen. I'm twenty-seven years old with dual doctorates in finance and business administration from Harvard University. I made three billion last year, and I have a car and a house.โ Emmanuel was stunned. What is happening? He always thought women on blind dates came with red flags. Mackenzie, however, was arguably flawless. Where's the catch? All sorts of fantastical theories filled Emmanuel's mind. Mackenzie smirked at his perplexed expression. The pride in her cool gaze was evident. She deliberately introduced herself to put the stranger in a difficult spot and intimidate him into retreating. As expected, awkward silence lingered in the air after her words. Urgh, forget it! Whether Mackenzie was telling the truth was beside the point. Emmanuel decided to go through all the motions so he could at least mollify his mother, even if the date did not result in a trip to the altar. He declared, โI don't make much, but if you decide to date me, I promise I'll always protect and cherish you. I'll take over all the household chores so you can be a queen at home. Of course, I hope you'll allow me to preserve my masculine pride in front of my family. If we do get married, I can give you about five to six thousand every month.โ It was a well-worn script that Emmanuel recited in a single breath. Mackenzie was dumbfounded at his earnest expression and apparent lack of shame at his much lower salary. A long while later, she burst into a chuckle. She had never met a man who could humor her so. โWhat are you laughing about?โ Unimpressed by her reaction, Emmanuel continued, โI know I don't check all the boxes, but I promise I'll be a good and responsible husband if we're married!โ Pfft! Mackenzie failed to keep in her snigger. An annoyed Emmanuel demanded, โWhy are you laughing, Ms. Quillen? Don't you think you're being rather rude?โ โSir, you're a very good man!โ Mackenzie stopped smiling and retorted coldly, โBut I think you're the confused one here. I'm not here for a blind date!โ Huh? What is going on? Emmanuel's eyes widened in horror as he sputtered, โIsn't this table number eight?โ โYes, but this is the VIP area. You must be looking for table number eight in the common dining area. Please go out and turn right!โ She pointed a slender finger at the exit. โOh... Sorry! I'm so sorry! I mixed things up!โ Emmanuel wished he could sink into the floor in embarrassment. He jumped to his feet, ready to make a hasty escape. That was so embarrassing! How could I sit at the wrong table for a blind date? No wonder she was laughing so much. She must have thought I was shooting above my weight! Shortly after Emmanuel's departure, an old man entered Mackenzie's private room, escorted by four black-clad bodyguards. Emmanuel would have been astonished if he was still around. The old man was none other than the stranger he had helped earlier in front of the cafรฉ! He implored, โPerhaps this is fate, Mackenzie. You're twenty-seven, but you've never been in a relationship because of your misandry. No man would dare come near you! But that young man succeeded! He's also a kind and just person. A while ago, he helped me outside the cafรฉ and didn't expect a reward for his actions!โ The old man's true identity was Terence Quillen, chairman of Yeringham's premier financial corporation. While his wealth could trump that of entire nations, he had a major regret in life. Terence had had three sons who tragically passed away before him. They either had no children of their own or only left daughters behind. Mackenzie was Terence's favorite granddaughter and next-in-line to helm Terence Group. Her intelligence and charisma did not change the fact that she was a woman. Before Terence met his maker, he wished his favorite granddaughter could give him a great-grandchild. That spurred him to fake his fall in front of the cafรฉ and scout a decent man for his granddaughter. To his surprise, the young man who helped him earlier made a blunder of his own blind date and ended up meeting Mackenzie instead. Isn't that fate? Mackenzie remained stoically unmoved by her grandfather's words. โGrandpa, he may have passed your test, but he hasn't passed mine. I'll marry him if he aces my test.โ She wanted to fulfill her grandfather's wish, but she naturally wished to promise herself to a good man. Marrying a man after one blind date was simply too hasty and careless. Terence's gaze lit up expectantly, and he replied, โAll right! I'm sure he will pass your test!โ Chapter 2 Failure After turning right at the door, Emmanuel finally found table number eight in the common dining area. Sure enough, a woman was seated at the table, looking like she was running out of patience. Dressed in professional attire that accentuated her beautiful curves, she was, by all means, a sight to behold. Even though she didn't exude the same air of elegance that Mackenzie had, there was no denying she had the power to make men fall at her feet. Thankfully, Emmanuel wasn't disappointed in the slightest. After all, he was well aware of his own qualities. Without further ado, he straightened himself up and approached the woman with a smile. โSorry I'm late! My name's Emmanuel Lowe. I'm twenty-eight years old, and I work as a gynecologist with an annual salary of eighty thousandโโ โStop!โ the woman coldly interrupted before he could finish his introduction. โWhat's the meaning of this? With what little you have to offer; do you seriously think women would want to marry you? I can't believe you even had the nerve to be late! What right do you have to keep a woman waiting? This has been an utter waste of my time. Hmph!โ After firing off a barrage of questions, the red-faced woman angrily splashed a glass of water on Emmanuel's face. The latter, who was caught off guard, instantly became soaking wet. Nevertheless, Emmanuel didn't lose his temper. After all, he was indeed late because he went to the wrong place, so he could understand why the woman was upset. โHmph. You're twenty-eight and still only earning eighty-thousand a year. No wonder you're doing so poorly! Not only do you lack punctuality, but you also don't seem to take life seriously. You're doomed to be at the bottom of the social hierarchy your entire life! I'm shocked you even have the guts to go on a blind date with me... Stop being delusional!โ the woman scolded as she shot Emmanuel a look of contempt. The next second, she grabbed her bag and stormed off, not once bothering to leave her name. To add insult to injury, she even waved a wad of cash in front of Emmanuel's face, then slapped it hard on the table as payment for the bill. The latter's gaze darkened instantly as rage began pulsing through his veins. This woman is humiliating me! I may not have high expectations for marriage, but that doesn't mean I don't have a temper! Argh! As much as I want to make her regret her actions, I know I don't have that capability... Since the woman was gone, Emmanuel, too, left the cafรฉ glumly. To his surprise, he had only just stepped out the door when he saw a long-haired man deliberately colliding into a BMW and screaming in pain. Emmanuel couldn't help but furrow his brows. Oh, gosh. That man is clearly staging a car accident. Why is there so much trouble in this cafรฉ today? โAh! Someone's been hit!โ โArgh! My leg's broken! Murderer!โ Four men immediately rushed out to join the commotion when the long-haired man fell on the ground. Thankfully, Emmanuel saw right through their ploy. Ha! Those guys must be the co-conspirators! Just then, a young lady hastily exited the BMW, clad in a maroon sleeveless dress that revealed a large expanse of tender, fair skin. โWhat's the matter? How could I have injured your leg when I was driving so slowly?โ she asked anxiously. Seconds later, the long-haired man's buddies surrounded the woman, demanding compensation. โCut the crap! Pay up! Pay up now!โ Several people in the cafรฉ had witnessed the staged accident, but unfortunately, they were so afraid of the big, burly men that no one dared to confront them. โHow much do you guys want?โ the woman muttered helplessly, having resigned herself to the fact that she'd have to settle the matter with money. The group of thugs, however, began leering at and drooling over her. โHaha. Hey, why don't you have some fun with us?โ one of the men suggested. Just like that, what had started as a staged accident quickly turned into public harassment. The pretty woman was so scared out of her wits that she staggered backward until she bumped into Emmanuel. Instead of taking advantage of her like the other thugs, Emmanuel stepped in front of her and glared at the long-haired man. โYour leg's broken, and you're asking for compensation, huh?โ Upon seeing Emmanuel's menacing expression, the thugs felt chills down their spines. At the same time, Mackenzie was sitting in the cafรฉ and watching the entire scene unfold. Well, well, well. Who knew that man would be so brave? I'm sure no one else would have the guts to go up against five thugs. The next second, Emmanuel stunned everyone by viciously kicking the long-haired man's leg. โArgh!โ the latter shouted in pain as he began hopping on the leg that was supposedly broken. The onlookers instantly let out a collective gasp. Goodness gracious! That man is daring! Mackenzie, too, had curled her lips into a smile. The cafรฉ was one of her properties, so naturally, she had also seen how Emmanuel's blind date went. I thought he was a timid man when he didn't flare up despite being splashed with water. Who knew he was just a gentleman who doesn't lose his temper with women? I must admit, he looks rather charming when he shows his tough side! โWhat's this? Didn't you say your leg's broken? I'm impressed you can still jump on it!โ Emmanuel mocked. When the onlookers realized that the long-haired man had lied about his injury, they wasted no time scolding and criticizing him. By then, the other thugs had also lost their bravado and fell silent. After all, they knew the tables had turned on them. โHmph. I'll let you off this time. You'd better watch your back!โ the long-haired man warned before running away with his tail between his legs. With that, the pretty woman gave Emmanuel a warm smile and coyly gestured for him to get into her car. โHey, handsome, thank you so much for your help. Would you like to go to my house for a drink?โ Emmanuel, however, brushed her off without a second thought. โNo, thank you. I have other things to do!โ Seeing how unmoved he was by her advances, the woman couldn't help but stomp her feet in frustration. Back in the cafรฉ, Mackenzie heard her grandfather burst into loud guffaws. โHaha! I told you so, Mackenzie! Didn't I say that man has an excellent character? Your assistant, Lexi, is such a beautiful woman, yet he refuses to give her the time of day! Once you guys are married, you won't have to worry about him betraying you!โ The more Mackenzie ruminated about Terence's words, the more her impression of Emmanuel improved. โDon't be too happy yet, Grandpa! Men are either after looks or money,โ Mackenzie uttered coldly before getting up. Ha! I doubt Emmanuel can pass my second secret test of character! Meanwhile, Emmanuel had gotten home after his matchmaking session failed spectacularly. Needless to say, his sister, Roselynn Lowe, was frustrated beyond belief. โWhat? Another unsuccessful blind date?โ This is the eighteenth time, for goodness' sake! My brother's a six-foot tall, fit, and upstanding young man. Why won't any woman take a fancy to him? He may be thick-skulled at times, but surely, someone will still appreciate him for his good looks, won't they? Emmanuel's mother, Alessandra Cadigan, seemed even more anxious as she hurriedly dragged him out of the house. โMom, what are you doing?โ Emmanuel asked, startled by how panic-stricken Alessandra was. โWhat am I doing? I'm worried sick about you!โ the woman scolded without breaking her stride. โI don't understand it, either. Our neighbor's an unkempt twenty-eight-year-old novelist who's always cooped up at home, yet he's already planning for his second child! Why can't my son get a girlfriend? That woman didn't even stay for the blind date, did she? I paid good money to set this up for you! Let's go see her at her house right now!โ โWhat?โ Emmanuel choked out. Did I hear that right? I can't believe Mom has gotten this desperate! The matchmaking session was an utter failure, so why must she still insist on dragging me to the woman's place? Wouldn't I just be embarrassing myself again? Chapter 3 Rags to Riches In any relationship, the party taking the initiative was often seen as lowlier and more desperate. Therefore, upon seeing Emmanuel and his family at her house, Milani Zimmerman wore an even haughtier expression than when she was at the cafรฉ. Ha! I knew he wouldn't be able to get over my looks, so he's come to badger me again! Milani's mother, Melody Claus, was just as smug when she learned of the Lowe family's intention. โIf your son wishes to marry my daughter, you'll have to give us a betrothal gift of five hundred thousand,โ she said as she raised her palm. โWe won't accept anything less!โ Emmanuel's heart instantly sank. Oh, my goodness! Five hundred thousand? Is she trying to sell her daughter? Alessandra, however, gritted her teeth and nodded. โT-That's fine!โ As long as my son can get married, I'll do anything to make up for the betrothal gift, even if it means selling the house! โYour family must also provide a car and matrimonial home!โ Milani's father chimed in. โMore importantly, you're not going to let my daughter pay for any installments or maintenance fees!โ By then, Emmanuel was on the verge of losing his patience. Shouldn't marriages be consensual? I don't expect both parties to be forking out the wedding expenses equally, but why does it feel like my family's here to surrender and be fleeced? Alessandra, too, found herself in a tight spot. She could sell the house to afford the betrothal gift, but how would she pay for the couple's car and home? โSure. That's no problem!โ Roselynn piped up, even going so far as to pull her brother back when she realized he wanted to object. She was just as eager for Emmanuel to start a family, and at thirty years old, she had worked and saved up enough to make the necessary down payments for him. Since Mom is settling the betrothal gift, I shall help Emmanuel with the car and home! โLastly, he will bear all household expenses after the wedding!โ Milani suddenly said. That, however, was the last straw for Emmanuel. โI don't mind paying this much if she's coming to work for us as a housekeeper, but if she expects to be treated like a princess or queen, you can forget it! I don't need that!โ โLook at your son! What's with that attitude?โ Milani yelled. โWe aren't even married yet, and he's already so domineering. Wouldn't it be worse down the road?โ โNo, no, no... The marriage will work out. It'd work out just fine!โ Alessandra pleaded, desperate to finalize the wedding. I can't wait any longer... I must fulfill my husband's last wish by the end of the year! Having seen how things were going, even Roselynn knew she had to step in to persuade her mother. โMom! Stop forcing it!โ Manny's right. There's nothing wrong with giving a betrothal gift, car, and house. However, asking him to be the sole supporter of his family after the wedding is too much! What about his wife, then? Why can't she chip in? Will she be sending her own money back to her parents? Just then, Milani's younger brother, Jacob Zimmerman, suddenly appeared with a cocky grin plastered on his face. โHaha! Don't forget about me, Milani! When it's my turn to get married, I'd be counting on you guys to buy me my car and house too!โ Upon hearing that, Emmanuel instantly exploded with rage. โWhat? Am I marrying your sister or your entire family? I may as well support all of you!โ Even though Emmanuel had only meant that as an angry remark, Milani decided to hold him to his word. โHah! You'd better remember what you just said! In that case, I'll leave you to plan and pay for the wedding banquet and honeymoon. Don't tell me you can't afford that...โ โGet lost! I'd rather marry anybody than you!โ Emmanuel retorted as the rage and ferocity he used to experience on the battlefield came flooding back. He didn't know what the Zimmermans were playing at, but there was no doubt they were monsters. โLook at yourself! How dare you ask me for my hand in marriage! I'd rather marry anybody than you too!โ Milani snapped back. Given my qualities, I have no problem marrying a rich man, so why should I settle for a man like Emmanuel? I'm only too happy that he wants to fall out with me! After giving an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel stood up and stormed off, leaving Alessandra and Roselynn with no choice but to follow suit. To their surprise, they had only just stepped out of the Zimmerman residence when three luxury cars pulled up in front of them. The Zimmermans quickly popped out to see the commotion and almost dropped their jaws when they saw the car lineup. Oh! Those cars are worth tens of millions! What's going on? Since when were the Lowes that fancy? Emmanuel, on the other contrary, seemed to recognize one of the cars. Hmm... Didn't I see that car outside the cafรฉ? The next second, Terence stepped out of the car, surrounded by his convoy of suited bodyguards. He smiled as he approached Emmanuel and said politely, โI'm here to return the favor, Mr. Lowe, after you helped me outside the cafรฉ!โ Needless to say, everyone was stunned. Roselynn couldn't hide her excitement and gripped her brother's arm tightly. Ah! Isn't this like those rags-to-riches stories? The more Emmanuel thought about it, the more he frowned. Wow... Who knew this old man was a millionaire? Could he have intentionally fallen at the cafรฉ? Terence waved his hand, and within seconds, his subordinates had unloaded several boxes of gifts. Not only were there precious stones and jewelry, but there were also famous paintings, antiques, and even a Porsche key. The total value of the items had to be at least ten million. For someone who earned a mere eighty thousand a year, ten million was an eye-watering amount of money that Emmanuel could only dream of! Upon witnessing the scene, the Zimmerman family almost collapsed in shock. Milani might be a well-dressed woman, but the truth was, her family was just like any other average family. To them, ten million was undoubtedly an astronomical sum! If I had known Emmanuel would become a multi-millionaire, I'd have married him straightaway! After snapping out of her daze, she smiled and hastily clutched Emmanuel's arm. โWhat's the matter, darling? Oh, wow... You're so kind to help the elderly! I love that about you!โ โWho's your darling?โ Emmanuel asked, embarrassing Milani so much that she wanted to crawl into a hole. As though that wasn't enough, he brusquely pushed her away and added, โDidn't you just reject me? Why are you still calling me that?โ โUh... Iโโ Milani muttered, clearly at a loss for words. Her family, too, was incredibly frustrated. After all, they had just missed out on getting a wealthy son-in-law! Meanwhile, Alessandra was about to say something when Roselynn tugged at her. As much as I want Manny to start a family, I can't let him settle for the horrible Zimmermans! Besides, he's rich now! I'm sure he can find a better woman! โMom, Roselynn, let's go!โ Emmanuel said before ushering both women into the car. He didn't want to accept the gifts, especially since he knew he hadn't done anything to deserve them. However, it wasn't the time and place to discuss the matter, so he decided to leave instead. Once the Lowe family had left, a gust of cold wind swept over the Zimmermans as they seethed silently. โHow could you have made such remarks earlier, Milani? Do you think it's easy to find a millionaire these days?โ Melody berated. โW-What should I do now, then?โ In all honesty, Milani was at a complete loss. She had gone on several blind dates to find a rich husband who could give her a life of luxury. Alas, who knew she'd let a multi-millionaire slip right through her fingers? โWhat else can we do? They've already come to our place to ask for your hand in marriage. Can't we do the same?โ Melody suggested. Jacob, who was just as anxious, instantly exclaimed, โI don't care, Milani! You have to marry that multi-millionaire! When my girlfriend and I get married, you must give us a house and a luxury car! Otherwise, I'll disown you!โ โOkay, okay. I got it!โ Milani replied with a long sigh. Argh! Emmanuel and I left on such bad terms... Would he still care about me? ๐To continue reading the story for free, download the app and search ๐๐"Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO". 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Nine months later, when I gave birth to the child in a small town hospital, I received a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband has gone crazy looking for you." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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He immediately dropped the document and rushed out! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &35& | Hello reading | 47241 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2194950 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004049 | 1746634326 | 1634 | website.literiess.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐Click To Read On | https://website.literiess.com/share/middle/5hmskf2a01fx0uh1ny4fuvll?campaign_id=%7B%7Bcampaign.id%7D%7D&adset_id=%7B%7Badset.id%7D%7D&ad_id=%7B%7Bad.id%7D%7D&campaign=%7B%7Bcampaign.name%7D%7D&adgroup=%7B%7Badset.name%7D%7D | 2.1854976467671E+14 | Literie-Alpha King | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463414352_472422672491929_6730270097009183692_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ypCNaVFhOscQ7kNvgFi4LKM&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=APUQwYv56KXnoZ5PIohJezD&oh=00_AYCAzzySj9UvXarLepBE-r-otK_ukmnwcKWM3XV2-IlGQQ&oe=67145583 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I had been awake since before the sun rose. Sleep was never something that came easy to me. I often found myself staying up later than everyone else or waking up earlier just to have a few moments of peace. To have quiet time where I could pretend like my life was normal. Or I could pretend that I wasnโt always so sad and hurting all of the time. I sat on my window sill and watched as the world outside came to life. It was beautiful. The birds and animals outside looked free and happy. Even the flowers bloomed with bright colors and looked careless as they blew in the breeze. I envied them greatly. More than anything I longed to be free. To have any moment feeling so careless and happy. I finally got off the ledge when the alarm on my phone rang softly on my nightstand. I grabbed a rubber band from my dresser and threw my long hair up in a tight ponytail. I grabbed my sweater and backpack before heading out. I was going to be late if I didnโt get out to the kitchen soon. There would be hell to pay for that. The regular interactions I encountered with the Luna and my four adoptive brothers were torture enough. I didnโt need to go making things worse for myself. I was not a glutton for punishment. As I moved through the halls, I couldnโt believe it had almost been five years since I had been brought here. I was, of course, extremely grateful to my adoptive father, Alpha Angus, but in a lot of ways it was almost easier growing up on the streets and shifting between foster homes. I was brought to this castle in hopes that I would join the family and be accepted here but my adoptive mother and brothers made it clear that was never going to happen. I always had bullies and tough people on the streets and in foster homes. At least there I felt more equipped to defend myself. Hereโฆ well, how could I fight back against the Luna of a pack? Much less her four sons. Jane and Myraโthe hired cooking staffโwere already working in the kitchen, getting things ready and prepared. It already smelt delicious. I could see the crockpot was already started for dinner. My stomach growled. โGood morning, ladies. How are we doing today?โ I asked, grabbing my apron and tying it on. My voice was flat and low. I had no need to pretend with them. They both understood how difficult things could be in this house. Both of them exchanged a strange look before smiling awkwardly back at me. I felt a knot build up in my stomach. โWhat is it?โ โThe boys have requested breakfast burritos againโฆโ Jane answered. I sighed and rolled my eyes. Creating meals for my adoptive brothers had always been the worst. They delighted in making extremely complicated orders and insisted I remake things when they werenโt quite โperfectโ enough. Often I would make something and they would try to gaslight me by insisting that was not what they had ordered. Who was I to question them? Insulting my cooking was a regular and they would all question how such a โfatโ person could be so bad at making food. If I paid any attention to their bullying I would have several complexes about myself. โLet me hear it,โ I said with a dramatic sigh. I leaned against the counter and closed my eyes to listen. This was always the worst part. I knew Myra and Jane felt sympathetic but it didnโt help. Myra gave me an apologetic glance and began to read off the orders from the kitchen iPad. She rambled through the ridiculous concoctions the boys came up with and I let out a scoff with a dramatic eye roll more than once. I should be used to this by now but every day they still manage to get on every nerve that I had. โWell, they are creative, Iโll give them that,โ I sneered. Both my friends chuckled as we started. โAnd hot. They might be the hottest guys Iโve ever hated,โ Jane teased. We all laughed again. Jane was correct in saying that they were attractive. All of them were stunning and couldโve been models. Which almost made it that much worse. I would be lying if I said I hadnโt thought about each of them at some point or another. But their awful treatment toward me erased the stars as soon as they came into my mind. We cooked and prepared until things were ready. Jane and I headed out to the living room where the boys were waiting. Zek, the eldest and most intellectual, was sitting in his usual spot reading some obnoxiously complicated textbook. Dylan was sprawled out on the loveseat reviewing texts and matches from random bimbos on the Internet. I choke back vomit. Lionel and Ger were arguing and cussing at each other while playing a violent and childish video game. I expected nothing less. These four boys had a knack for acting like they ruled the world. And in some ways they did. They were spoiled and arrogant. They were never given any ounce of responsibility, and yet someday they would be responsible for the entire pack. The thought was unsettling, to say the least. We wordlessly placed their burritos down. I hoped to leave before any of them had a chance to comment. I had almost made it out of the room when Ger called back after me. His voice startled me and for a moment stopped me in my tracks. โGoodness, Rhea, how many of the ingredients did you sample before filling these burritos? Or are you just stuffing shit straight into your pants now? Look at the ass jiggle!โ he called out with a giggle. His brothers laughed as well, calling me โfat assโ and โbubbler buttโ. I rolled my eyes and headed to the kitchen. I did not have a lot of experience hanging out with other girls or knowing what was considered โattractiveโ. I knew well enough to know that I couldnโt trust the boys were always telling me the truth. They delighted in making me feel terrible. But still, their comments often stuck with me and I hated that. There was always a little voice in the back of my mind wondering if I truly was fat and ugly. I thought thatโd be the end of it. I only had about 15 minutes before it was time for school. I tried to forget about what the boys had said, I tried to think about school or anything else. I sat at the little kitchen table and started eating my own food. But I was quickly interrupted as all four boys piled into the room. My breath caught in my throat. โHiding in the kitchen, I see?โ Ger commented. โIโm just eating breakfast. I've moved away from youโฆ What else do you want?โ I asked, trying not to sound as timid as I felt. โWe just want to make sure you remember your place, chunky girl. Our father brought you here but youโre not special. Youโre not a part of the family,โ Lionel snarled. These were regular comments that I had heard continually since coming here. I stared at them blankly. Apparently, they wanted to make certain that all of their words and their insults sunk in. There was no room for confidence here. โYeah, thatโs why Iโm eating in the kitchenโฆโ I answered dryly. Lionel narrowed his eyes on me. โAre you sassing me?โ I swallowed hard. โAre you sure you really need such a big breakfast? I mean, look at you. If you keep eating no one will want you,โ Dylan chimed in with a wicked smirk. โDoes it really matter? Clearly, already no one wants her. Her own parents didnโt even want her,โ Ger joked. They all laughed. I frowned and tried not to let them see how hurt I really was. Dylan grabbed my plate and threw it toward the sink. It shattered and bits of porcelain flew around the room. I sighed knowing Myra or Jane would have to clean that up when we all left. I would have to apologize to them later. Having me here seemed to be a big inconvenience for everyone. I wondered if Alpha Angus recognized that. I doubted it. The boys continued to laugh and make other jokes. I continued to pretend like it didnโt affect me. It was continually hard whenever they brought up my parents. I still had no idea who my parents were or why they had abandoned me. I was certain that Alpha Angus knew more than he was saying about where I came from. But I also knew he wasnโt about to share any of that with me. The more he kept secrets the more I felt it must be something truly awful. Maybe they really didnโt love me. โBoys, come now weโre going to be late!โ Luna Simona stood in the doorway to the kitchen. โGoodness, look at this mess! Rhea, you are just impossible. Are you so incompetent that you canโt create a few simple breakfasts without making such a mess? You are so lucky that my husband took pity on you, though I still canโt imagine why. You are not even fit to be a servant in this house.โ Her words were dripping with disdain. She looked at me as she always didโlike a black stain on her otherwise perfect life. โIโm sorry, maโam,โ I replied begrudgingly. She rolled her eyes and sighed. I felt frustrated and awful. My stomach hurt and growled. โNever mind that now, you can clean it after school. Though why we bother to educate you at all Iโll never know. Itโs clearly not having an effect on you since you canโt even manage to clean the house or do your chores without making things worse or breaking things. The bus is coming, so hurry along, girl. Boys, Professor Stalling is waiting to give you your daily lessons.โ I untied my apron and headed out the door. My stomach grumbled as I moved on the way. I hoped Iโd be able to get something from a vending machine before my first class. As I passed my adoptive mother she sighed, sounding exasperated. I tried not to let it affect me and I continued walking. I wanted to be tough. I wanted to be confident and not let their torments affect me. But the truth was I felt small all the time. I felt worthless and ugly. The more I thought about my parents and my childhoodโbouncing around from place to placeโthe more I thought maybe the boys were right. Maybe I was unlovable and no one would ever want me. I tightened my jaw to keep myself from crying and headed out the door to wait for the bus. The brisk air was making it harder to keep my tears restrained. I didnโt want to start crying before I went to school. I didnโt need other students to see what a hot mess I was. I didnโt need to be tortured and tormented in school any more than I already would be. As I stood on the corner and waited for the bus, I promised myself that I would get out of this place. I daydreamed about a beyond the Horace family, and a future free from the torture that I endured every day. I imagined finding a mate who really loved me and took care of me. Someone who would defend me against anyone who would try to bully me again. Those thoughts almost made me feel more sad. I felt certain that I would never find such a magical person. I would never find a mate. But I would, I swore to myself, find a way to escape this torturous existence. Chapter 2 The Alpha Female I climbed onto the bus and kept my head down. Everyone stared at me, putting their backpacks on empty seats as I passed. I found an empty seat in the back and took it quickly. I looked out the window and avoided the looks and whispers from the other students. Everyone knew who I was and everyone knew how I was treated. It had been worse when the Horace brothers were still in school. It almost gave the other students license to mock me and tease me just as ruthlessly. Now they mostly just talked about me behind my back, which was easier to ignore. Everyone except Anastasia, who seemed to think it was her mission to make sure I continued to suffer just as much as I would have if the boys were still in school. Part of me wondered if she blamed me for the twins breaking up with her. It was possible. Though she should have known better than to think that Dylan, at least, would have settled down with her. โHello,โ came a new voice I hadnโt heard before, โis this seat taken?โ I looked up to see a pretty girl with golden hair smiling down at me. I raised a curious eyebrow. I hadnโt seen her before but if she went to our school there was no way she didnโt know who I was. โUm, sure?โ I answered, feeling confused. Her smile grew wider as she sat down. โIโm Emma,โ she started. โIโm new. I just transferred here. Whatโs your name?โ โRhea. I feel like I should warn you. You wonโt make many other friends sitting next to me. They might bully you right alongside me. I wonโt be offended if you want to consider changing seats,โ I admitted. Her expression softened and she looked at me like she thought I was exaggerating or lying. โThatโs all right, Iโm sure itโs not as bad as all thatโโ Before she could say anything else, she was interrupted by a shrill laugh. I rolled my eyes and looked forward to see her standing there in all her glory. Anastasia Duchannes. โWhat in the world is this?โ she asked loud enough that the entire bus could hear. She made her way back toward us, keeping her sharp green eyes locked on me. โYou actually found someone to talk to you?โ Now she turned her eyes on Emma. โYou must be new. Let me help you out, sugar. You donโt want to go making friends with the wrong sort of people. That one there, sheโs the wrong sort of people. Since youโre new, Iโll let this slide. Feel free to choose another seat.โ Emma looked at me and seemed a bit shocked. I shrugged sympathetically. I had tried to warn her. โI told you I wonโt be offended,โ I replied to Emmaโs unspoken question. โWhat could you have possibly done to warrant such treatment?โ Emma whispered. Anastasia laughed again. โAre you serious? Look at her. This right here is the filth of the filth. She comes from the lowest rung on the totem pole. She isnโt worth anything,โ she answered. Emmaโs expression hardened. โEveryone is worth something,โ she replied. Anastasia looked taken aback for a moment. I felt stunned. I had never seen anyone stand up to Anastasia like that, especially not on my behalf. โI think Iโm fine where I am, thank you.โ โWell, Rhea, it looks like you found another bottom dweller. I hope you two fat asses are comfortable sharing such a small seat.โ Anatasiaโs eyes lingered on Emma and I knew she had plans to make her regret her choice. โThank you but I donโt think you should have done that,โ I whispered. Emma smiled at me. โI donโt like bullies. Itโs not okay how they treat you,โ she answered. I half smiled. โExcept now you just earned yourself the same treatment. Trust me when I say Anastasia isnโt the kind of girl you want to piss off.โ โTell me about her.โ I proceeded to explain that Anastasia came from a prominent wolf pack. Her father was an Alpha and a cruel one at that. It had left Anastasia cold and evil. I explained about the Horace family and how she had dated the twins. How she still came around and hooked up with all of them. I mentioned how Anastasia had chanced away any other girl who showed even the slightest interest in any of the brothers. I told her how the boys treated me and that Anastasia took up their mantle. โI think she hates me the most because she canโt get rid of me. She had nothing to be jealous of. None of the Horace brothers would ever dream of being with someone like me but still, I think she views me as some kind of threat. Anyway, thereโs no limit to the kinds of awful things she will do. Sheโs turned torture and bullying into an art form,โ I answered dryly. Emma took a deep breath and looked forward. โWell, thatโs a lot. Iโm so sorry youโve been through all that. Thatโs not okay,โ she whispered. I shrugged and tried to brush it off. โIt is what it is. Soon Iโll be 18 and get far away from this place,โ I said with a longing sigh. โWhere will you go?โ she asked. I smiled at her and we started talking about our dreams and the future. It was one of the best conversations I have had in a long time. I realized how long it had been since I had had a real conversation with someone other than Myra and Jane. Not that they werenโt great friends but they were much older than me and in a lower station. They couldnโt fully understand everything I went through. Emma on the other hand was also 17 and seemed to really understand what it was like to be bullied and treated so poorly. When we arrived at school I said goodbye as I headed to my first class. โWait!โ Emma called after me. โDo you want to have lunch together? Whatโs your number? Iโll text you when I get out of class.โ I smiled and walked back, giving her my phone number. I was excited that for the first time since coming to live with the Horace family, I wouldnโt be eating lunch alone in the bathroom. I waved goodbye and headed to my first class. Classes were not as terrible as the in-between times. The teachers didnโt seem to care so much that I was being teased and tormented but they cared when their lessons were interrupted. That was enough to put a stop to most studentโs chances to harass me. I enjoyed first period the most. Math and numbers always seemed to come easiest to me. I was finding geometry even more fun than algebra. Normally, as the day moved on I found myself dreading lunch but knowing that I was going to hang out with Emma again made me feel differentโbetter. I felt a sense of comradery that I had never felt before. It was nice to have someone to share all my hard times with. It was nice to be validated in my feelings about it all. Emma texted me about five after midday. She asked me to meet her by the bleachers in the open field. I quickly went through the lunch line and grabbed a bit more than usual. I still felt starving after missing breakfast. I tried to keep my head down and avoid any contact with other students. I didnโt need any more comments on my diet or my looks. I took the long way around the quart yard to avoid Anastasia and her band of loyal followers. I somehow managed to make it all the way to the field without anything but a side comment in passing. โHey, how were your first classes?โ I asked. Emma gave me a strange look. โWell, you were right. It was a terrible choice to be friends with you. News travels very fast in this school,โ she exclaimed. I nodded. โI warned you,โ I repeated. She nodded and popped a few grapes into her mouth. It was peaceful out in the field. There were a few odd couples in the area as well but almost no one else. I could still hear the other students laughing and talking near the quart yard and the cafeteria but we would go unnoticed for the most part sitting on the benches. I wondered momentarily why I had never thought to sit out here before. โSo, tell me about your old school and why you moved here,โ I asked. Emma scoffed and began to tell me about life in her other city. It didnโt seem that different from where we were except she was closer to the beach. She told me she had never been particularly popular and always tended to be an outcast. I laughed at her. โWell then, maybe you did choose the right company,โ I teased. She smiled at me. We talked more about school and why her parents moved to a new city and a new pack. She seemed calm and content with almost everything, even the parts of her life that didnโt seem particularly pleasant. โHow do you manage to stay so positive?โ Emma didnโt look at me but instead kept her eyes closed and aimed toward the sun. โHonestly, I donโt know. I wish I had a better answer for you but also I havenโt had quite the life you had, Rhea. Things might be different if our situations were switched.โ The bell rang, urging us back to our classes. As we walked back to the main campus, Emma asked me to hang out again after school. I felt delighted. I was certain I would get some hell for not coming home straight away but it was worth it to feel like I had some semblance of a life. It was worth it to have a friend. The rest of the day carried on like normal. I did my best to stay focused despite some of the students passing me terrible notes and making whispered comments about me. I found it easier to put up with now. I met Emma by the bus station after school and walked with her to her house when it let us off. We spent a few hours talking, doing homework, and eating snacks that her mother had put out. I wondered if this was what life was like for all normal children. It was wonderful. I wanted to stay but knew I couldnโt. When it was getting closer to dinner time I said goodbye and started to head home. I knew Myra and Jane would be missing me and I couldnโt give Luna Simona or the boys any other reason to be cruel to me. I walked into the house and headed toward the living room and into the kitchen. I stopped when I saw Ger and Dylan very intimately on the couch with some girl I didnโt recognize. She was going back and forth between making out with each of them while they let their hands run wild over her body. She let out soft coos of pleasure but stopped abruptly when she saw me standing there. As soon as she stopped, Ger and Dylan looked up as well and narrowed their eyes in anger when they saw me. โGet out you nasty perv! What are you doing just standing there like some dumb idiot?โ Dylan screamed. I quickly forced my feet to move and headed into the kitchen. Both of them were still calling after me. I heard the girl exclaim that she had to leave. Oh, no. I knew I was really in for it now. โWhat is it? Whatโs happened?โ Simona asked, coming into the kitchen. She was followed quickly by Dylan and Ger. โThis dumb girl was spying on us in the living room. We wereโฆ entertaining and our guest left early. She wasnโt comfortable with a nasty little spy,โ Ger explained. I swallowed hard. โI think we should punish her,โ Dylan added. I could tell from my adoptive motherโs expression that that was exactly what they were going to do. -------------------------------------------------- There are limited chapters to put here, click โlearn moreโ to open App to continue reading (It will automatically jump to the book) | Literie-Alpha King | 223 | https://www.facebook.com/61555762332950/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195846 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004065 | 1746634327 | 1634 | enjoyae.com | Learn more | IMAGE | From Assassin's Doom to Rebirth and a Tangled Revenge with a Martial Arts Twist.Click to view the exciting follow-up. | At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. | https://enjoyae.com/wf_land_page/30600.html?language=en×tamp=1728367782701&channelCode=WAENF1000863&bid=21000206028&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&ad_group_name={{adset.name}}&ad_group_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}} | 1.1195567169515E+14 | Webfic-books | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462760976_567338769152434_5367838184513518170_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=gOPgRaieaYAQ7kNvgE8pp2f&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ATkLehfFTcA3uXHid6ddidN&oh=00_AYBMUR7ZCMz85OyhkuhECnZmdi_U9dk3HbmgChOOLKEgXw&oe=67145324 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | The previous night, Lucille embarked on a top-secret mission. But the details leaked, causing her untimely death by a traitorous companion. She never knew the betrayer's identity. Miraculously, she got a new life, reborn as a girl with the same name. Determined to uncover truth and revenge for family, she seized the second chance. She planned to avenge loved ones. However, Joseph, a seemingly frail yet martial arts-skilled man who deeply fell for her, complicated her revenge plan. Now this new knowledge added more complexity to it. "B*tch! How dare you push Zoey down the stairs? You deserve to die!" At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic-books | 4380 | https://www.facebook.com/100086781164052/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195673 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004062 | 1746634327 | 1634 | www.novel-oasis.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐ฅClick to Read more about๐<Alpha Simon and His Rejected Luna>๐ | https://www.novel-oasis.com/share/middle/43brvkixmxyhurl30kt14ev2?ad_id={{ad.id}}&sid=120213733797490085&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 1.0835822237064E+14 | LeReader-brilliant Novel | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462810654_1833314173866420_6838267655233068965_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=gVL6uOGf9CgQ7kNvgHI2KA0&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ADLtgwC5PkG-_EerBYjqIuF&oh=00_AYAWYPoBVDgvlO-w6uca1OaRv5qn3gOIxk4NypVU8VsNCA&oe=67143B3B | REGULAR_PAGE | 0 | 0 | ๐๐๐"I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot. Athena, who never expected him to do something like this, fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. ------------------ It was the second week since Athena's father died. Martyred in the rogue attack on the pack two weeks ago, her dad, the Gama of the pack, was one of the warriors who lost their lives in the brutal fight. Athena's mother died giving birth to her, and now her father was gone, too. After having lost both of her guardians and no direct relative to take care of her, she was devastated. To survive alone, she had to carry a facade. A facade of being strong and independent. Seeing her cold and aloof, glaring at everyone most of the time, everyone started maintaining their distance from her. Except for two people. Alpha's son, Cole, her lover, and her bully, the future Beta, Jake. Cole and she were a perfect match made in heaven, or thatโs what Athena thought. Having been crushing on her best friend since childhood, she knew he was the best guy for her. After her parents' death, he was her only love and hope in life. Though she didnโt want to ruin her friendship with him over brief fantasies, she knew something was there between them. Even her wolf, Celine, agreed with her. Cole had hinted to her he liked her, and she wanted to be the one by his side for the rest of her life, but the only thing stopping them was the mate bond. They didn't know if they were each other's mates. A mate bond was considered the most sacred bond in their country, unlike others where chosen mates were allowed. Cole's eighteenth birthday has already passed, and since he didnโt mention finding his mate, she was now more sure that she was his mate. Though he has said nothing about her being his mate, maybe, it was because he didn't want to burden her uselessly. She has noticed how Cole gets jealous and possessive of her even after his birthday. That gaze he throws at her all the time can't be mistaken for a friendship gaze. Athena smiled at the mere imagination of being loved by Cole. The wait was for only a year more till she'll find out Cole is her mate. Once her wolf howls in approval for Cole's wolf, she knows they will complete the mating ceremony on the same day, and Cole will give her the best he always promised her. Smiling at the thoughts clouding her mind after attending to her father's grave and telling him everything about how she has been trying her best to live her life happily, Athena decided to stop by Cole's family farmhouse to relax. Cole had given her the keys to this farmhouse because his parents were never here, and he wanted her to use this place whenever she wanted to run away from people. At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. If it would've been any other time, Athena would've snapped at him for even touching her, let alone holding her hand like this, but right now, she didn't even bother to look at who was pulling her. The image of Cole banging Bianca on that couch was spinning in her head like a never-ending movie roll. Until now, her body and mind didn't even want to believe what she saw. | 0 | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195545 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004059 | 1746634327 | 1634 | deborahwildebooks.com | Learn more | IMAGE | Mystery + A Dash Of Red-Hot Romance โฅ๏ธ | A Snarky Urban Fantasy Detective Series by Deborah Wilde. Books 1-4 of the Jezebel files includes Blood & Ash, Death & Desire, Shadows & Surrender, and Revenge & Rapture. Grab the whole series now! | https://deborahwildebooks.com/products/the-jezebel-files-complete-urban-fantasy-series | 1.5144140821951E+15 | Deborah Wilde Author | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462835598_528453556462231_6058602046533520603_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_ibIQV3CmDAQ7kNvgHPvyrN&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AwtRWZmq7Z7phpPK11Hfq0F&oh=00_AYAupLhPH0MCnwDDm6OQ9q3C971lbewReTfDHUdc_fH5Xw&oe=67144A2D | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | โญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธ "You guys, I'm not going to lie... this book was AMAZING!" Levi strolled behind me, heat rolling off him. Head bowed, I stopped in the middle of the platform, gripped the cold metal railing, and flinched because Iโd caught a jagged part of the railingโs seams. I tried to speak, tried to move, but I was paralyzed. My insides twisted, radiating a stabbing pain that built and built and then burst like a supernova, hot and sharp. Fire blazed through my body, a searing agony that lit up every nerve ending. Had I not been clutching the railing, Iโd have fallen because my legs had turned to Jell-O. There was a mild tug and then a punch that felt like a multi-armed giant was bashing its way out from inside my skull. Violent shudders wracked me from head to toe and I screamed, but no sound came out. A tiny drop of blood beaded on my finger. I sucked down a harsh breath, mesmerized by that drop that was so red and earthy. โAsh.โ Leviโs irises were no longer merely blue but the electric wild skies after a storm. They practically glowed and, between them and the glare of the moon, I had to look away. The overpowering smell of the saltwater from the dolphin pool below made me gag but was tempered by the mild musky sandalwood scent of Leviโs cologne. โYouโre not having a seizure, are you?โ he said. Why did he have to be such a jerk? From one blink to the next, the bloody smear on my finger morphed into a solid shaft about eight inches long with a bulbous end that I instinctively jabbed Levi back with. โDid you justโthatโsโthatโs aโฆโ Levi stuttered. โYou hit me with a magic dong?โ We both stared at the offending item in my hand. โItโs a sword,โ I said. โIโve never seen a sword shaped like that,โ he growled. โYouโre Nefesh?โ His expression darkened in fury. Maybe I was actually unconscious, and all this was some kind of fever dream? โAs if,โ I said. โI thought Iโd liven up this snoozefest with a giant, you know. Iโve been carrying it in my dress this whole time waiting for the right moment to spring it. Hilarious, huh?โ Okay, as lies went, it was admittedly somewhere between โthe check is in the mailโ and โI wonโt come in your mouthโ for believability, but logic and coherent reasoning had fled in the face of the weaponized โtoyโ. โRight. You carried it in your floor-length โcome get meโ dress with no visible panty line,โ Levi said darkly. โI have a bra.โ Stop talking, Ash. I white-knuckled the โswordโ. If I really had magic, this was what I produced? Okay, bright side. I could become a vigilante, going around giving the bad guys of my city a good dicking. I stepped backward, wanting to get the heck out of Dodge so I could unscramble my brain and figure out how I suddenly had magic, but I was trapped between the railing and a hard place. Levi grabbed me by the shoulders. โAnswer me!โ Panic flooded me, my pulse spiking. One second, I was standing in front of him, the next, I moved with the lithe swiftness of a jungle predator and tossed him to the ground, my knee grinding into his chest and a glinting red dagger poised at his throat. A dagger that the magic โtoyโ had transformed into, its blade sharper than any steel. Oh good, I wasnโt a one-trick pony. A hysterical laugh burbled out of me. Levi pushed up to dislodge me, but I held him down, which really shouldnโt have been possible, and twisted the knife against his skin. There was a faint rasp as the blade scraped against his light stubble. What was I doing? I scrambled to my feet, clutching the blood dagger, and pressed the tip against his shirtfront. โAre you going to kill me?โ His face puckered in distaste. โIn this suit? Itโs Armani. But I do want to know exactly what is going on.โ Excellent question, but I didnโt have an answer. In fact, there were so many I didnโt have that I could barely keep track of them. The pounding in my ears, the buzz of magic thrumming through me, it was all too much. I lost what little hold I had. The blade disintegrated into blood, splooshing out on Levi, and turning him into one of the prom goers from Carrie. So much for the Armani. Featuring an enemies-to-lovers romance and a savvy female P.I., this giddy sexy detective series will keep you up all night. Reading, that is... Binge it now! | Deborah Wilde Author | 4950 | https://www.facebook.com/DeborahWildeAuthor/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195665 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004061 | 1746634327 | 1634 | www.novel-oasis.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐ฅClick to Read more about๐<Alpha Simon and His Rejected Luna>๐ | https://www.novel-oasis.com/share/middle/43brvkixmxyhurl30kt14ev2?ad_id={{ad.id}}&sid=120213734288460085&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 1.0835822237064E+14 | LeReader-brilliant Novel | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462923977_1520965442119069_3793631806631434962_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=vMG5SXzqLtIQ7kNvgH2BA6R&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ANym_FZgKjykSbpK-gL68ow&oh=00_AYD_FSG5dZoQM7GR0ukTHFQ7qJCbdCHPk-RJdOlCPWk4iQ&oe=6714588B | REGULAR_PAGE | 0 | 0 | ๐๐๐"I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot. Athena, who never expected him to do something like this, fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. ------------------ It was the second week since Athena's father died. Martyred in the rogue attack on the pack two weeks ago, her dad, the Gama of the pack, was one of the warriors who lost their lives in the brutal fight. Athena's mother died giving birth to her, and now her father was gone, too. After having lost both of her guardians and no direct relative to take care of her, she was devastated. To survive alone, she had to carry a facade. A facade of being strong and independent. Seeing her cold and aloof, glaring at everyone most of the time, everyone started maintaining their distance from her. Except for two people. Alpha's son, Cole, her lover, and her bully, the future Beta, Jake. Cole and she were a perfect match made in heaven, or thatโs what Athena thought. Having been crushing on her best friend since childhood, she knew he was the best guy for her. After her parents' death, he was her only love and hope in life. Though she didnโt want to ruin her friendship with him over brief fantasies, she knew something was there between them. Even her wolf, Celine, agreed with her. Cole had hinted to her he liked her, and she wanted to be the one by his side for the rest of her life, but the only thing stopping them was the mate bond. They didn't know if they were each other's mates. A mate bond was considered the most sacred bond in their country, unlike others where chosen mates were allowed. Cole's eighteenth birthday has already passed, and since he didnโt mention finding his mate, she was now more sure that she was his mate. Though he has said nothing about her being his mate, maybe, it was because he didn't want to burden her uselessly. She has noticed how Cole gets jealous and possessive of her even after his birthday. That gaze he throws at her all the time can't be mistaken for a friendship gaze. Athena smiled at the mere imagination of being loved by Cole. The wait was for only a year more till she'll find out Cole is her mate. Once her wolf howls in approval for Cole's wolf, she knows they will complete the mating ceremony on the same day, and Cole will give her the best he always promised her. Smiling at the thoughts clouding her mind after attending to her father's grave and telling him everything about how she has been trying her best to live her life happily, Athena decided to stop by Cole's family farmhouse to relax. Cole had given her the keys to this farmhouse because his parents were never here, and he wanted her to use this place whenever she wanted to run away from people. At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. If it would've been any other time, Athena would've snapped at him for even touching her, let alone holding her hand like this, but right now, she didn't even bother to look at who was pulling her. The image of Cole banging Bianca on that couch was spinning in her head like a never-ending movie roll. Until now, her body and mind didn't even want to believe what she saw. | 0 | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195674 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004062 | 1746634327 | 1634 | www.novel-oasis.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐ฅClick to Read more about๐<Alpha Simon and His Rejected Luna>๐ | https://www.novel-oasis.com/share/middle/43brvkixmxyhurl30kt14ev2?ad_id={{ad.id}}&sid=120213733797490085&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 1.0835822237064E+14 | LeReader-brilliant Novel | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462881646_465558359178424_2633429989258067038_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=W3Hx6oP0SAoQ7kNvgFoZFei&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ADLtgwC5PkG-_EerBYjqIuF&oh=00_AYD5HQ70iVT5bUCCEssLZex-_3C1m3GGhphNaKU79fZOAQ&oe=67146290 | REGULAR_PAGE | 0 | 0 | ๐๐๐"I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot. Athena, who never expected him to do something like this, fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. ------------------ It was the second week since Athena's father died. Martyred in the rogue attack on the pack two weeks ago, her dad, the Gama of the pack, was one of the warriors who lost their lives in the brutal fight. Athena's mother died giving birth to her, and now her father was gone, too. After having lost both of her guardians and no direct relative to take care of her, she was devastated. To survive alone, she had to carry a facade. A facade of being strong and independent. Seeing her cold and aloof, glaring at everyone most of the time, everyone started maintaining their distance from her. Except for two people. Alpha's son, Cole, her lover, and her bully, the future Beta, Jake. Cole and she were a perfect match made in heaven, or thatโs what Athena thought. Having been crushing on her best friend since childhood, she knew he was the best guy for her. After her parents' death, he was her only love and hope in life. Though she didnโt want to ruin her friendship with him over brief fantasies, she knew something was there between them. Even her wolf, Celine, agreed with her. Cole had hinted to her he liked her, and she wanted to be the one by his side for the rest of her life, but the only thing stopping them was the mate bond. They didn't know if they were each other's mates. A mate bond was considered the most sacred bond in their country, unlike others where chosen mates were allowed. Cole's eighteenth birthday has already passed, and since he didnโt mention finding his mate, she was now more sure that she was his mate. Though he has said nothing about her being his mate, maybe, it was because he didn't want to burden her uselessly. She has noticed how Cole gets jealous and possessive of her even after his birthday. That gaze he throws at her all the time can't be mistaken for a friendship gaze. Athena smiled at the mere imagination of being loved by Cole. The wait was for only a year more till she'll find out Cole is her mate. Once her wolf howls in approval for Cole's wolf, she knows they will complete the mating ceremony on the same day, and Cole will give her the best he always promised her. Smiling at the thoughts clouding her mind after attending to her father's grave and telling him everything about how she has been trying her best to live her life happily, Athena decided to stop by Cole's family farmhouse to relax. Cole had given her the keys to this farmhouse because his parents were never here, and he wanted her to use this place whenever she wanted to run away from people. At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. If it would've been any other time, Athena would've snapped at him for even touching her, let alone holding her hand like this, but right now, she didn't even bother to look at who was pulling her. The image of Cole banging Bianca on that couch was spinning in her head like a never-ending movie roll. Until now, her body and mind didn't even want to believe what she saw. | 0 | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195851 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004065 | 1746634327 | 1634 | enjoyae.com | Learn more | VIDEO | From Assassin's Doom to Rebirth and a Tangled Revenge with a Martial Arts Twist.Click to view the exciting follow-up. | https://enjoyae.com/wf_land_page/30600.html?language=en×tamp=1728367782701&channelCode=WAENF1000863&bid=21000206028&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&ad_group_name={{adset.name}}&ad_group_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}} | 1.1195567169515E+14 | Webfic-books | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462805775_1550160308957687_1484892022799365673_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=P9amZF_4ABcQ7kNvgGGFrfx&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ATkLehfFTcA3uXHid6ddidN&oh=00_AYBlyvEEDDxoRA83ScWPOZVpNd9gD0CFjmj_gQY_jFYqQw&oe=67143F1C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | The previous night, Lucille embarked on a top-secret mission. But the details leaked, causing her untimely death by a traitorous companion. She never knew the betrayer's identity. Miraculously, she got a new life, reborn as a girl with the same name. Determined to uncover truth and revenge for family, she seized the second chance. She planned to avenge loved ones. However, Joseph, a seemingly frail yet martial arts-skilled man who deeply fell for her, complicated her revenge plan. Now this new knowledge added more complexity to it. "B*tch! How dare you push Zoey down the stairs? You deserve to die!" At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic-books | 4380 | https://www.facebook.com/100086781164052/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Cole and she were a perfect match made in heaven, or thatโs what Athena thought. Having been crushing on her best friend since childhood, she knew he was the best guy for her. After her parents' death, he was her only love and hope in life. Though she didnโt want to ruin her friendship with him over brief fantasies, she knew something was there between them. Even her wolf, Celine, agreed with her. Cole had hinted to her he liked her, and she wanted to be the one by his side for the rest of her life, but the only thing stopping them was the mate bond. They didn't know if they were each other's mates. A mate bond was considered the most sacred bond in their country, unlike others where chosen mates were allowed. Cole's eighteenth birthday has already passed, and since he didnโt mention finding his mate, she was now more sure that she was his mate. Though he has said nothing about her being his mate, maybe, it was because he didn't want to burden her uselessly. She has noticed how Cole gets jealous and possessive of her even after his birthday. That gaze he throws at her all the time can't be mistaken for a friendship gaze. Athena smiled at the mere imagination of being loved by Cole. The wait was for only a year more till she'll find out Cole is her mate. Once her wolf howls in approval for Cole's wolf, she knows they will complete the mating ceremony on the same day, and Cole will give her the best he always promised her. Smiling at the thoughts clouding her mind after attending to her father's grave and telling him everything about how she has been trying her best to live her life happily, Athena decided to stop by Cole's family farmhouse to relax. Cole had given her the keys to this farmhouse because his parents were never here, and he wanted her to use this place whenever she wanted to run away from people. At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. If it would've been any other time, Athena would've snapped at him for even touching her, let alone holding her hand like this, but right now, she didn't even bother to look at who was pulling her. The image of Cole banging Bianca on that couch was spinning in her head like a never-ending movie roll. Until now, her body and mind didn't even want to believe what she saw. | 0 | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195660 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004061 | 1746634327 | 1634 | www.novel-oasis.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐ฅClick to Read more about๐<Alpha Simon and His Rejected Luna>๐ | https://www.novel-oasis.com/share/middle/43brvkixmxyhurl30kt14ev2?ad_id={{ad.id}}&sid=120213734288230085&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 1.0835822237064E+14 | LeReader-brilliant Novel | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462845805_1457179484944349_7731369724728498464_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=CaOWkaCPnA0Q7kNvgELk9EG&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ANym_FZgKjykSbpK-gL68ow&oh=00_AYCy5LbsMLwpl4Gpv_LWwxeJxUvdPDfxnCPxv6LM2zhIRA&oe=6714440D | REGULAR_PAGE | 0 | 0 | ๐๐๐"I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot. Athena, who never expected him to do something like this, fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. ------------------ It was the second week since Athena's father died. Martyred in the rogue attack on the pack two weeks ago, her dad, the Gama of the pack, was one of the warriors who lost their lives in the brutal fight. Athena's mother died giving birth to her, and now her father was gone, too. After having lost both of her guardians and no direct relative to take care of her, she was devastated. To survive alone, she had to carry a facade. A facade of being strong and independent. Seeing her cold and aloof, glaring at everyone most of the time, everyone started maintaining their distance from her. Except for two people. Alpha's son, Cole, her lover, and her bully, the future Beta, Jake. Cole and she were a perfect match made in heaven, or thatโs what Athena thought. Having been crushing on her best friend since childhood, she knew he was the best guy for her. After her parents' death, he was her only love and hope in life. Though she didnโt want to ruin her friendship with him over brief fantasies, she knew something was there between them. Even her wolf, Celine, agreed with her. Cole had hinted to her he liked her, and she wanted to be the one by his side for the rest of her life, but the only thing stopping them was the mate bond. They didn't know if they were each other's mates. A mate bond was considered the most sacred bond in their country, unlike others where chosen mates were allowed. Cole's eighteenth birthday has already passed, and since he didnโt mention finding his mate, she was now more sure that she was his mate. Though he has said nothing about her being his mate, maybe, it was because he didn't want to burden her uselessly. She has noticed how Cole gets jealous and possessive of her even after his birthday. That gaze he throws at her all the time can't be mistaken for a friendship gaze. Athena smiled at the mere imagination of being loved by Cole. The wait was for only a year more till she'll find out Cole is her mate. Once her wolf howls in approval for Cole's wolf, she knows they will complete the mating ceremony on the same day, and Cole will give her the best he always promised her. Smiling at the thoughts clouding her mind after attending to her father's grave and telling him everything about how she has been trying her best to live her life happily, Athena decided to stop by Cole's family farmhouse to relax. Cole had given her the keys to this farmhouse because his parents were never here, and he wanted her to use this place whenever she wanted to run away from people. At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. If it would've been any other time, Athena would've snapped at him for even touching her, let alone holding her hand like this, but right now, she didn't even bother to look at who was pulling her. The image of Cole banging Bianca on that couch was spinning in her head like a never-ending movie roll. Until now, her body and mind didn't even want to believe what she saw. | 0 | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195526 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004059 | 1746634327 | 1634 | website.metronovel.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐Click to read the full novel๐๐ | https://website.metronovel.com/share/middle/hh5zpz0t5rlypkrrvgssqdu0?campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 1.1611272824834E+14 | A love story book | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462768516_3854122631467610_5654465759865970077_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=LarLojRQ2awQ7kNvgEQy-94&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AR3Vzb_z-KjLI7vjMdZxU58&oh=00_AYAwKw3LwK_dZIql6Qbk69vAmMVIW0thTPPWjQ3vIemc9A&oe=67146AC4 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | ๐๐๐"I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot. Athena, who never expected him to do something like this, fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. Chapter-1 Fiery Passion It was the second week since Athena's father died. Martyred in the rogue attack on the pack two weeks ago, her dad, the Gama of the pack, was one of the warriors who lost their lives in the brutal fight. Athena's mother died giving birth to her, and now her father was gone, too. After having lost both of her guardians and no direct relative to take care of her, she was devastated. To survive alone, she had to carry a facade. A facade of being strong and independent. Seeing her cold and aloof, glaring at everyone most of the time, everyone started maintaining their distance from her. Except for two people. Alpha's son, Cole, her lover, and her bully, the future Beta, Jake. Cole and she were a perfect match made in heaven, or thatโs what Athena thought. Having been crushing on her best friend since childhood, she knew he was the best guy for her. After her parents' death, he was her only love and hope in life. Though she didnโt want to ruin her friendship with him over brief fantasies, she knew something was there between them. Even her wolf, Celine, agreed with her. Cole had hinted to her he liked her, and she wanted to be the one by his side for the rest of her life, but the only thing stopping them was the mate bond. They didn't know if they were each other's mates. A mate bond was considered the most sacred bond in their country, unlike others where chosen mates were allowed. Cole's eighteenth birthday has already passed, and since he didnโt mention finding his mate, she was now more sure that she was his mate. Though he has said nothing about her being his mate, maybe, it was because he didn't want to burden her uselessly. She has noticed how Cole gets jealous and possessive of her even after his birthday. That gaze he throws at her all the time can't be mistaken for a friendship gaze. Athena smiled at the mere imagination of being loved by Cole. The wait was for only a year more till she'll find out Cole is her mate. Once her wolf howls in approval for Cole's wolf, she knows they will complete the mating ceremony on the same day, and Cole will give her the best he always promised her. Smiling at the thoughts clouding her mind after attending to her father's grave and telling him everything about how she has been trying her best to live her life happily, Athena decided to stop by Cole's family farmhouse to relax. Cole had given her the keys to this farmhouse because his parents were never here, and he wanted her to use this place whenever she wanted to run away from people. At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. If it would've been any other time, Athena would've snapped at him for even touching her, let alone holding her hand like this, but right now, she didn't even bother to look at who was pulling her. The image of Cole banging Bianca on that couch was spinning in her head like a never-ending movie roll. Until now, her body and mind didn't even want to believe what she saw. Chapter-2 A chosen rejection "What the heck do you think you were doing sitting there like a fool? Do you have no self-esteem?" Jake growled, his growl attracting the attention of everyone in the pack as they stopped their work to look towards the forest. Jake was the beta's son and was about to take the position of the beta after his father. Not to mention how his mother was an alpha. Thus, the power in his voice was no joke. "Have you gone deaf? Answer me! What were you waiting for? For Cole to finish up so he could give you an explanation of what was going on? Do you think it was the situation that has some explanation in the first place?" Jake seethed with anger, and Athena looked at him with torn eyes. "There has to be. Cole can't do something like that to me. He didn't say he found his mate, either. Why would he think of hiding something like this from me? I always supported him with every decision. Maybe Bianca made the move on him." Athenaโs mind was going in denial, and Jake could sense it. "Athena Matthew! Come to your senses, will you? Do you think what you saw in that house was some script? Cole, your best friend, was -" Jake stopped mid-sentence when he saw her glassy eyes. It was clear. No matter what Athena told herself to cooperate with the truth, her mind and heart already knew what had happened. Her trembling form was proof of it. "Tell your wolf to take over and help you, Athena. Please, I know I haven't been the best support for you, but listen to me just this once. This is the only way you can get over your emotions right now, or I am afraid -" Jake didn't complete his words. He held her arms tightly, gritting his teeth when her body didn't stop shaking. "It hurts so much," For the first time, Athena whimpered since her fatherโs death, and Jake hugged her from behind. "It will be over. Shhh... Let go of it. Nothing severe happened. It was good he wasn't your mate, and you didn't consummate your love and affection by marking each other, no?" Jake tried to pacify Athena. Honestly, this was the first time she was letting him hug her like this after their childhood, and if it had been any other opportunity, he would've rejoiced for getting his friend back, but not today. "What happened, Jake? Are you bullying her again?โ Cole's mother, the ex-luna of the pack looked at Athena with sympathy as she came up. "Why can't you leave her alone? She has already suffered so much." At her words, Jake scoffed. "Are you sure I am the one bullying her? Why don't you ask that of your son, who is banging her friend?" Jake growled, and though he knew he was disrespecting the ex-luna, he cared little. As if having sensed the commotion, Cole came out after a while, walking towards the center of the pack. "What's going on here?" Cole asked, his gaze shifting and darkening when he saw Jake hugging Athena while she looked weak and sad. "Son, what is happening? Why is Jake saying you hurt Athena?" Cole's mother asked, and Cole paused. There is no way she saw everything just now, did she? But if that was the case, why did they not hear anything? Was he so lost in his moment of pleasure? "I am sure she is sad because she visited her father's grave. Leave her alone, Jake," Cole said coldly, but Jake didn't back down. "You are trying to say you weren't in that farmhouse banging Bianca a few moments ago? Because that's exactly what she saw," Jake said, and Cole's eyes widened ever so slightly. "Is Bianca your mate, Cole?" Athena whispered, finally finding the courage to address the elephant in the room. If Bianca was his mate, she was ready to forgive him. She knows a mate bond is sacred and can't be fought, but she won't forgive him for keeping things from her and making her look like a fool in front of everyone. "She isn't," Cole sighed before he looked at everyone, clenching his jaws. โIf she isnโt your mate, then -โ Athena didnโt complete her sentence, her heart aching again. There was no pressure of mate bond. It was all his doing. It hurt even more. "I indeed found my mate on my birthday," Cole said, "You are my mate." Cole confessed after a dragging silence, and it felt like another bucket of ice was poured over her head. It didn't make sense to her. She was Coleโs mate? Then what the hell was he doing banging some other girl? What was going on inside his head? Why didnโt he tell her? Cole's words not only shocked Jake and Athena but everyone in the pack. "What did you say?" Jake was the one to ask. "She is my mate, but I don't - it's complicated, okay?" Cole tried to reason as he walked towards her. Raising his hand, he was about to cup her cheeks to pacify her when Athena gave him a tight slap, making his head whip to the side as he stood there in shock while everyone gasped. Her wolf was howling in pain inside her. She was howling so loud that Athena was scared if she continued this, she might lose her voice. 'It is painful. How could he do this to us? Why did his wolf allow it in the first place? It was our place. We were supposed to be there with him. How could he -' Celine wailed and howled, and Athena's heart broke even more. "I was sad and angry because I thought my best friend betrayed me and didn't tell me something so important. I thought the person I loved my whole life couldn't find it in him to tell me the truth about his feelings, but you were my mate? All this love I felt for you, this unending attraction, was because you were my mate, and you knew all about it but chose to stay quiet. How dare you, Cole?!" Athena growled, and Cole massaged his jaws before sighing. "We will talk about this at home, okay? Let's not create a useless ruckus here. Let go of her, Jake," Cole said the last sentence authoritatively. "Why at home? I want everyone to know the truth. Why were you banging with her? If it was just about this physical part, you knew I was just waiting for us to recognize each other as mates, and nothing would've stopped us from mating, so what -" Athena paused before looking at Cole in disbelief. If it had been anyone else, it would've become hard to believe. But Athena knew Cole all too well. Bianca moved into the pack five months ago. Who was Bianca? She was the other pack's alpha's illegitimate daughter. She had alpha blood running in her veins. And despite her legitimacy, she would still be called an Alpha's daughter. When it comes to comparing the two of them, Athena was no match for her. Is this why Cole chose her? "It's because of power," Athena answered her own question, and Cole stopped pretending like the good guy. "You are right. It's because of power. I want her to be my Luna, and she is equally interested. So I don't see why I should be paired with a Gama, who does nothing but cry on her sadness," Cole scoffed before turning around. "When Jake bullies you, someone said something to you, you remember your father, or you broke something, all you do is cry, and it gets on my nerves. I can't have a weakling like you as my Luna. But I respected our friendship, and that's why I didn't tell you all this keeping your situation in mind," Cole said, and even though Jake didn't particularly like this guy because of his behavior, he couldn't believe his Alpha was saying something like this. "When the moon goddess pairs two people, she doesn't do it so that they could become the most powerful couple of all time. She does that because those two people are supposed to complete each other," Jake reasoned, and Cole chuckled. "Well, I am sorry, but I can't take such a wuss as my mate. I am not banishing her from the pack, and she can live here for free, even enjoy my affection from time to time, but that's the most I can do for her," Cole's attitude was dripping from his words. It was clear to everyone. He was pitying Athena. "I have already chosen my Luna. It's Bianca Howl," Cole smiled at Bianca, who came over to him and kissed him in front of everyone, and if that was the last string of thread that needed to break, it did. Wiping her eyes and cheeks furiously to stop the tears that were becoming the reason for her miseries, Athena looked at Cole before taking a deep breath. "You made your decision about choosing your Luna. I will decide whether to stay and see this dirt. You not only shamed the scared mate bond, our pure friendship, my love towards you, but also the moon goddess," Athena's eyes turned a shade darker, and her tears started looking like they were tears of blood dripping down her cheeks. "You want to leave the pack? You don't like my pity and sympathy? It's okay. You can leave whenever you want. This pack doesn't need ungrateful cowards like you anyway," Cole smirked. "I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my duly mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot, and she, who never expected him to do something like this fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" she screamed, throwing her head back when her body felt like it was lit on fire. Jake looked at the scene in front of him in horror as Athena curled in a cocoon shape while ear-piercing screams left her mouth, making his heart tremble for her. It was as if rejecting the mate bond wasn't enough, he had to strip her of the pack bond too. Jake knew Cole was an ungrateful brat, but he had never imagined that he would be this bad. He took away her only link to her parents. Now that she is a rogue, she won't be allowed in the pack. Athena's tears flew out of her eyes uncontrollably. Everyone who saw her felt bad for her at the moment. Though they understood their Alpha's decision and were okay with it, maybe he was a bit too much in taking away her home too. The ex-luna of the pack stood there in shock as she never thought her son would do something like this to someone. It was as if he was a whole new person right now. "Cole -" She started, but Cole glared at her, and she bowed her head, not saying anything. The pain would continue to last for around 24 hours till the bond breaks slowly, and she becomes a rogue. And with that pain, she will have to pack whatever belongings she wants before leaving the pack. "Athena, stand up. These people don't deserve to see you like this," Jake helped her up before he supported her and started walking her back to her house. Cole, who saw this scene, gritted his teeth in annoyance. He had known all about Jake's care and affection for Athena all this while she used to get bullied. As a man, he could read what was going on in another man's heart, and he knew Jake bullied her because he wanted her attention on himself. And seeing how Jake was jumping on the opportunity, Cole clenched his fist. "Leave her alone, Jake. She is a rogue now. I am sure you wouldn't want to lose your place in the pack for helping a rogue, would you?" Cole scoffed, and he thought Jake would leave Athena's hands, but to his shock, he tightened his grip on her hands even more. "That won't be a problem. I don't want to live in a pack run by a power-hungry, backstabbing brat either. I am sure our previous Alpha Samuel would be ashamed of his son right now, just like your mother, who can't even look at you," Jake scoffed before looking at everyone, shaking his head at the people who were just standing and enjoying the show. "What did you threaten me with? Leave the pack, right? I, Jake Hunter, reject the pack bond of White moon pack, and hereby declare myself as a rogue," Jake said, and Athena, who was barely controlling her pain, widened her eyes as she turned to look at the guy. | A love story book | 25 | https://www.facebook.com/61550127762728/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195781 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004063 | 1746634327 | 1634 | page.tapon.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐Title "Surrogate for Alpha Dom"๐ฅฐ๐ | https://page.tapon.com/h5-book-share-custom4.html?lang=en&id=5498&brand=3&app=0&ppid=1967&pid=FBW2A&campaign=%7B%7Bcampaign.id%7D%7D&adset_id=%7B%7Badset.id%7D%7D&ad_id=%7B%7Bad.id%7D%7D&utm_source=FBW2A&utm_medium=%7B%7Bplacement%7D%7D&utm_campaign=%7B%7Bcampaign.id%7D%7D&utm_term=%7B%7Badset.id%7D%7D&utm_content=%7B%7Bad.id%7D%7D&ori_campaign_id=120212180417520690&ori_adset_id=120212180417640690&ori_ad_id=120212180417530690 | 1.0056030876402E+14 | Me-Read | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461591749_539682765108214_5300142832791703246_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_k4N8scBIGMQ7kNvgGkt287&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AbRVyB689t3YZOYrUranN9y&oh=00_AYA5lj0pyD3HTOr2GgZdpsRsxfEajgJfabBt61EzeM4vOg&oe=67143AE7 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | โIโm sorry Ella.โ My physician says gently. โIโm afraid you have very few viable eggs remaining. Frankly, I normally see these numbers in women ten or fifteen years your senior.โ โWhat?โ I murmur, not believing my ears. Iโve been trying to get pregnant for years. Iโm only 30, I should have plenty of eggs left. โIn terms of fertility, you have very little time left.โ She continues. โIf you want to conceive, you need to do so before your next cycle begins.โ โMy next cycle?โ I repeat, my mouth hanging open in shock. I love kids more than anything, and though it might not be everyoneโs ambition, I want nothing more than to be a mother. I have to get home and tell my boyfriend this news, and thereโs not a moment to waste. I make it home in record time, bursting through the door and opening my mouth to call for Mike, but stopping dead in my tracks. As soon as I walk inside I see a pair of high heels and a handbag by the door โ neither of which belong to me. I cock my ears towards the bedroom, and my stomach churns when I hear the unmistakable sound of moaning, accompanied by a steady thump thump thump, as the bed collides with the wall. Worse even than realizing that Mike is clearly in there with another woman, is realizing who heโs with. I know that handbag, and I know those shoes โ they belong to my best friend, Kate. โFuck, Ella is so stupid.โ Mike laughs, โcan you believe she actually expects me to have a baby with her?โ Kate snorts, โsheโs delusional. I donโt know how you put up with her for so long in the first place.โ โIf she wasnโt so beautiful I never would have given her the time of day.โ Mike scoffs. โThankfully daily doses of plan B kept her from ever conceiving.โ โThe morning after pill?โ Kate asks, โhow did you manage to give it to her without her realizing?โ โI put it in her morning coffee.โ Mike chortles, sounding far too proud of himself. My vision goes completely red as everything finally falls into place. Suddenly itโs clear why Iโve never been able to get pregnant, despite having unprotected sex multiple times a week for years. Itโs even clear how I could have the eggs of a 45-year-old, if my despicable partner has been secretly feeding me emergency contraceptives every day โ thereโs no telling what other damage that might have done to my reproductive system. Before I can think better of it, I pull the smoke alarm on the wall, wanting to frighten and punish the pair in the bedroom so fiercely that I fear I might attack them when they emerge. Water immediately sprays down from the sprinkler system mounted to the ceiling as a shrill siren fills the air, and I hear Mike and Kate cry out in surprise. A few moments later they come rushing out of the bedroom, stopping in their tracks when they see me looming in the doorway. Mikeโs eyes go comically wide, โWhat are you doing home so early?โ The snake has the nerve to sound affronted that I surprised him, when heโs the one whoโs been sneaking around behind my back for God knows how long. He seems to realize how suspicious it looks that he and Kate are standing there in their underwear and quickly adds, โKate came to see me so we could plan a surprise for your birthday, but then we spilled coffee all over our clothes so we had to change.โ Fire blazes in my veins, he must truly believe Iโm an idiot if he expects me to buy such a feeble excuse. Itโs a testament to their horrifically low opinion of me that they buy my act, and I vow to get my revenge one way or another. I canโt believe I wasted so many years โ my best years โ on this scumbag. And now he may have cost me my future too. As soon as the thought enters my head, I know I canโt afford to waste another moment on Mike, I have more important things to take care of. I make my excuses and rush across town for the second time that afternoon, running to the comforting arms of my surrogate sister, Cora. Not only did we grow up together in the orphanage, but she became an OBGYN and now works for the most exclusive sperm bank in the city. Iโve never gone to her before because I always imagined Mike and I would eventually conceive the natural way, but that clearly isnโt an option anymore. Even if I could find a man willing to have a baby with me in time, Iโm not eager to trust anyone after Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm going to have to do this on my own, and I know Cora can help me. I donโt have much money, but I have enough savings to pay for the insemination, especially since I basically have one shot and one shot only. When I arrive, all my plans to lay out my situation for Cora clearly and concisely go out the window, because the moment I see my sister I fall to pieces. She hugs and kisses me until my tears subside, slowly extracting the story from me piece by piece. When she hears about Mike and Kate she swears up a storm, but thatโs nothing compared to her reaction when I explain about my fertility. โThat little shit! Iโll kill him!โ She fumes, studying me with a worried expression. โElla, if your doctor was right this means you only have one chance to conceive.โ โI know.โ I sniffle. โAnd if this is going to be my only baby, I donโt want to take any chances. I want the best donor we can find.โ โDonโt you worry about that.โ Cora assures me, โWeโve got donations from actors, models, scientists โ itโs only the creme de la creme here.โ She glances at the door and lowers her voice. โYou didnโt hear it from me, but even Dominic Sinclair sent his samples here for testing.โ โDominic Sinclair? I repeat, โthe billionaire?โ Iโve seen the man around town, but we donโt exactly run in the same circles. He lives in the same neighborhood as my wealthy employer and often says hello to the children I nanny, but heโs always surrounded by bodyguards and is so intimidating I get goosebumps just thinking about him. โOh my god!.โ Cora slaps her hand over her mouth. โI wasnโt supposed to tell you that! I donโt know what I was thinking. Apparently heโs no stranger to fertility issues himself, and he trusted us to handle his swimmers over every other lab in the country. Iโve got his sperm in the other room at this very moment.โ She frets, โBut Ella you canโt tell anyone, you have to promise me.โ โOf course!โ I agree immediately. โI know how important confidentiality is here.โ โThank you,โ Cora breathes. โNow, Iโm going to give you a dossier of our clients so you can pick a donor, and once youโve chosen weโll get you knocked up before you can even blink.โ Itโs not an easy decision, but eventually I choose a handsome surgeon whose photo practically makes me swoon. Cora leaves the room only long enough to prepare the sample, and though she looks a bit flustered when she returns, she quickly and professionally completes the insemination, holding my hand when the procedure is finished. โItโs all take care of now, Ella.โ She promises, โYou can come back in ten days to see if it worked.โ Ten days. I think dazedly. Ten days to decide my entire future. If only Iโd known that by the time those ten days were up, my future would no longer belong to me โ but to Dominic Sinclair himself. Click to READ more ๐๐ Title: Surrogate for Alpha Dom | Me-Read | 1688 | https://www.facebook.com/100065043842278/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I gave birth to the child in a small town hospital, I received a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband has gone crazy looking for you." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195783 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004063 | 1746634327 | 1634 | page.tapon.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐Title "Surrogate for Alpha Dom"๐ฅฐ๐ | https://page.tapon.com/h5-book-share-custom4.html?lang=en&id=5498&brand=3&app=0&ppid=1967&pid=FBW2A&campaign=%7B%7Bcampaign.id%7D%7D&adset_id=%7B%7Badset.id%7D%7D&ad_id=%7B%7Bad.id%7D%7D&utm_source=FBW2A&utm_medium=%7B%7Bplacement%7D%7D&utm_campaign=%7B%7Bcampaign.id%7D%7D&utm_term=%7B%7Badset.id%7D%7D&utm_content=%7B%7Bad.id%7D%7D | 1.0056030876402E+14 | Me-Read | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461421986_1543801949562365_4059265801508232805_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=y2RD5drHejYQ7kNvgHQgGPz&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AbRVyB689t3YZOYrUranN9y&oh=00_AYC_YKN9LA1jpzWJrwc0J5TC2egXMVbAsSLSaYaamnuERA&oe=67146B18 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | โIโm sorry Ella.โ My physician says gently. โIโm afraid you have very few viable eggs remaining. Frankly, I normally see these numbers in women ten or fifteen years your senior.โ โWhat?โ I murmur, not believing my ears. Iโve been trying to get pregnant for years. Iโm only 30, I should have plenty of eggs left. โIn terms of fertility, you have very little time left.โ She continues. โIf you want to conceive, you need to do so before your next cycle begins.โ โMy next cycle?โ I repeat, my mouth hanging open in shock. I love kids more than anything, and though it might not be everyoneโs ambition, I want nothing more than to be a mother. I have to get home and tell my boyfriend this news, and thereโs not a moment to waste. I make it home in record time, bursting through the door and opening my mouth to call for Mike, but stopping dead in my tracks. As soon as I walk inside I see a pair of high heels and a handbag by the door โ neither of which belong to me. I cock my ears towards the bedroom, and my stomach churns when I hear the unmistakable sound of moaning, accompanied by a steady thump thump thump, as the bed collides with the wall. Worse even than realizing that Mike is clearly in there with another woman, is realizing who heโs with. I know that handbag, and I know those shoes โ they belong to my best friend, Kate. โFuck, Ella is so stupid.โ Mike laughs, โcan you believe she actually expects me to have a baby with her?โ Kate snorts, โsheโs delusional. I donโt know how you put up with her for so long in the first place.โ โIf she wasnโt so beautiful I never would have given her the time of day.โ Mike scoffs. โThankfully daily doses of plan B kept her from ever conceiving.โ โThe morning after pill?โ Kate asks, โhow did you manage to give it to her without her realizing?โ โI put it in her morning coffee.โ Mike chortles, sounding far too proud of himself. My vision goes completely red as everything finally falls into place. Suddenly itโs clear why Iโve never been able to get pregnant, despite having unprotected sex multiple times a week for years. Itโs even clear how I could have the eggs of a 45-year-old, if my despicable partner has been secretly feeding me emergency contraceptives every day โ thereโs no telling what other damage that might have done to my reproductive system. Before I can think better of it, I pull the smoke alarm on the wall, wanting to frighten and punish the pair in the bedroom so fiercely that I fear I might attack them when they emerge. Water immediately sprays down from the sprinkler system mounted to the ceiling as a shrill siren fills the air, and I hear Mike and Kate cry out in surprise. A few moments later they come rushing out of the bedroom, stopping in their tracks when they see me looming in the doorway. Mikeโs eyes go comically wide, โWhat are you doing home so early?โ The snake has the nerve to sound affronted that I surprised him, when heโs the one whoโs been sneaking around behind my back for God knows how long. He seems to realize how suspicious it looks that he and Kate are standing there in their underwear and quickly adds, โKate came to see me so we could plan a surprise for your birthday, but then we spilled coffee all over our clothes so we had to change.โ Fire blazes in my veins, he must truly believe Iโm an idiot if he expects me to buy such a feeble excuse. Itโs a testament to their horrifically low opinion of me that they buy my act, and I vow to get my revenge one way or another. I canโt believe I wasted so many years โ my best years โ on this scumbag. And now he may have cost me my future too. As soon as the thought enters my head, I know I canโt afford to waste another moment on Mike, I have more important things to take care of. I make my excuses and rush across town for the second time that afternoon, running to the comforting arms of my surrogate sister, Cora. Not only did we grow up together in the orphanage, but she became an OBGYN and now works for the most exclusive sperm bank in the city. Iโve never gone to her before because I always imagined Mike and I would eventually conceive the natural way, but that clearly isnโt an option anymore. Even if I could find a man willing to have a baby with me in time, Iโm not eager to trust anyone after Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm going to have to do this on my own, and I know Cora can help me. I donโt have much money, but I have enough savings to pay for the insemination, especially since I basically have one shot and one shot only. When I arrive, all my plans to lay out my situation for Cora clearly and concisely go out the window, because the moment I see my sister I fall to pieces. She hugs and kisses me until my tears subside, slowly extracting the story from me piece by piece. When she hears about Mike and Kate she swears up a storm, but thatโs nothing compared to her reaction when I explain about my fertility. โThat little shit! Iโll kill him!โ She fumes, studying me with a worried expression. โElla, if your doctor was right this means you only have one chance to conceive.โ โI know.โ I sniffle. โAnd if this is going to be my only baby, I donโt want to take any chances. I want the best donor we can find.โ โDonโt you worry about that.โ Cora assures me, โWeโve got donations from actors, models, scientists โ itโs only the creme de la creme here.โ She glances at the door and lowers her voice. โYou didnโt hear it from me, but even Dominic Sinclair sent his samples here for testing.โ โDominic Sinclair? I repeat, โthe billionaire?โ Iโve seen the man around town, but we donโt exactly run in the same circles. He lives in the same neighborhood as my wealthy employer and often says hello to the children I nanny, but heโs always surrounded by bodyguards and is so intimidating I get goosebumps just thinking about him. โOh my god!.โ Cora slaps her hand over her mouth. โI wasnโt supposed to tell you that! I donโt know what I was thinking. Apparently heโs no stranger to fertility issues himself, and he trusted us to handle his swimmers over every other lab in the country. Iโve got his sperm in the other room at this very moment.โ She frets, โBut Ella you canโt tell anyone, you have to promise me.โ โOf course!โ I agree immediately. โI know how important confidentiality is here.โ โThank you,โ Cora breathes. โNow, Iโm going to give you a dossier of our clients so you can pick a donor, and once youโve chosen weโll get you knocked up before you can even blink.โ Itโs not an easy decision, but eventually I choose a handsome surgeon whose photo practically makes me swoon. Cora leaves the room only long enough to prepare the sample, and though she looks a bit flustered when she returns, she quickly and professionally completes the insemination, holding my hand when the procedure is finished. โItโs all take care of now, Ella.โ She promises, โYou can come back in ten days to see if it worked.โ Ten days. I think dazedly. Ten days to decide my entire future. If only Iโd known that by the time those ten days were up, my future would no longer belong to me โ but to Dominic Sinclair himself. Chapter 2 - Be Fired Ella Six days to go. I think, staring at the date circled on my calendar. Six days until I find out if my dreams are finally going to come trueโฆ or if I have to figure out an entirely different plan for my life. Iโve thought about nothing else since Cora inseminated me last week, Iโm so anxious to find out if Iโm pregnant I havenโt even begun to process Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm trying to keep a level head, yet I canโt help but imagine my future with this new baby. Try as I might, I catch myself daydreaming about it constantly. I even find myself humming as I get ready for work in the morning. When I arrive at my employerโs estate in the most exclusive neighborhood in Moon Valley โ which basically makes it the most exclusive neighborhood in the world, since Moon Valley is one of the most expensive cities on the planet โ Iโm immediately greeted by two little voices shouting my name in excitement. โElla!โ The next thing I know, 3-year-old Millie is hugging my legs while her older brother, Jake, wraps his arms around my middle. โGood morning love puddles!โ I exclaim, returning their hugs. โAre you ready for the museum?โ โYeah!โ They cheer, racing out the door without even stopping to put on coats. It takes a bit of wrangling to get them back inside and bundled up for the cold winter day, but before long we set out into the snow. Jake races ahead of Millie and I, impatient to get to the science museum and not seeming to notice that his sisterโs tiny legs simply donโt move that fast. Chuckling, I lift Millie into my arms and settle her on my hip. โGoodness, youโre getting too big for this, munchkin.โ โNuh-uh,โ Millie grins, โYouโre justs too little.โ She might have a point. At five foot one, I donโt exactly have the kind of build suited to heavy lifting. Iโm in great shape, but Iโve never been particularly strong. โSmarty pants.โ I tease, laughing with the little girl. When I look back towards Jake, I realize heโs stopped a few feet ahead of us. My heart skips a beat when I realize why. Weโre in front of the Sinclair mansion, and its owner is currently standing in the middle of the sidewalk, his gaze searing me like a firebrand as I approach with Millie. Dominic Sinclair is just about the most handsome man Iโve ever seen, but heโs also one of the most terrifying. With dark hair and piercing green eyes, chiseled features and a body so muscular I could swoon, it doesnโt seem fair he gets to look so good and also be so rich. If I didnโt know better I might think it was his wealth or imposing height that makes him so intimidating, after all heโs at least six foot four, which means he towers over me and everyone else around him. However itโs neither of those things, thereโs simply an indefinable quality about the man that I canโt put my finger on, one which screams danger. He gives off this energy thatโs so raw and animalistic one forgets thereโs anyone else in the room. Taking a steadying breath, I close the distance between us so Millie can say hello. When she greets him, Dominic drags his attention from me and offers her a smile so genuine that it tugs at my heartstrings. As I watch him talk to my two young charges, I remember what Cora told me about his infertility struggles. He clearly loves children, and I feel a wave of empathy for him. If anyone knows what itโs like to yearn for a family of their own, itโs me. Jake is currently showing Dominic his new toy airplane, pulling the matchbox model from his pocket and demonstrating how far it can fly. With a great heave, he sends the toy gliding through the air, only to land in the middle of the street. Before any of us can say a word, Jake races after it, right into the busy road. โJake no, be careful!โ I cry, watching him dart out into the path of an oncoming car but feeling frozen by my fear. Before I can contemplate putting Millie down to go after him, a blur of movement whirrs past my vision. Iโve never seen anyone move so fast in my life. Dominic became little more than a hazy outline of himself, chasing after Jake and pulling him out of the way just before the car slams into them. The vehicleโs tires are still screeching when Dominic sets Jake down beside me, his expression suddenly very stern. โThat was very dangerous.โ He scolds gently. โYou should never go into the street without looking both ways first.โ Jake hangs his head. โIโm sorry, I didnโt want my plane to get runned over.โ โYou are a million times more important than a toy.โ Dominic tells him firmly, โand you scared your nanny half to death.โ โIโm sorry, Ella.โ Jake sniffles, looking up at me with wide eyes. โI know sweetheart, just donโt ever do that again.โ I breathe, cuddling him against my side. โThank you so much.โ I say to Dominic, feeling more grateful than I can express. โI have no idea how you moved so fast! It was like something out of a superhero film.โ โMust have been the adrenaline.โ Dominic shrugs, giving Millie another smile before taking his leave. โEnjoy the rest of your day, and stay out of the road young man!โ โYes sir!โ Jake calls after him, pocketing his airplane. โI really am sorry.โ He adds to me. โItโs forgotten.โ I tell him softly, though I take his hand so that he canโt run off again. โIt all happened so fast.โ I tell Cora later that night. โI mean the more I think about it, the more amazing it seems. One moment he was there, and the next he was gone. It was like magic.โ โThank goodness Jake is alright.โ She replies, but rather than looking relieved, her face is twisted into a deep grimace. Studying my sisterโs expression, I realize her grim demeanor is not just about Jakeโs near miss. Something else is wrong, and I actually feel guilty for not noticing sooner. โIs everything okay?โ Cora frowns, โNot really. But youโve got so much going on right now, itโs not important.โ โCora, donโt be ridiculous.โ I admonish. โWhatโs going on?โ โWell, speaking of Dominic Sinclair,โ She begins cryptically, โyou know that sperm he sent to us for testing?โ โYeah,โ I confirm, wondering where on earth this was going. โItโs gone missingโฆ and Iโm the last person who saw it, not to mention it was in my custody.โ She explains, her voice becoming thick with emotion. โElla, I thinkโฆ I think Iโm going to be fired. And if thereโs an investigation I could lose my medical license.โ โWhat?โ I exclaim. โWhat do you mean itโs missing? A vial of sperm canโt just get up and walk away.โ โI know, I think someone had to steal it, but thereโs no way of knowing whoโs responsible. And it looks like Iโm going to have to take the blame.โ She shares, her eyes shining with tears. โCora, I canโt believe you didnโt tell me this sooner!โ I lament, โThey canโt fire you, it isnโt fair.โ โYou donโt understand, Dominic is one of our biggest donors.โ Cora explains. โAnd heโs furious, he basically wants my head on a platter.โ A week ago I might have believed there was no hope for Cora, but seeing how kind and understanding Dominic was with the kids today makes me wonder if he could really be so heartless. Surely if he understood that Cora would never be so irresponsible heโd show some leniency? I have to try and help her, I would do anything for my sister โ even begging a ruthless billionaire for mercy. Chapter 3 - Request Ella Three days to go. I repeat these words to myself as I walk down the street, still preoccupied with my possible pregnancy, even as I prepare to go to bat for my sister. In some ways it's a coping mechanism: Iโm about to beg Dominic Sinclair to save Coraโs job, and I need a comforting thought to help me get through this. His bodyguards see me first, and I can see their mouths moving as they watch me move closer, no doubt notifying him of my presence. Approaching nervously behind Dominic, I wonder for the hundredth time if this is a mistake. Who am I to ask a favor from one of the most powerful men on the planet? Shaking myself, I tell the little voice in the back of my mind to shut up โ this is for Cora. I might not be brave for myself, but I can be brave for her. โMr. Sinclair?โ I ask hesitantly, feeling my heart pound violently against my ribcage. He turns around and gazes imperiously down at me. โYes?โ โIโm Ella Reina, I nanny for Jake and Millie Graves.โ I begin, gnawing on my lower lip. His dark eyes catch on my mouth, and suddenly I feel like a frightened rabbit in front of a hungry wolf. โI know who you are, Ella.โ The sound of my name on his lips sends a shiver down my spine. He speaks the familiar syllables with so much purpose, as if they truly mean something to him. โOhโฆ well, I donโt mean to be impertinent, but Iโm friends with Dr Cora DanielsโฆโAs soon as I say her name, his expression closes off, and some unidentified emotion flashes in his eyes. โShe told me sheโs in trouble at work, and I know youโre one of the bankโs donors.โ I improvise. โI donโt know what Cora is being accused of, but Iโm sure sheโs innocent. She takes her job incredibly seriously, and she would never do anything to risk her career.โ โAnd what do you expect me to do about it?โ Dominic asks ominously. I can tell he doesnโt believe my weak story, his body language has changed completely, and I can feel his rising anger vibrating in the air around us. โI just thoughtโฆ I hoped that if you had any sway there, you might be able to put in a good word for her.โ I finish, feeling color flood my cheeks. Iโm both ashamed of myself for such a feeble attempt, but unsure how else to handle such a delicate topic. The last thing I want is to get Cora in even more trouble than before. Dominicโs jaw ticks as he watches me, and the voice in the back of my head urges me to run for it. โFrom what Iโve heard, your friend made a very serious mistake, and the consequences have been more than appropriate. The best thing she can do now is take responsibility for her mistakes, not sending you to do her dirty work for her.โ โI โ she didnโt, she doesnโt even know Iโm here! I swear.โ I plead. โIโve said all Iโm going to say on this matter.โ Dominic declares, turning away from me and striding into his house. The door slams shut behind him, and Iโm left with his various bodyguards. โYou need to leave now, miss.โ One of the men announces sharply. โI canโt.โ I moan, โhe has to understand, sheโs going to lose everything!โ โWeโre not going to ask you again.โ A second guard growls, a clear threat in his words. โPlease, sheโs innocent.โ I beg, โyou have to โโ before I can say anything more, the men grab me by the arms and begin trying to lead me off the property. Feeling truly desperate, I dig in my heels, deciding that my dignity is worth Coraโs entire future. โIโm begging you, if I could just talk to Mr. Sinclair.โ โYouโve already talked to him.โ The first guard grumbles, โand frankly youโre lucky he was as generous to you as he was. Your friend clearly told you things she shouldnโt.โ The next thing I know, theyโve thrown me off the property and onto the sidewalk so forcefully that I lose my balance, tumbling to the ground as tears spark in my eyes. The iron gates slam shut behind me, and I have no choice but to slink off before I can embarrass myself further. Of course, this was only the beginning of my misfortune. When I arrived at work the next day, I found that my keys no longer fit the locks on the front door. I knocked, overwhelmed with confusion, and a few minutes later the door swung open to reveal Jake and Millieโs furious mother. โMy keys arenโt working.โ I tell her, wondering why sheโs glaring at me so fiercely. โTheyโre not meant to.โ She answers coldly, โas of yesterday afternoon, your services were no longer required.โ โIโฆ youโre firing me?โ I squeak, not believing my ears. โWhy?โ โWe got a call from the neighbors.โ She explains haughtily, โapparently you let Jake run into the road the other day where he was almost hit by a car! And then yesterday you were seen making a fool of yourself at Dominic Sinclairโs home โ they said his bodyguards had to drag you off the grounds like a common criminal.โ โThat isnโt fair, that isnโt what happened!โ I plead. โJake through his toy into the road and ran after it, I didnโt let it happen, and what happened with Mr. Sinclair was a misunderstanding.โ โI donโt want to hear it.โ She hisses. โNow leave before I call the police.โ โPlease, canโt I at least say goodbye to the kids?โ I request, praying sheโll grant me this one kindness. โIโm dialing.โ She tells me simply, pulling her cell phone from her pocket. โNo!โ I raise my palms in supplication, โItโs okay, Iโll go.โ For the second time this week, I find myself shamefully retreating through this opulent neighborhood with tears streaming down my face. What hurts even worse than losing my job is the fact I didn't get to explain the situation to Jake and Millie, or see them one last time. Iโm sure their mother will tell them horrible things about me, despite the fact that Iโve been lovingly raising for them for the last two years. I know Dominic Sinclair is responsible for this. I donโt believe my ex-bossโs story about the neighbors for one moment. He clearly wanted to punish me, just like heโs having Cora punished. A rush of fury takes hold of me, and suddenly I wish I could punish him somehow. Itโs not like me to be so vindictive, but right now it truly feels like my entire life is falling apart, and itโs partly his fault. I spent all my money on the insemination, and without a job I have almost nothing. How am I ever going to afford to have a baby now? I guarantee Iโm not going to get a good reference from Jake and Millieโs mother. As if things werenโt already bad enough, when I return home I find a stack of bills in the mailbox and I donโt even recognize half the senders. I open them one by one, feeling my confusion and disbelief grow by the minute. As I look at the stores on the breakdown of charges, my suspicion grows: theyโre all Mikeโs favorite places. Is it possible he did this behind my back? That heโs been hiding the bills from me for monthsโฆ or years? I know heโll deny it if I confront him, which leaves me only one option. I have to call Kate. My former best friend might have betrayed me completely with her affair, but if anyone knows what Mike has been up to, itโs her. Chapter 4 - Desperation Ella My hands are shaking as I dial Kateโs number. Have I ever been this angry? If I have I certainly canโt remember it now. โHello?โ Kate answers almost immediately, using a sickly sweet tone that screams of fakeness. โKate?โ I state bluntly. โAre you with Mike right now?โ Thereโs a pregnant pause on the other end of the line, before she weakly responds, โWhat? Of course not.โ โCome off it Kate, do you really think I don't know about your shit?โ I demand. โIโm not a complete idiot.โ โElla listenโโ She begins, obviously gearing up to give me some sort of excuse. โNo, I donโt even care about your little affair anymore โ but I need to talk to him right now.โ I declare fiercely. Thereโs another pause, and then Kateโs voice drops its innocent tone. โYou donโt care?โ She repeats, sounding truly shocked. โ You know Iโm already pregnant?โ I wasnโt prepared for that particular piece of news. I clench my hands into fists, feeling so furious I think I might actually break the phone with my tight grip, โAnd what, you think thatโs some sort of victory?โ I bite. โDoes he know youโre pregnant?โ I ask sharply, โbecause a man whoโs so afraid of responsibility that heโd poison me for years is probably willing to do it to anyone.โ โWell no, but he loves me, he would never โโ She tried to explain. โHe loved me too once.โ I cut her off. โAt least he said he did. Itโs amazing how charming he can be, considering what a bastard he truly is. How do you think heโs going to support you and your child? He doesnโt even have a job.โ โOf course he does!โ She objects, โHe just didnโt tell you about it because he didnโt want you to bleed him dry. Heโs a stock broker.โ โOh Kate,โ I sigh, โPoor, gullible, stupid Kate. Heโs as much a stock broker as I am a wizard.โ โDonโt talk to me like that! Heโs got money, he lavishes it on me all the time!โ She insists. โWith fraudulent credit cards he took out in my name!โ I shout, losing my temper completely. โWhat?โ She squeaks. โThatโs right. Iโve only just found out โ heโs completely bankrupted me. Iโm calling the police and if I were you, Iโd check your own credit rating immediately, because Iโd be willing to be youโre next.โ I snap. โNo,โ she repeats weakly, โyouโre wrong, itโs different with me.โ My voice is getting thick with emotion now, but I canโt help it. โAnd frankly I donโt really care what happens to you Kate, but if youโre really pregnant then your baby deserves better than to be raised in a homeless shelter, and thatโs exactly where Mike will land you.โ I hang up before I start crying, not giving her a chance to respond. Why did I buy his lies about looking for work for so long? He crushed me little by little, all the while pretending to be so nice, and I let it happen. Never again. I decide. I wonโt ever let myself be fooled that way again. I still want to get my revenge on Mike, but first Iโve got to try and salvage whatโs left of my life. I have to go to the police and see if I can resolve these financial issuesโฆ I canโt have a baby if Iโm bankrupt, and I can only pray the police will help. ________________________ โIโm very sorry Miss. Reina, but if your ex-partner has left the area, thereโs not much we can do about this.โ The police officer breaks this news to me about as gently as he might smash an ant beneath his boot. โIโll give you the police report to send to the credit card company, but thatโs the most help youโre going to get from us.โ Anger fills me to the brim. I guarantee heโd never treat my case with so little consideration or respect if I wasnโt an impoverished nanny. If I was a wealthy man like Dominic Sinclair, heโd be fawning at my feet, offering to go to any lengths to solve my problems. I storm out of the station before I can lose my temper and verbally assault the man, immediately calling the credit card companies. One by one they crush my hopes, telling me in no uncertain terms that unless a culprit is arrested in my case, Iโll be held responsible for the charges. As I hang up on the final call, I can feel the earth crumbling beneath my feet. How did it come to this? I literally have nothing. No one will hire me without a recommendation from my previous employer, which means I wonโt be able to pay rent or keep food on the table. Normally I might turn to Cora in such a time, but I canโt burden her with this when sheโs in the same boat. Tomorrow Iโll finally find out whether or not Iโm pregnant, and up until now the strange sensation Iโve been experiencing the last few days has been a comfort and source of hope. I donโt know how to explain it: itโs as if Iโm suddenly different somehow โ even though I canโt see any changes, I just have this intense knowing that Iโm no longer the same woman I was a week ago. I thought it was a sign the insemination worked, but now Iโm praying that itโs my imagination going overboard. At first I try to distract myself, turning on the TV and freezing when I see Dominic Sinclair on the news talking about all his good will initiatives in the community. โWhen our work is finished, the Moon Valley childrenโs home will be a place of love and community, motivated to find the best homes for every child in need. Our initiative not only ensures that the permanent residents in the home have the best possible conditions, but that there is continuous follow up with children placed with adoptive families to ensure they thrive in their new homes.โ So much for the supposed philanthropist, I think bitterly. Turning a blind eye to the lives heโs selfishly ruining all the while pretending to be a friend of the downtrodden. A week ago I might have been touched by such a broadcast. I grew up in an orphanage just like the one heโs describing, and I know just how terrible the conditions can be. Now however, I see nothing but his hypocrisy. Cora was an orphan too, she didnโt do anything wrong โ where is his compassion for her? Clearly itโs only for the TV cameras. Itโs a shame. Heโs very convincingโฆ then again, so was Mike. Of course Mike was never as handsome as Dominic Sinclair, nor did he ever have his charisma or imposing presence. I donโt know if Iโve ever met anyone like him. Even while he was refusing to help me, scolding me and having me thrown out the door, part of me was still taken in by his handsome features and pure magnetism. Shaking myself, I turn the TV off. What the hell is wrong with me? The man is a heartless billionaire and Iโm still sitting here mooning over him like a silly schoolgirl. I end up going to bed early, trying not to think about tomorrow. Of course, I still lie awake late into the night โ I know what it means to grow up an orphan, and I canโt countenance bringing a child into the world just to abandon it to that bleak existence. The more my life unravels, the more stark my options become. If I am pregnantโฆ Am I going to abort the child? Even though itโs what Iโve wanted my entire life! Chapter 5 - Pregnancy Test Ella โNo, I understand.โ I murmur into the phone. โThanks for listening at least.โ I wearily hang up the line, burying my head in my hands. I spent all morning calling in every favor and loan I possibly could, throwing my dignity right out the window to beg my friends and acquaintances in my time of need. Iโve never thought of myself as a proud woman, but begging this way was more of a challenge than I could have imagined. I only wish I could help Cora as well as myself. Sheโs still waiting to hear if sheโll be fired, and while sheโs not supposed to be handling any samples, she got permission to do my tests this afternoon. After all, Iโve already been inseminated, so her supervisor didnโt see any risk of further negligence. Still, Iโm far from excited when I walk through the front doors of the sperm bank. Ten days ago I was heartsore but optimistic for the future, yearning for a baby more than anything else in the world. Now Iโm dreading the exam. However my trepidation soon gives way to surprise, because as soon as I enter the facility I have the strangest feeling that Dominic Sinclair is near. It takes me a while to actually find him, behind closed doors with Coraโs bosses in a luxurious, glass-walled conference room, but I donโt have the faintest idea how I knew he was present. I also donโt understand why I feel drawn to him: after all, heโs ruined both my sisterโs and my own life. I shouldnโt be excited to see him. It was dumb luck that I stumbled across his path, the conference room is on the way to Coraโs office, but I find myself stopping to observe the meeting inside. Iโm struck speechless when I lay eyes on him. Is it possible that heโs gotten more attractive since the last time I saw him? It was already unfair that somebody that powerful and intelligent could be so handsome, but now it truly just feels like being kicked while Iโm down. The bastard has a heart of stone, and still the universe has rained endless gifts upon him while people like Cora and I have nothing. Shaking myself out of my trance, I continue down the hall, though I feel the weight of dark eyes on my back as I retreat. Cora has clearly been crying when I arrive. Her eyes are red and her cheeks splotchy, though she tries to hide it. โHey.โ I greet her gently, wrapping her up in a hug. She leans into me, squeezing tight and lingering far longer than she usually would. โIs there any news?โ โSinclair is in there finalizing it all now. Iโm going to be given formal termination notice this afternoon.โ She shares, sniffling slightly. โIโm so sorry, honey.โ I croon, rubbing her back. โItโs okay.โ She lies, pulling away. โHow are you hanging in there?โ โNot very well.โ I confess. โIโm sort of dreading this, to be honest.โ โItโs amazing how fast things can change, huh?โ She asks, looking as though she might burst into tears. โI mean, what are we going to do, Elle?โ โWell figure it out.โ I promise. โWeโve been in tight spots before.โ I remind her, โremember the summer we slept in boxes on the street after we ran away from the orphanage?โ โYeah,โ She nods with a sad smile. โBut itโs winter now, I donโt think weโll last long in the elements. And you werenโt pregnant then.โ โYeah well, if Iโm pregnant nowโฆ.โ I canโt look her in the eyes as I say this, โI donโt think Iโm going to stay that way.โ โWhat?โ Cora exclaims, looking horrified. โBut this is your only chance! And we arenโt completely hopeless, youโve got time to try to figure out a plan B.โ That phrase alone reminds me of Mike, and I realize I havenโt shared my latest news with Cora. โI canโt afford a baby even if I do find a job. Iโm going to be paying off my debts for years to come.โ I share, filling her in on the details of Mike and Kateโs latest betrayal. โI canโt believe this!โ She bursts out when Iโm finished. โIt just isnโt fair, Ella! I mean, I thought we paid our dues, I thought we were done with suffering. After everything weโve been through, we deserve a better future than this! You deserve to be a mom โ no one loves children more than you do.โ โAnd you deserve to be a doctor.โ I reply. โYou worked so hard.โ โI still donโt think you should give up yet.โ She frowns. โYou can terminate the pregnancy up until the end of the first trimester. It would be a tragedy if you aborted it, then pulled off a miracle and it turned out you could have kept it. Donโt take that risk. Keep the baby until the very last moment.โ โI donโt think miracles happen to people like me.โ I remark softly. โBesides that seems kind of like itโs own form of torture โ the longer I carry the baby the more attached Iโm going to get. I donโt want this to hurt any worse than it has to.โ โItโs going to hurt no matter what.โ Cora reasons, โYou ought to give yourself a chance โ keep the door open. Donโt give up hope completely.โ โLetโs just find out if I have to make that decision in the first place.โ I state, changing the subject. โI may not even be pregnant.โ Yet even as I say it, I can feel in my heart that I am. โOkay.โ Cora agrees, pulling a sterile cup wrapped in plastic from one of her cabinets. โYou know what to do.โ I take the cup and quickly duck into the bathroom to provide a urine sample, returning it to her almost immediately. I pace back and forth across the office as Cora runs the tests. โWell?โ I press, seeing the results pop up on her computer screen. She offers me a sad smile. โCongratulations little sister, youโre going to have a baby.โ I told myself that I wouldnโt fall to pieces no matter the results, but as soon as the words are out of her mouth Iโm crying. Iโve been waiting to hear those words for years and was beginning to think I never would. Itโs both unimaginable joy, and unimaginable pain. I never knew my heart could hold such conflicting emotions at the same time, let alone in such extremes. โReally?โ โReally.โ Cora confirms, hugging me. โCome on, letโs do an ultrasound. You can hear the heartbeat.โ โIsnโt it too early?โ I squeak. โJust one of the benefits of being at the finest lab in the country.โ Cora quips, the words bittersweet on her tongue. โOur technology is years ahead of whatโs available in public hospitals.โ Climbing onto the raised exam table, I lay back and lift my top, not bothering to change into a gown or cover my clothes with a sheet, I simply expose my flat belly as Cora wheels in an ultrasound on a cart. Within minutes the machine is emitting a strange whoosh woosh woosh, and Cora squirts a dollop of jelly on my tummy. She pressed the wand to my skin, and before long a tiny heartbeat sounds โ making me cry all over again. However Cora is frowning deeply. โThis is so strange, the baby seems awfully large, but we tested you at your last visit to be sure you werenโt already pregnant.โ โWhat does that mean?โ I ask anxiously. โIs the father just a big guy?โ โI donโt just mean size โ I mean development.โ Cora purses her lips and furrows her brows as she studies the images, suddenly looking very worried. Sheโs whispering now, speaking to herself more than to me. โIt doesnโt look humanโฆ but that canโt beโฆ itโs not possible.โ โWhat are you talking about?โ I inquire, โHow can you tell? Isnโt it just a tiny blob?โ โAs I said, our tech is state of the art. It doesnโt just highlight shapes - it analyzes the molecular structure.โ Before she can say another word, the door bursts open, startling us both. To my shock and horror, Dominic Sinclair is standing in the doorframe, glaring at us as if weโve done something terrible. โWhatโs the meaning of this?โ He demands. โWhatโs the meaning of this? 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| 2195097 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634327 | 1634 | c.whastory.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://c.whastory.com/ad/bnV0cmVhZHMvMzI1NTU3LzIwMjQxMDE0MTAzMjIzL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.8142321172642E+14 | Wha002 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463310819_573190688477705_1898380564912989192_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-HDH6cs5H4AQ7kNvgG3DTKt&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ATyB-iJp-VTsh8duh2-ylr4&oh=00_AYAzU7L-eGDqjgLBdCZNEHQPYzrGv-BrcOhnd5nr2oAKCA&oe=6714372B | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. 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Determined to uncover truth and revenge for family, she seized the second chance. She planned to avenge loved ones. However, Joseph, a seemingly frail yet martial arts-skilled man who deeply fell for her, complicated her revenge plan. Now this new knowledge added more complexity to it. "B*tch! How dare you push Zoey down the stairs? You deserve to die!" At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? 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| 2195086 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634323 | 1634 | a.weloveread.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://a.weloveread.com/ad/bG92ZXJlYWQvMzI1NDQxLzIwMjQxMDE0MTAyNDE3L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.0234629952871E+14 | Lov001 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462696561_750045133986178_4901264821549525592_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=atHSaGochzkQ7kNvgEUzRT9&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AsdKLms7m5wLCcUAMXwEa4-&oh=00_AYD6ZIYIcM2eX_1pUYNf0Bs-Sw6re4eShwvsolNlcYofmw&oe=67145770 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Shortly after I signed the papers and started talking about our future, Ryan dropped the bomb that he didnโt want kids. Then, six months later, he told me heโd had a vasectomy a year prior. That was the day my entire world shattered. Five years of my life. Wasted. No marriage proposal on the horizon, definitely no kids. And I refuse to stay in a relationship that isnโt going anywhere. Iโm not getting any younger, and Iโm not going to let some man steal all of my dreams and my best years. So, I did the only thing I couldโI broke up with him and kicked him out of my house. That was three weeks ago. โโโโโโโโ I stand at the back door of my small house and look at the fenced in yard. When Ryan and I were searching for places to rent in, weโd looked at several apartments, but then my brother recommended this place. I immediately fell in love with it. Ryan hadnโt. But Iโd refused to give it up, and so, Iโd bought the place myself, without his help. The house is absolutely perfect. With two bedrooms and a rather large kitchen, which is good because I love to cook, the little bungalow is the perfect size for me. Ultimately, the backyard is what sold me, though. The moment I saw it, I imagined a child running around out there. The image had been so vivid; Iโd even heard the laughter. Shortly after I signed the papers and started talking about our future, Ryan dropped the bomb that he didnโt want kids. Then, six months later, he told me heโd had a vasectomy a year prior. That was the day my entire world shattered. Five years of my life. Wasted. No marriage proposal on the horizon, definitely no kids. And I refuse to stay in a relationship that isnโt going anywhere. Iโm not getting any younger, and Iโm not going to let some man steal all of my dreams and my best years. So, I did the only thing I couldโI broke up with him and kicked him out of my house. That was three weeks ago. My emotions are still all over the place. Sometimes, at night, when Iโm all alone in this house, I miss him so much it physically hurt. Too many nights I cry myself to sleep, or just cry until I give myself a headache, and then I pop some pills and pass out. My beverage collection has dwindled considerably, too. As much as everything still hurts, the urge to call him and beg him to come back, to agree to live without marriage or kids, is getting less and less with each passing day. But some days are worse than others. Today is one of the worse days. The doorbell chimes, startling me from my thoughts. Iโm not expecting company tonight, but Iโll be lying if I say Iโm not secretly hoping Ryan is here. He hasnโt once bothered to call or come over or even talk to me since I ended the relationship. โComing!โ I go to the door and swing it open. โOh, hey, Becca. Whatโre you doing here?โ I stop and do a double take. โWhy are you so dressed up?โ Sheโs wearing a tight red dress and matching red stilettos. Her makeup is on point, and she looks fantastic. โYouโve been crying again.โ Becca walks inside, her heels clicking against the tile floor. โUm, no.โ I wipe my cheeks and am happy to see my hands come away dry. I havenโt been sleeping worth trash, though, so Iโm sure my eyes are red and puffy. โYou didnโt answer my question.โ I close the door. โIโm here to take you out.โ Becca grins. โOh no.โ I shake my head. Beccaโs been trying to get me to go out clubbing since the day I broke up with Ryan, and I keep refusing. Iโm not ready to meet anyone new. Not yet. Itโs still too soon. โIโm really not in the mood,โ I say. โYouโve been saying that for weeks now. Itโs time to stop crying over Ryan and get yoursef back up on the horse.โ I roll my eyes. โIโm not dressed to go out. Besides, itโs a Tuesday night. You really think anyone decent is going to be out tonight? I highly doubt it.โ Becca sighs with frustration. โListen, you need to get out of this house. I need a wing woman. And we need to celebrate.โ โCelebrate what?โ I flop down on the couch and tuck my knees to my chest. As soon as I got home from work, I put on a pair of sweatpants and one of Ryanโs T-shirts that heโd left behind. My hairโs in a messy bun on top of my head, and I have no makeup on. Iโm in no positionโphysically or emotionallyโto go out. โI got the job!โ Becca squeals. I jump off the couch and give my friend a hug. โOh my god! Thatโs amazing, Becca. Congratulations!โ Becca laughs. โIโm so excited. Thereโs no way I can stay home tonight.โ She pouts and bats her eyelashes in that over exaggerated way she always does. โPlease?โ I hate when Becca does that. She makes saying no impossible. The fact weโve been friends since high school doesnโt help, either. With a reluctant sigh, I nod. โAll right fine. Iโll go out with you tonight, but promise me we wonโt stay long.โ โDeal!โ Becca shrieks with excitement. โHurry up and get dressed.โ I take about half an hour to get ready, and as I study my reflection in the mirror, I smile. Maybe going out tonight is exactly what I need. Just getting dressed up makes me feel better than I have in days. I leave the bathroom and meet Becca back in the living room. Becca whistles. โOh girl, youโre a hottie.โ I laugh. I opted for my frayed denim skirt and my low-cut black top with sleeves that tie on my shoulders. A pair of black sandals complete my outfit. My clothes are nowhere near as beautiful as Beccaโs tight, red dress, but at least Iโm comfortable. I grab my purse. โLetโs go before I change my mind.โ I playfully shove Becca out the door. We arrive at The Savage Cat, the only night club here, Michigan, and the line to get in is around the block. Lucky for us, I have a fast pass straight to the front of line. The popular dance club is owned by the Savage Bloods Motorcycle Club, of which my brother is the very proud President. I canโt stand that stupid club, or the lifestyle, and I go out of my way to avoid everything involving the Savage Bloods. Unfortunately, when you live in a tiny armpit of a town, you donโt have many choices for entertainment. Becca, however, is fascinated with the Savage Bloods and will do everything she can to hang out with them. She wonโt openly admit it to me, but I know sheโs hooked up with several of the brothers. She swears sheโs never so much as thought about my brother in that way, but Iโm not sure I believe that. At a little after ten, the place is already packed, as usual. I push way through the crowd and toward the dance floor. That is why we came here after all. Ryan hates to dance, and even though I always tell him he doesnโt have to get on the dance floor with me, he still refuses to take me anywhere that involves the activity. Memories like those make me grateful that I had the courage to leave him. I really need to learn to hold onto the bad memories and stop dwelling on all the great ones. Dealing with the hurt when Iโm angry is so much easier. The music is so loud it rattles the chairs and tables, and the floor is sticky from spilled beverage. But I donโt care. Being out with my best friend, cutting lose, not caring about anything or anyone is freeing. I canโt remember the last time I just had fun like this. Becca grabs my arm and leans forward. โThat guy.โ Becca points to someone behind me. I turn to see who Becca is pointing at, and I freeze. Leaning against the bar is a man. A very , very muscular, very dangerous looking man. Dark, shoulder length hair. Icy blue eyes. Jeans with a bulging crotch. Black T-shirt that stretches deliciously across his shoulders and chest. My heart races at the sight of him, but more so because heโs staring right at me. But then I notice heโs also wearing a goddman kutte covered with the Savage Bloods insignia. Because of course heโs part of the club. A bottle is pinched between his fingers, and heโs standing there like he owns this place. Cocky arrogance radiates off him, and he clearly owns that. Heโs 100 percent pure male. Pure trouble. And one million percent not my type of guy. Yet, I canโt seem to stop staring at him. Heโs everything Ryan isnโt, and that excites me in a way I donโt like. I donโt look away, and neither does he. Thereโs something familiar about him, though, and I narrow my eyes, studying him. Do I know him? That wouldnโt be so far-fetched considering Iโve met everyone in the Savage Bloods at least once before. Still, something nags at the back of my mind. โHeโs staring at you,โ Becca shouts over the music, jerking me from my thoughts. โYou should go talk to him.โ โNo.โ I shake my head. Turning away from his heated stare, I focus on dancing with Becca, but I can feel his gaze on me, feel the way heโs undressing me with his eyes, devouring me. Maybe Beccaโs right. Maybe I need to take the plunge and go talk to him. Doing so will certainly get myโฆ Iโm not sure I can handle a guy like that. Heโs so hard and rough and a tad scary. Not to mention, heโs part of the club, and I swore never to get involved with that life. Just because Iโm nursing a broken heart doesnโt mean I need to go catch a raging case of the stupids. And that man could make any woman stupid. I fan my face with my hand, and Becca makes a hand signal that she needs a drink. I nod and follow Becca off the dance floor and toward the bar. Thankfully, when we get there, the uber hot but totally off-limits biker guy is gone. I sigh with relief, prop my arms on the bar, and lean forward, my hips still swaying to the music. โWhat can I get for ya?โ the bartender shouts over the music. โOne glass of water and a martini with no olives,โ I order, shouting just as loudly. โHey!โ Becca touches my shoulder and then leans close to my ear. โIโm gonna go use the bathroom. Meet you back here.โ I nod. The bartender returns and sets the drinks in front of me. โTen fifty.โ I pull out my credit card and handed it to him. โStart a tab.โ Beccaโs only drinking water tonight because sheโs drivingโa declaration she made on the drive here because she thinks I need to get drunk and do something Iโll regret in the morning. Then again, thatโs how Becca deals with problems. I, on the other hand, prefer to handle things with a tad more emotional maturity. So, I donโt plan to drink too much. I never do when I go out. But still, as the bartender takes the card from my hand, my stomach clenches. Ryan hated when I would start a bar tab. He said it was stupid and not financially responsible. Not that I need to worry about what he thinks anymore, but without him living in the same house with me, my finances are a little tighter than they were last month. A few drinks wonโt hurt, though. I push the concerns from my mind and sway my hips to the hypnotic beat. Itโs not every day my best friend lands a dream job. Plus, Iโm leaving in two days to go spend several weeks at Whispering Creek, my parentsโ cabin resort in the Upper Peninsula. Iโll be cut off from Becca and everyone else for close to a month. If that isnโt reason enough to go a little crazy tonight, then what is? Seriously, what is taking Becca so long? I grab the drinks and turn around, intent on meeting Becca near the bathrooms so we can easily spot each other in this crowd. Instead, I slam face first into a wall of hard muscle. Both of the drinks spill, coating my hands, but a majority ends up on the person I ran into. โOh.โ I lift my head, and my heart stops. The man whoโd been staring at me now stands in front of me. My face burns with embarrassment. โUh, yeah, I-Iโm sorry.โ Some of the liquid splashed up onto his face, too. God, how mortifying! I turn, set the cups on the bar, and grab a handful of napkins, which I then proceed to drop when I spin back around. Real smooth. He shrugs out of his kutte, then strips off his wet shirt, using it to dry his face. The sight of his chest and abs makes my throat go dry. I know Iโm staring, but I canโt help myself. Oh, every woman in this place is staring just as intently as I am. As I watch him rub the shirt across his chin, down his throat, and across his pecs, I can feel the lust pooling between my thighs, and I squeeze my legs together to ease the ache in my body . Images of being in his armsโundressed, sweaty, and in the midst of doing things that will get us banned from Heaven foreverโdance through my mind. This man is gorgeous. Perfection. A true gift from God. Heโs very clearly a bad boy, too, which only adds to his appeal. And heโs nothing like Ryan. I havenโt thought about another man like this in years, not sinceโฆ My eyes widen, and my heart beats against my ribcage. No. Please, God, no. And then he speaks. โEnjoy the show?โ His deep voice rubs against every nerve ending in my body, and my stomach clenches. โHello, Steven.โ My voice is cold and sharp. He blinks in confusion, and then I can see reality hitting him as hard as it hit me a second ago. I cross my arms and glare at him. His jaw drops, but he doesnโt speak. โI see you finally figured out how to stage a successful prison break.โ I frown. His lips curl into that much too familiar smile, and my traitorous body reacts in ways I donโt want it to. Then, he laughs, the sound just as deep and masculine and handsome as I remembered. โGood to see you again, Cassandra.โ He reaches around me to toss his wet shirt onto the bar, then he slips back into his kutte. The sight of him wearing that reminds me of every single reason why I hate him. Why I swore off the club and everyone involvedโincluding my own brother. Heโs the sole reason I got involved with Ryan in the first place, because Ryanโs safe. Practical. Stable. Dependable. โItโs Cassie now,โ I say. He raises a brow. โCassie, huh? I like it.โ โI donโt give a word.โ I shake my head. โDoes my brother know youโre here?โ โHeโs the reason Iโm here. Full pardon. Courtesy of Hothead.โ โHis name is Harland,โ I snap and narrow my eyes, rage boiling in my veins. Honestly, grown men running around calling each other by code names or nicknames or whatever they are is so dumb. How dare my brother help Steven get out of prison and not warn me? Then again, Harland has no idea what happened between me and Steven all those years ago, and if I have my way, he never will. No one will. Not even Becca knows. I take a deep breath, refusing to let Steven get to me anymore than he already has. โGuess thatโs one less person on my Christmas list.โ I shrug. โAnyway, sorry you invaded my personal space and got all wet.โ I smile sweetly and incline my head toward his shirtless chest. He simply stares at me with those eyes that had mesmerized me so much as a teen. Theyโre so blue, staring at me with an undeniable carnal knowledge. I shiver at the memory of just how much knowledge he has of me and my body. Unable to face him any longer, I crouch down and pick up the napkins I dropped. โHere, I got those.โ He lowers himself to my eye level. โIsnโt this beneath you?โ I grab a handful of napkins and stand. โDonโt you have groupies back at the club to do this kind of stuff for you?โ I slap the napkins onto the bar. โYou mean the club cats?โ He smirks, and I have the sudden urge to slap that look off his face. โNo, I mean the group of strays that follow you guys around in the hopes youโll toss them a scrap of trash every now and then.โ I once again cross my arms, daring him to deny the truth. The club can dress it up anyway they want, but thereโs no denying what the club cats areโwhores who do the brothersโ bidding and spread their legs with the hope of securing a marriage proposal someday. And I know this because Becca talked to my brother about becoming a club cat. He flat out refused her. Though, to this day, heโs never said why. Steven doesnโt respond, which only enrages me more. I drop my arms to my sides. โNext time you see my brother, tell him to go himself. Courtesy of his baby sister.โ I shoulder past Steven, more than ready to find Becca and go home. But Steven grabs my arm, and I freeze. | Lov001 | 27 | https://www.facebook.com/100092415384764/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195087 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634323 | 1634 | a.weloveread.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://a.weloveread.com/ad/bG92ZXJlYWQvMzI1NDQxLzIwMjQxMDE0MTAyNDE3L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.0234629952871E+14 | Lov001 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463084065_1619553585629335_3857042527549499064_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=5sVZDnhO7voQ7kNvgFg5nkl&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AsdKLms7m5wLCcUAMXwEa4-&oh=00_AYCN7yzRPht0oUyATfobP2ZTVky-Qb8JZjM44a0fdl_ptw&oe=671444B6 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Shortly after I signed the papers and started talking about our future, Ryan dropped the bomb that he didnโt want kids. Then, six months later, he told me heโd had a vasectomy a year prior. That was the day my entire world shattered. Five years of my life. Wasted. No marriage proposal on the horizon, definitely no kids. And I refuse to stay in a relationship that isnโt going anywhere. Iโm not getting any younger, and Iโm not going to let some man steal all of my dreams and my best years. So, I did the only thing I couldโI broke up with him and kicked him out of my house. That was three weeks ago. โโโโโโโโ I stand at the back door of my small house and look at the fenced in yard. When Ryan and I were searching for places to rent in, weโd looked at several apartments, but then my brother recommended this place. I immediately fell in love with it. Ryan hadnโt. But Iโd refused to give it up, and so, Iโd bought the place myself, without his help. The house is absolutely perfect. With two bedrooms and a rather large kitchen, which is good because I love to cook, the little bungalow is the perfect size for me. Ultimately, the backyard is what sold me, though. The moment I saw it, I imagined a child running around out there. The image had been so vivid; Iโd even heard the laughter. Shortly after I signed the papers and started talking about our future, Ryan dropped the bomb that he didnโt want kids. Then, six months later, he told me heโd had a vasectomy a year prior. That was the day my entire world shattered. Five years of my life. Wasted. No marriage proposal on the horizon, definitely no kids. And I refuse to stay in a relationship that isnโt going anywhere. Iโm not getting any younger, and Iโm not going to let some man steal all of my dreams and my best years. So, I did the only thing I couldโI broke up with him and kicked him out of my house. That was three weeks ago. My emotions are still all over the place. Sometimes, at night, when Iโm all alone in this house, I miss him so much it physically hurt. Too many nights I cry myself to sleep, or just cry until I give myself a headache, and then I pop some pills and pass out. My beverage collection has dwindled considerably, too. As much as everything still hurts, the urge to call him and beg him to come back, to agree to live without marriage or kids, is getting less and less with each passing day. But some days are worse than others. Today is one of the worse days. The doorbell chimes, startling me from my thoughts. Iโm not expecting company tonight, but Iโll be lying if I say Iโm not secretly hoping Ryan is here. He hasnโt once bothered to call or come over or even talk to me since I ended the relationship. โComing!โ I go to the door and swing it open. โOh, hey, Becca. Whatโre you doing here?โ I stop and do a double take. โWhy are you so dressed up?โ Sheโs wearing a tight red dress and matching red stilettos. Her makeup is on point, and she looks fantastic. โYouโve been crying again.โ Becca walks inside, her heels clicking against the tile floor. โUm, no.โ I wipe my cheeks and am happy to see my hands come away dry. I havenโt been sleeping worth trash, though, so Iโm sure my eyes are red and puffy. โYou didnโt answer my question.โ I close the door. โIโm here to take you out.โ Becca grins. โOh no.โ I shake my head. Beccaโs been trying to get me to go out clubbing since the day I broke up with Ryan, and I keep refusing. Iโm not ready to meet anyone new. Not yet. Itโs still too soon. โIโm really not in the mood,โ I say. โYouโve been saying that for weeks now. Itโs time to stop crying over Ryan and get yoursef back up on the horse.โ I roll my eyes. โIโm not dressed to go out. Besides, itโs a Tuesday night. You really think anyone decent is going to be out tonight? I highly doubt it.โ Becca sighs with frustration. โListen, you need to get out of this house. I need a wing woman. And we need to celebrate.โ โCelebrate what?โ I flop down on the couch and tuck my knees to my chest. As soon as I got home from work, I put on a pair of sweatpants and one of Ryanโs T-shirts that heโd left behind. My hairโs in a messy bun on top of my head, and I have no makeup on. Iโm in no positionโphysically or emotionallyโto go out. โI got the job!โ Becca squeals. I jump off the couch and give my friend a hug. โOh my god! Thatโs amazing, Becca. Congratulations!โ Becca laughs. โIโm so excited. Thereโs no way I can stay home tonight.โ She pouts and bats her eyelashes in that over exaggerated way she always does. โPlease?โ I hate when Becca does that. She makes saying no impossible. The fact weโve been friends since high school doesnโt help, either. With a reluctant sigh, I nod. โAll right fine. Iโll go out with you tonight, but promise me we wonโt stay long.โ โDeal!โ Becca shrieks with excitement. โHurry up and get dressed.โ I take about half an hour to get ready, and as I study my reflection in the mirror, I smile. Maybe going out tonight is exactly what I need. Just getting dressed up makes me feel better than I have in days. I leave the bathroom and meet Becca back in the living room. Becca whistles. โOh girl, youโre a hottie.โ I laugh. I opted for my frayed denim skirt and my low-cut black top with sleeves that tie on my shoulders. A pair of black sandals complete my outfit. My clothes are nowhere near as beautiful as Beccaโs tight, red dress, but at least Iโm comfortable. I grab my purse. โLetโs go before I change my mind.โ I playfully shove Becca out the door. We arrive at The Savage Cat, the only night club here, Michigan, and the line to get in is around the block. Lucky for us, I have a fast pass straight to the front of line. The popular dance club is owned by the Savage Bloods Motorcycle Club, of which my brother is the very proud President. I canโt stand that stupid club, or the lifestyle, and I go out of my way to avoid everything involving the Savage Bloods. Unfortunately, when you live in a tiny armpit of a town, you donโt have many choices for entertainment. Becca, however, is fascinated with the Savage Bloods and will do everything she can to hang out with them. She wonโt openly admit it to me, but I know sheโs hooked up with several of the brothers. She swears sheโs never so much as thought about my brother in that way, but Iโm not sure I believe that. At a little after ten, the place is already packed, as usual. I push way through the crowd and toward the dance floor. That is why we came here after all. Ryan hates to dance, and even though I always tell him he doesnโt have to get on the dance floor with me, he still refuses to take me anywhere that involves the activity. Memories like those make me grateful that I had the courage to leave him. I really need to learn to hold onto the bad memories and stop dwelling on all the great ones. Dealing with the hurt when Iโm angry is so much easier. The music is so loud it rattles the chairs and tables, and the floor is sticky from spilled beverage. But I donโt care. Being out with my best friend, cutting lose, not caring about anything or anyone is freeing. I canโt remember the last time I just had fun like this. Becca grabs my arm and leans forward. โThat guy.โ Becca points to someone behind me. I turn to see who Becca is pointing at, and I freeze. Leaning against the bar is a man. A very , very muscular, very dangerous looking man. Dark, shoulder length hair. Icy blue eyes. Jeans with a bulging crotch. Black T-shirt that stretches deliciously across his shoulders and chest. My heart races at the sight of him, but more so because heโs staring right at me. But then I notice heโs also wearing a goddman kutte covered with the Savage Bloods insignia. Because of course heโs part of the club. A bottle is pinched between his fingers, and heโs standing there like he owns this place. Cocky arrogance radiates off him, and he clearly owns that. Heโs 100 percent pure male. Pure trouble. And one million percent not my type of guy. Yet, I canโt seem to stop staring at him. Heโs everything Ryan isnโt, and that excites me in a way I donโt like. I donโt look away, and neither does he. Thereโs something familiar about him, though, and I narrow my eyes, studying him. Do I know him? That wouldnโt be so far-fetched considering Iโve met everyone in the Savage Bloods at least once before. Still, something nags at the back of my mind. โHeโs staring at you,โ Becca shouts over the music, jerking me from my thoughts. โYou should go talk to him.โ โNo.โ I shake my head. Turning away from his heated stare, I focus on dancing with Becca, but I can feel his gaze on me, feel the way heโs undressing me with his eyes, devouring me. Maybe Beccaโs right. Maybe I need to take the plunge and go talk to him. Doing so will certainly get myโฆ Iโm not sure I can handle a guy like that. Heโs so hard and rough and a tad scary. Not to mention, heโs part of the club, and I swore never to get involved with that life. Just because Iโm nursing a broken heart doesnโt mean I need to go catch a raging case of the stupids. And that man could make any woman stupid. I fan my face with my hand, and Becca makes a hand signal that she needs a drink. I nod and follow Becca off the dance floor and toward the bar. Thankfully, when we get there, the uber hot but totally off-limits biker guy is gone. I sigh with relief, prop my arms on the bar, and lean forward, my hips still swaying to the music. โWhat can I get for ya?โ the bartender shouts over the music. โOne glass of water and a martini with no olives,โ I order, shouting just as loudly. โHey!โ Becca touches my shoulder and then leans close to my ear. โIโm gonna go use the bathroom. Meet you back here.โ I nod. The bartender returns and sets the drinks in front of me. โTen fifty.โ I pull out my credit card and handed it to him. โStart a tab.โ Beccaโs only drinking water tonight because sheโs drivingโa declaration she made on the drive here because she thinks I need to get drunk and do something Iโll regret in the morning. Then again, thatโs how Becca deals with problems. I, on the other hand, prefer to handle things with a tad more emotional maturity. So, I donโt plan to drink too much. I never do when I go out. But still, as the bartender takes the card from my hand, my stomach clenches. Ryan hated when I would start a bar tab. He said it was stupid and not financially responsible. Not that I need to worry about what he thinks anymore, but without him living in the same house with me, my finances are a little tighter than they were last month. A few drinks wonโt hurt, though. I push the concerns from my mind and sway my hips to the hypnotic beat. Itโs not every day my best friend lands a dream job. Plus, Iโm leaving in two days to go spend several weeks at Whispering Creek, my parentsโ cabin resort in the Upper Peninsula. Iโll be cut off from Becca and everyone else for close to a month. If that isnโt reason enough to go a little crazy tonight, then what is? Seriously, what is taking Becca so long? I grab the drinks and turn around, intent on meeting Becca near the bathrooms so we can easily spot each other in this crowd. Instead, I slam face first into a wall of hard muscle. Both of the drinks spill, coating my hands, but a majority ends up on the person I ran into. โOh.โ I lift my head, and my heart stops. The man whoโd been staring at me now stands in front of me. My face burns with embarrassment. โUh, yeah, I-Iโm sorry.โ Some of the liquid splashed up onto his face, too. God, how mortifying! I turn, set the cups on the bar, and grab a handful of napkins, which I then proceed to drop when I spin back around. Real smooth. He shrugs out of his kutte, then strips off his wet shirt, using it to dry his face. The sight of his chest and abs makes my throat go dry. I know Iโm staring, but I canโt help myself. Oh, every woman in this place is staring just as intently as I am. As I watch him rub the shirt across his chin, down his throat, and across his pecs, I can feel the lust pooling between my thighs, and I squeeze my legs together to ease the ache in my body . Images of being in his armsโundressed, sweaty, and in the midst of doing things that will get us banned from Heaven foreverโdance through my mind. This man is gorgeous. Perfection. A true gift from God. Heโs very clearly a bad boy, too, which only adds to his appeal. And heโs nothing like Ryan. I havenโt thought about another man like this in years, not sinceโฆ My eyes widen, and my heart beats against my ribcage. No. Please, God, no. And then he speaks. โEnjoy the show?โ His deep voice rubs against every nerve ending in my body, and my stomach clenches. โHello, Steven.โ My voice is cold and sharp. He blinks in confusion, and then I can see reality hitting him as hard as it hit me a second ago. I cross my arms and glare at him. His jaw drops, but he doesnโt speak. โI see you finally figured out how to stage a successful prison break.โ I frown. His lips curl into that much too familiar smile, and my traitorous body reacts in ways I donโt want it to. Then, he laughs, the sound just as deep and masculine and handsome as I remembered. โGood to see you again, Cassandra.โ He reaches around me to toss his wet shirt onto the bar, then he slips back into his kutte. The sight of him wearing that reminds me of every single reason why I hate him. Why I swore off the club and everyone involvedโincluding my own brother. Heโs the sole reason I got involved with Ryan in the first place, because Ryanโs safe. Practical. Stable. Dependable. โItโs Cassie now,โ I say. He raises a brow. โCassie, huh? I like it.โ โI donโt give a word.โ I shake my head. โDoes my brother know youโre here?โ โHeโs the reason Iโm here. Full pardon. Courtesy of Hothead.โ โHis name is Harland,โ I snap and narrow my eyes, rage boiling in my veins. Honestly, grown men running around calling each other by code names or nicknames or whatever they are is so dumb. How dare my brother help Steven get out of prison and not warn me? Then again, Harland has no idea what happened between me and Steven all those years ago, and if I have my way, he never will. No one will. Not even Becca knows. I take a deep breath, refusing to let Steven get to me anymore than he already has. โGuess thatโs one less person on my Christmas list.โ I shrug. โAnyway, sorry you invaded my personal space and got all wet.โ I smile sweetly and incline my head toward his shirtless chest. He simply stares at me with those eyes that had mesmerized me so much as a teen. Theyโre so blue, staring at me with an undeniable carnal knowledge. I shiver at the memory of just how much knowledge he has of me and my body. Unable to face him any longer, I crouch down and pick up the napkins I dropped. โHere, I got those.โ He lowers himself to my eye level. โIsnโt this beneath you?โ I grab a handful of napkins and stand. โDonโt you have groupies back at the club to do this kind of stuff for you?โ I slap the napkins onto the bar. โYou mean the club cats?โ He smirks, and I have the sudden urge to slap that look off his face. โNo, I mean the group of strays that follow you guys around in the hopes youโll toss them a scrap of trash every now and then.โ I once again cross my arms, daring him to deny the truth. The club can dress it up anyway they want, but thereโs no denying what the club cats areโwhores who do the brothersโ bidding and spread their legs with the hope of securing a marriage proposal someday. And I know this because Becca talked to my brother about becoming a club cat. He flat out refused her. Though, to this day, heโs never said why. Steven doesnโt respond, which only enrages me more. I drop my arms to my sides. โNext time you see my brother, tell him to go himself. Courtesy of his baby sister.โ I shoulder past Steven, more than ready to find Becca and go home. But Steven grabs my arm, and I freeze. | Lov001 | 27 | https://www.facebook.com/100092415384764/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195095 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634323 | 1634 | c.whastory.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://c.whastory.com/ad/bnV0cmVhZHMvMzI1NTU3LzIwMjQxMDE0MTAzMjIzL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.8142321172642E+14 | Wha002 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463023451_1537047070260858_3943684002599336791_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7pqCQsfCCo4Q7kNvgFr9qJM&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AsdKLms7m5wLCcUAMXwEa4-&oh=00_AYCCSy31ckaCLvhv4vqQni3Se2zQev1d6qLL1aqw4WU21Q&oe=6714685E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. Axel. The look on his face confused me but I didn't have time to think about it before my world went black. | Wha002 | 58 | https://www.facebook.com/61554783541379/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195100 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634323 | 1634 | c.whastory.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://c.whastory.com/ad/bnV0cmVhZHMvMzI1NTU3LzIwMjQxMDE0MTAzMjIzL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.8142321172642E+14 | Wha002 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462906475_852575707054242_2868736216257196235_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=MeCD1S_3_iUQ7kNvgGqcc7b&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ATyB-iJp-VTsh8duh2-ylr4&oh=00_AYC0d_qK_T0SkZCHUkZ9rtFLJBoxYR75QwYcn-ijqVLFzA&oe=67143B16 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. Axel. The look on his face confused me but I didn't have time to think about it before my world went black. | Wha002 | 58 | https://www.facebook.com/61554783541379/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195101 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634323 | 1634 | c.whastory.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://c.whastory.com/ad/bnV0cmVhZHMvMzI1NTU3LzIwMjQxMDE0MTAzMjIzL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.8142321172642E+14 | Wha002 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462926920_1240498147086795_2155346823390036346_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=JyNaiaTIQ9YQ7kNvgEE0qui&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ATyB-iJp-VTsh8duh2-ylr4&oh=00_AYB8C6eX3oftUGMdM6IgIbd_lKqs-wtuLVQbeqHntQ5aLg&oe=6714619C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. Axel. The look on his face confused me but I didn't have time to think about it before my world went black. | Wha002 | 58 | https://www.facebook.com/61554783541379/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195105 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634323 | 1634 | b.myfantasyapp.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://b.myfantasyapp.com/ad/bXlmYW50YXN5LzMyNTQ2OS8yMDI0MTAxNDEwMjU1Ni9wYWdl?adid={{ad.id}} | 4.1868250131908E+14 | Fanta001 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462687671_526462306821142_5217783368909223521_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=D0D7y-r3UcIQ7kNvgF-QlNP&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ATyB-iJp-VTsh8duh2-ylr4&oh=00_AYD24O8Ywza4CtTsaKtCurqSaITd9SIWLQg19jxxfhDv4A&oe=671450F6 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. โ The prick is blocking the sun. I'm lying on the beach on the last day before the first day of my senior year, trying to darken my skin for one more day before school starts. Given that my father moved me to Sunset Beach at the end of my junior year, all the way across the country from my old home in Virginia, I didn't have much else to do. I don't know a single person in town and I'm already anxious about the first day tomorrow, wondering if anyone will even talk to me or if I'll be forced stare at my phone all day in an attempt to not acknowledge the fact that I'm the new girl in school. But now The prick is blocking my sun. I call him that because he walks like that guy. Chest out, like he owns the beach. He's phenomenal looking and he knows it and he knows the rest of us know it. Everything is easy for him, even walking in the sand. So I already know he's gonna be The prick. "You're new," he says. "To the planet?" I say. "No. I'm not." He smiles and his teeth are snow white against his bronze skin and his sun pecked blonde hair. His jaw could cut stone and his eyes are bluer than the ocean behind him. The surfboard under his arms looks nearly as hard as the ripples in his abs. The prick is smoking hot. "New and funny," he says. "What a combo." He turns over his shoulder. "Brett, we've got a funny one." Brett trudges up sand and plants his board in the sand next to The prick. Brett is almost as good looking. An inch shorter, dark hair, green eyes, a chest like a cutting board. Barbed wire tattooed around each of his biceps. He didn't smile. "Funny chicks are usually pains in my hip." "I like funny chicks," another guy says, coming up on The prick's left. "They usually don't think twice about giving it up." Third Guy is in a tie for second with Brett for best looking. Shoulder length brown hair, broad shoulders, eyes that matched his hair. All three of them are wet, having just come from the ocean and their waves. I'd seen them out on the water, envious of how they moved on their boards. I can surf, the result of summer trips to Florida when I was younger, but I'm not that good. "Where you from, New Girl?" The prick asks. "Not sure it's any of your business," I say. His smile darkens just a fraction. "You're kind of rude." "And you're blocking my sun." He jams his board into the sand, standing it on end. "Just trying to be friendly." "I think you're doing it wrong." Third Guy chuckles. The prick just stares at me. I look around. There are other people on the beach, but not near us. It becomes super clear to me that I'm on my own with the three of them. And I realize I'm uncomfortable. But I can't help myself. "And I think you're a prick," I say to Brett. He laughs, like he's heard that a million times. "I'll show you a prick if you wanna see one, honey." "Not interested," I say. "You will be," he says. "You still haven't answered the question," The prick says. I stare back at him. Jesus, is he good looking. Stop-what-you're-doing-and-fantasize good looking. "I'm aware." "It's not a hard question," he says. "Maybe she wants something hard, though," Third Guy says. I look at him. "Not sure you're up for the job, Champ." Third Guy doesn't like that and shuffles closer in the sand. "How about if we see?" Now, I'm for real uncomfortable. I sit up. I throw my keys and sandals in my bag and stand up. None of them move, eyeing me like I'm dinner. "This has been fun, boys," I say. "But I think I'm going home." The prick finally takes notice of my beat up surfboard next to my towel. He pushes the edge of it with his sand covered toe. "This yours?" "What gave it away?" I ask. He picks it up by the nose, gives it the once over, then lets it fall back to the sand. "It's a prick." "Takes one to know one," I say, picking up my towel and shaking it out. Third Guy and Brett back up, The prick holds his ground. The prick smiles. My stomach flips, then flops, then flips some more. Why does he have to be so good looking? "Happy to teach you how to ride," he says. His pals snicker. "I'm good," I say, picking up my board. "I think I'll have to be the judge of that," The prick says. "Good luck with that." "I don't need luck, honey," he says and tilts his head to the side. Drops of water from the ocean glisten on his perfect chest. "I take what I want when I want it." I pull my shorts on over my bikini bottoms. "No need to cover up the show," Brett says. "You don't have tickets," I say, grabbing my bag and picking up my board. "What a mouth," Third Guy says. "I wonder if it can do other things besides talk." Brett laughs, but The prick just keeps staring at me, trying to melt me with those blue eyes. It's almost working. "It can," I say. "But unfortunately for you, it doesn't go anywhere near prick." Third Guy glowers at me. The corner of The prick's perfect mouth turns upward into something that almost looks like a smile. But there's something about it that feels more threatening than friendly. It's ninety something degrees out but suddenly I'm chilled. I sling the bag over my shoulder. "I wish I could say it's been a pleasure, but I don't like to lie. See you around." I turn to go. "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. "Presley! Are you about ready?" I'm not ready. It's the next morning and I'm standing in front of the mirror, trying to convince myself that I'm ready for the first day of my senior year at a new high school. I've braided my long brown hair and pulled on the yellow linen tank top and my favorite denim skirt. I spent an extra twenty minutes on my makeup, trying to make sure it looked like I didn't spend an extra twenty minutes on my makeup. Silver sandals on my feet. I look good and if it had been the first day back at my old school, I would've at least felt like I knew what I was doing. I would've been driving to school on my own, stopping at the coffee shop on the way to school, getting my drink, and praying that my last year wouldn't suck as bad as my first three years did. Instead, I am hiding in my room, avoiding my dad's pleas to come out so he can drop me off at his paralegal's house so that woman's daughter can drive me to school. Have I mentioned I've never met this girl? "Presley!" he yells. "We gotta go!" "I'm coming," I say. I sigh, check the mirror one last time, and grab my backpack. I throw it over my shoulder and look at the mirror again. "Please don't let today suck," I say. My father is waiting at the bottom of the stairs. He's wearing a dark navy suit, light blue shirt, and a red tie. His dark hair is flecked with gray and he's good looking for a dad, according to my friends. My mother, however, thought that the lawyer she worked for was better looking, so she left him and moved to Washington. So it's me and my dad and that's okay most of the time. He tries, but he's also busy trying to get his new law practice off the ground. The reason we moved to Sunset Beach from Virginia was because he was able to snag one giant client and it would mean steady work for the next two years. The client lives in Sunset Beach and he wants to be near him for meetings and stuff like that. He pitched it to me as living near the beach and all the fun we'd be able to have, but I knew that any fun that I found would be most likely on my own. But it's still way better than living with my mom. And I'm hoping it'll be different for me here. He looks up at me. "We're going to be late, Pres. Come on." "Sorry," I mumble. "Did you eat?" he asks. "No, I'm fine," I say. "You can grab a granola bar or something." I shake my head. "I'm fine." He smiled. "Senior year. Are you ready?" "Nope." "Come on, it'll be good." "Sure," I say, avoiding his eyes. He sighs and we head to the garage to climb into his green Audi Q5. My dad has money. He just wants more of it. He lost some of it in the divorce, but he's determined to make it all back and then some. We live in a great house six blocks from the ocean now and I don't have to worry about much. Other than having friends my senior of high school. "Claire's daughter said she was happy to take you," he explains as we drive. "I just thought that might be better than showing up alone on the first day." "Okay." We stop at the red light and he looks at me. "You look great." "Thanks." There's an awkward pause. "I know this is all hard, but it'll be okay," he says. "You just have to give it a chance. I know you miss your friends. But did it suck to spend the last two weeks at the beach?" Well, I didn't really have friends to miss, Dad, because I was loner there. "No," I say. "It was good." "Your tan looks good anyway." I don't say anything and the light changes to green. The car lurches forward. "I appreciate you doing all of this, Pres," he says. "You could've made it harder on me, but you didn't. I know it's not the plan you had, but thank you for giving it a chance." I'm not sure I had another choice. Claire's house is five minutes from ours, a cut yellow bungalow with a perfectly cut yard out frond and roses of nearly color beneath the front window. A gleaming white Mini Cooper is idling in the driveway and I can see a shadowed head inside of it. "That's Bridget there," my dad says, pointing at the car. "Claire texted me and said she'd be in her car, waiting." My stomach ties into one gigantic knot. "Okay." My dad puts his hand on my shoulder. "It's gonna be great. It'll feel like you've been here for forever before you know it. I promise." I pick my bag up off the floor. "I know. You're right. I'll see you tonight." "I'll probably be late," he says. "So don't worry about dinner for me." I get out of the car and stare at the Mini idling in the driveway. All kinds of awkward. I close the door, give my dad a half wave, and make the death march over to my ride. I'm not sure what I'm expecting, but Bridget isn't it. I peer in the window of the car and she's looking over at me, smiling. She reaches over and pushes the door open. "Presley?" she says. "I'm Bridget." "Hey," I say. "Nice to meet you." "If you get in now, we've still got time to get coffee on our way," she says. "If you like coffee?" It's like I've been given a lifeline. I slide into the seat. "I would love coffee." She laughs. "I can barely function without it." Bridget is knock out gorgeous. Jet black hair to the middle of her back, a tight red v-necked T-shirt with perfect curves underneath. Denim shorts that show off her long legs. She smells like the roses in her front yard. "I appreciate the ride," I say as we back out. "I know this is weird." "Please," she says, eyeing the mirror. "Can't imagine having to do the first day at Sunset Beach on your own, particularly senior year." She smiles again. "This way I can point you in the right directions so you don't waste your time going in the wrong ones." "That would be awesome." "Don't be offended by this," she says. "Are you a cheerleader?" "Um, no." "Thank Jesus," she says, slapping her palm against the steering wheel. "I mean, you're kinda hot and all put together, so it can be hard to tell." She glances at me. "Rule number one at Sunset is that the cheerleaders suck hip." I laugh. "Isn't that the way it is everywhere?" "Pretty much," she says, nodding. "And I'm just warning you now. You are gonna be fresh meat. prick football players are gonna flock as soon as we hit the lot." "prick football players," I says. "So two things are the same everywhere." She holds up a fist. "Word, girlfriend." I bump her fist with mine and my stomach starts to unclench. As she drives, she fills me in on teachers and classes and other kids and what to expect. She doesn't have to tell me all of this, but I'm relaxing by the second as we go. We pull into the drive thru of a place called Seaside Coffee and she orders two large iced coffees. She might be my soulmate. By the time we get to the school, I'm almost nerve free. She whips the Mini through the parking lot and jerks it to a stop right in front of a painted parking stall. She points to it. "See that? They auction parking spots to seniors at the end of junior year and then you get to paint your spot. This is mine." "That is awesome," I say, looking at the pink and yellow sunset painted over a very blue ocean. "You did that?" "I did that," she says, proudly. "And no one else can put their hip in this spot all year." She pulls into the lot and we get out. The lot is nearly full and clusters of other kids are walking toward the concrete and glass building. "What are you doing tonight?" Bridget asks. "Tonight? Nothing. My dad has to work late." She grips my elbow. "Perfect. There's a back to school night down at The Hump." "The Hump?" "Place down by the beach," she says. "You're coming and I can show you." "I don't know if--" She squeezes my elbow. "You're coming, Presley." She stops walking and looks me right in the eye. "Look, when my mom asked if I could give her boss's daughter a ride because she was new, I thought you might end up being some little troll that didn't speak or, even worse, a cheerleader." She smiled. "But you're not. I know this has to suck, but I can make it suck a little less. So you're coming tonight." She pauses. "Where's your phone?" I pull it from my hip. "Give me your number," she says, whipping hers out. "So I can find you during the day and see how you're doing. And meet me here at twelve for lunch. It's open campus and we'll go get burgers. Cool?" She was taking care of every first day worry I had. I mean, I never went to a single party back in Virginia and now she's invited me to the first one of the year and making sure I'm not solo for lunch. "Yeah, totally. But you don't have to do this." I give her my number. "I'll be okay." "I want to," she says, then recites her number for me. She starts to say something else, but her eyes drift over my shoulder and her smile fades. "Okay. Test number one. Prick football players incoming." I turn around. Three boys, all in blue and white lettermen jackets, all large, all heading our way. The one in the middle has short dark hair, gray eyes, and shoulders like square blocks. They aren't quite as good looking as the boys I'd run into on the beach, but they're close. "Hey Bridge," the dark haired boy asks. "Who's your pal?" "This is Presley," she says. "Presley, these are the pricks." "So unfair and uptight," he says. "She got the d part right. I'm Derek. And this is Evan and this is Pritch." He winks at me. "Where exactly did you come from?" It's right then that I make the decision. At my old school, I would've shut up. I would've been too intimidated to say anything. But I don't have to be the same girl I was there. I can be someone new in Sunset Beach. "Her car?" I say. "Did you not see me get out of it?" I look at Bridget. "Every guy I've met here so far asks the dumbest questions." Bridget busts out laughing. Derek is red-faced and his friends look no less amused. "I'd be nice to me if I were you," he says. "I run this place and I can make or break your life here." "Feels like the only thing you run is your mouth," I say. Bridget links her arm with mine. "See you later, boys." She leads me away from them and leans into me. "You are going to fit in perfectly." I want nothing more than that to be true. | Fanta001 | 4 | https://www.facebook.com/61563419381683/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195106 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634323 | 1634 | b.myfantasyapp.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://b.myfantasyapp.com/ad/bXlmYW50YXN5LzMyNTQ2OS8yMDI0MTAxNDEwMjU1Ni9wYWdl?adid={{ad.id}} | 4.1868250131908E+14 | Fanta001 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462943617_1102270684564764_5168914722030305139_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hv-x-E4EEFUQ7kNvgETdSYa&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ATyB-iJp-VTsh8duh2-ylr4&oh=00_AYBemCFmyXGwXVSSnOc0JlZuIGLLnI2la6gerwz70lOlFQ&oe=67144C68 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. โ The prick is blocking the sun. I'm lying on the beach on the last day before the first day of my senior year, trying to darken my skin for one more day before school starts. Given that my father moved me to Sunset Beach at the end of my junior year, all the way across the country from my old home in Virginia, I didn't have much else to do. I don't know a single person in town and I'm already anxious about the first day tomorrow, wondering if anyone will even talk to me or if I'll be forced stare at my phone all day in an attempt to not acknowledge the fact that I'm the new girl in school. But now The prick is blocking my sun. I call him that because he walks like that guy. Chest out, like he owns the beach. He's phenomenal looking and he knows it and he knows the rest of us know it. Everything is easy for him, even walking in the sand. So I already know he's gonna be The prick. "You're new," he says. "To the planet?" I say. "No. I'm not." He smiles and his teeth are snow white against his bronze skin and his sun pecked blonde hair. His jaw could cut stone and his eyes are bluer than the ocean behind him. The surfboard under his arms looks nearly as hard as the ripples in his abs. The prick is smoking hot. "New and funny," he says. "What a combo." He turns over his shoulder. "Brett, we've got a funny one." Brett trudges up sand and plants his board in the sand next to The prick. Brett is almost as good looking. An inch shorter, dark hair, green eyes, a chest like a cutting board. Barbed wire tattooed around each of his biceps. He didn't smile. "Funny chicks are usually pains in my hip." "I like funny chicks," another guy says, coming up on The prick's left. "They usually don't think twice about giving it up." Third Guy is in a tie for second with Brett for best looking. Shoulder length brown hair, broad shoulders, eyes that matched his hair. All three of them are wet, having just come from the ocean and their waves. I'd seen them out on the water, envious of how they moved on their boards. I can surf, the result of summer trips to Florida when I was younger, but I'm not that good. "Where you from, New Girl?" The prick asks. "Not sure it's any of your business," I say. His smile darkens just a fraction. "You're kind of rude." "And you're blocking my sun." He jams his board into the sand, standing it on end. "Just trying to be friendly." "I think you're doing it wrong." Third Guy chuckles. The prick just stares at me. I look around. There are other people on the beach, but not near us. It becomes super clear to me that I'm on my own with the three of them. And I realize I'm uncomfortable. But I can't help myself. "And I think you're a prick," I say to Brett. He laughs, like he's heard that a million times. "I'll show you a prick if you wanna see one, honey." "Not interested," I say. "You will be," he says. "You still haven't answered the question," The prick says. I stare back at him. Jesus, is he good looking. Stop-what-you're-doing-and-fantasize good looking. "I'm aware." "It's not a hard question," he says. "Maybe she wants something hard, though," Third Guy says. I look at him. "Not sure you're up for the job, Champ." Third Guy doesn't like that and shuffles closer in the sand. "How about if we see?" Now, I'm for real uncomfortable. I sit up. I throw my keys and sandals in my bag and stand up. None of them move, eyeing me like I'm dinner. "This has been fun, boys," I say. "But I think I'm going home." The prick finally takes notice of my beat up surfboard next to my towel. He pushes the edge of it with his sand covered toe. "This yours?" "What gave it away?" I ask. He picks it up by the nose, gives it the once over, then lets it fall back to the sand. "It's a prick." "Takes one to know one," I say, picking up my towel and shaking it out. Third Guy and Brett back up, The prick holds his ground. The prick smiles. My stomach flips, then flops, then flips some more. Why does he have to be so good looking? "Happy to teach you how to ride," he says. His pals snicker. "I'm good," I say, picking up my board. "I think I'll have to be the judge of that," The prick says. "Good luck with that." "I don't need luck, honey," he says and tilts his head to the side. Drops of water from the ocean glisten on his perfect chest. "I take what I want when I want it." I pull my shorts on over my bikini bottoms. "No need to cover up the show," Brett says. "You don't have tickets," I say, grabbing my bag and picking up my board. "What a mouth," Third Guy says. "I wonder if it can do other things besides talk." Brett laughs, but The prick just keeps staring at me, trying to melt me with those blue eyes. It's almost working. "It can," I say. "But unfortunately for you, it doesn't go anywhere near prick." Third Guy glowers at me. The corner of The prick's perfect mouth turns upward into something that almost looks like a smile. But there's something about it that feels more threatening than friendly. It's ninety something degrees out but suddenly I'm chilled. I sling the bag over my shoulder. "I wish I could say it's been a pleasure, but I don't like to lie. See you around." I turn to go. "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. "Presley! Are you about ready?" I'm not ready. It's the next morning and I'm standing in front of the mirror, trying to convince myself that I'm ready for the first day of my senior year at a new high school. I've braided my long brown hair and pulled on the yellow linen tank top and my favorite denim skirt. I spent an extra twenty minutes on my makeup, trying to make sure it looked like I didn't spend an extra twenty minutes on my makeup. Silver sandals on my feet. I look good and if it had been the first day back at my old school, I would've at least felt like I knew what I was doing. I would've been driving to school on my own, stopping at the coffee shop on the way to school, getting my drink, and praying that my last year wouldn't suck as bad as my first three years did. Instead, I am hiding in my room, avoiding my dad's pleas to come out so he can drop me off at his paralegal's house so that woman's daughter can drive me to school. Have I mentioned I've never met this girl? "Presley!" he yells. "We gotta go!" "I'm coming," I say. I sigh, check the mirror one last time, and grab my backpack. I throw it over my shoulder and look at the mirror again. "Please don't let today suck," I say. My father is waiting at the bottom of the stairs. He's wearing a dark navy suit, light blue shirt, and a red tie. His dark hair is flecked with gray and he's good looking for a dad, according to my friends. My mother, however, thought that the lawyer she worked for was better looking, so she left him and moved to Washington. So it's me and my dad and that's okay most of the time. He tries, but he's also busy trying to get his new law practice off the ground. The reason we moved to Sunset Beach from Virginia was because he was able to snag one giant client and it would mean steady work for the next two years. The client lives in Sunset Beach and he wants to be near him for meetings and stuff like that. He pitched it to me as living near the beach and all the fun we'd be able to have, but I knew that any fun that I found would be most likely on my own. But it's still way better than living with my mom. And I'm hoping it'll be different for me here. He looks up at me. "We're going to be late, Pres. Come on." "Sorry," I mumble. "Did you eat?" he asks. "No, I'm fine," I say. "You can grab a granola bar or something." I shake my head. "I'm fine." He smiled. "Senior year. Are you ready?" "Nope." "Come on, it'll be good." "Sure," I say, avoiding his eyes. He sighs and we head to the garage to climb into his green Audi Q5. My dad has money. He just wants more of it. He lost some of it in the divorce, but he's determined to make it all back and then some. We live in a great house six blocks from the ocean now and I don't have to worry about much. Other than having friends my senior of high school. "Claire's daughter said she was happy to take you," he explains as we drive. "I just thought that might be better than showing up alone on the first day." "Okay." We stop at the red light and he looks at me. "You look great." "Thanks." There's an awkward pause. "I know this is all hard, but it'll be okay," he says. "You just have to give it a chance. I know you miss your friends. But did it suck to spend the last two weeks at the beach?" Well, I didn't really have friends to miss, Dad, because I was loner there. "No," I say. "It was good." "Your tan looks good anyway." I don't say anything and the light changes to green. The car lurches forward. "I appreciate you doing all of this, Pres," he says. "You could've made it harder on me, but you didn't. I know it's not the plan you had, but thank you for giving it a chance." I'm not sure I had another choice. Claire's house is five minutes from ours, a cut yellow bungalow with a perfectly cut yard out frond and roses of nearly color beneath the front window. A gleaming white Mini Cooper is idling in the driveway and I can see a shadowed head inside of it. "That's Bridget there," my dad says, pointing at the car. "Claire texted me and said she'd be in her car, waiting." My stomach ties into one gigantic knot. "Okay." My dad puts his hand on my shoulder. "It's gonna be great. It'll feel like you've been here for forever before you know it. I promise." I pick my bag up off the floor. "I know. You're right. I'll see you tonight." "I'll probably be late," he says. "So don't worry about dinner for me." I get out of the car and stare at the Mini idling in the driveway. All kinds of awkward. I close the door, give my dad a half wave, and make the death march over to my ride. I'm not sure what I'm expecting, but Bridget isn't it. I peer in the window of the car and she's looking over at me, smiling. She reaches over and pushes the door open. "Presley?" she says. "I'm Bridget." "Hey," I say. "Nice to meet you." "If you get in now, we've still got time to get coffee on our way," she says. "If you like coffee?" It's like I've been given a lifeline. I slide into the seat. "I would love coffee." She laughs. "I can barely function without it." Bridget is knock out gorgeous. Jet black hair to the middle of her back, a tight red v-necked T-shirt with perfect curves underneath. Denim shorts that show off her long legs. She smells like the roses in her front yard. "I appreciate the ride," I say as we back out. "I know this is weird." "Please," she says, eyeing the mirror. "Can't imagine having to do the first day at Sunset Beach on your own, particularly senior year." She smiles again. "This way I can point you in the right directions so you don't waste your time going in the wrong ones." "That would be awesome." "Don't be offended by this," she says. "Are you a cheerleader?" "Um, no." "Thank Jesus," she says, slapping her palm against the steering wheel. "I mean, you're kinda hot and all put together, so it can be hard to tell." She glances at me. "Rule number one at Sunset is that the cheerleaders suck hip." I laugh. "Isn't that the way it is everywhere?" "Pretty much," she says, nodding. "And I'm just warning you now. You are gonna be fresh meat. prick football players are gonna flock as soon as we hit the lot." "prick football players," I says. "So two things are the same everywhere." She holds up a fist. "Word, girlfriend." I bump her fist with mine and my stomach starts to unclench. As she drives, she fills me in on teachers and classes and other kids and what to expect. She doesn't have to tell me all of this, but I'm relaxing by the second as we go. We pull into the drive thru of a place called Seaside Coffee and she orders two large iced coffees. She might be my soulmate. By the time we get to the school, I'm almost nerve free. She whips the Mini through the parking lot and jerks it to a stop right in front of a painted parking stall. She points to it. "See that? They auction parking spots to seniors at the end of junior year and then you get to paint your spot. This is mine." "That is awesome," I say, looking at the pink and yellow sunset painted over a very blue ocean. "You did that?" "I did that," she says, proudly. "And no one else can put their hip in this spot all year." She pulls into the lot and we get out. The lot is nearly full and clusters of other kids are walking toward the concrete and glass building. "What are you doing tonight?" Bridget asks. "Tonight? Nothing. My dad has to work late." She grips my elbow. "Perfect. There's a back to school night down at The Hump." "The Hump?" "Place down by the beach," she says. "You're coming and I can show you." "I don't know if--" She squeezes my elbow. "You're coming, Presley." She stops walking and looks me right in the eye. "Look, when my mom asked if I could give her boss's daughter a ride because she was new, I thought you might end up being some little troll that didn't speak or, even worse, a cheerleader." She smiled. "But you're not. I know this has to suck, but I can make it suck a little less. So you're coming tonight." She pauses. "Where's your phone?" I pull it from my hip. "Give me your number," she says, whipping hers out. "So I can find you during the day and see how you're doing. And meet me here at twelve for lunch. It's open campus and we'll go get burgers. Cool?" She was taking care of every first day worry I had. I mean, I never went to a single party back in Virginia and now she's invited me to the first one of the year and making sure I'm not solo for lunch. "Yeah, totally. But you don't have to do this." I give her my number. "I'll be okay." "I want to," she says, then recites her number for me. She starts to say something else, but her eyes drift over my shoulder and her smile fades. "Okay. Test number one. Prick football players incoming." I turn around. Three boys, all in blue and white lettermen jackets, all large, all heading our way. The one in the middle has short dark hair, gray eyes, and shoulders like square blocks. They aren't quite as good looking as the boys I'd run into on the beach, but they're close. "Hey Bridge," the dark haired boy asks. "Who's your pal?" "This is Presley," she says. "Presley, these are the pricks." "So unfair and uptight," he says. "She got the d part right. I'm Derek. And this is Evan and this is Pritch." He winks at me. "Where exactly did you come from?" It's right then that I make the decision. At my old school, I would've shut up. I would've been too intimidated to say anything. But I don't have to be the same girl I was there. I can be someone new in Sunset Beach. "Her car?" I say. "Did you not see me get out of it?" I look at Bridget. "Every guy I've met here so far asks the dumbest questions." Bridget busts out laughing. Derek is red-faced and his friends look no less amused. "I'd be nice to me if I were you," he says. "I run this place and I can make or break your life here." "Feels like the only thing you run is your mouth," I say. Bridget links her arm with mine. "See you later, boys." She leads me away from them and leans into me. "You are going to fit in perfectly." I want nothing more than that to be true. | Fanta001 | 4 | https://www.facebook.com/61563419381683/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195068 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634323 | 1634 | a.deerfiction.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://a.deerfiction.com/ad/dG9wU3Rvcmllcy8zMjYwNTcvMjAyNDEwMTQxNzIyNDcvcGFnZQ==?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.1750506143587E+14 | Derf002 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463392243_1195630064881074_7935641555087592472_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=sakjlS-3TywQ7kNvgEaysI8&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Aomha5mTYpxuJmRx8KRwdVW&oh=00_AYBQ2TM6blvFWTmjOe0cjxlerpb4nPg7eG08sePs3f4CrA&oe=671446E0 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "Your mother and stepfather have been arrested for trafficking and driving around while being toxicated. Usually we need to find you a foster home, but your older brother already took custody." "Woah, slow down. I have a brother?" What in the name of jesus- this must be a joke, right? "You must be mistaken, I don't have siblings. None. Zero" "You have five older brother Isabella, the DNA-results just came in." He said with a small smile. What's there to smile about?! "FIVE?! Give me those stupid results!" Anger was building in my chest. Five brothers, five rich brothers who had their best lives while I was suffering my worst nightmare. __________ Hope Hope isn't a thing or an action. It's a feeling our brain gives us when reality seems to hard. A feeling it gives us when we lust for more. When you say 'I don't believe you' , there is still hope left somewhere in the back of your mind. When you say 'we're done!' you still hold on to that little hope back there, hoping they'll explain it, or apologize, or leave you alone. Trust Trust isn't a feeling your mind creates. It's a discription of an action. It describes the action when you put something of you in the hands of someone else. Some put their phone in your hands, some trust you with an essay but most people out there, put their heart in your hands. Betrayal When you trust somebody, when you put something in their hands and they simply just drop it. That's betrayal. Sometimes we don't even know that they betrayed us. We just feel disappointed or mad. Sometimes even sad or exhausted. But when our hearts are on the line, oh honey, you'll feel the betrayal. It can leave a scratch that will need time to heal. Or it will leave a scar. In both situations you search comfort. But without knowing, you lay your heart right back into that person's hands you search comfort in. And our circle has started again. I didn't. When a normal person would search comfort, I took my heart and put it behind walls higher than the sky. I simply just stopped the circle. No hope meant no trust, which means no. betrayal. I wasn't always like this. It was because of you. I put my heart in your hands and what did you do? You spit on it. You gave it to him and watched while he dropped my heart, picked it up just to be dropped again. You cut pieces out of it, made it bleed. You didn't feel sorry, you laughed. You enjoyed it. And the only question I'm asking is why? Why did you do that? Why did you smile? Why didn't you stop? Why didn't you protect me like you promised? Why did you let him to that to me? Why? Why did you break me, mother? BIEP BIEP BIEP The sound of my alarm went of and I jumped out of my bed. Bad move. I hiss in pain, remembering last night's events. I could feel almost every nerve in my body screaming for five more minutes of rest.My legs felt like jelly. Probably from too less sleep and too less food. Don't think I'm a girl who doesn't have an appetite, I love food. Scratch that, food loves me and I love food. It's a complicated relationship. My stepdad wasn't the best. But I couldn't complain. He made sure I got a roof above my head and had a meal every now and then. Well, sometimes. Okay way too less, but that doesn't matter. I wasn't dumb, I knew the way my mom and her boyfriend treated me wasn't right. But sometimes it's just easier to talk and think about it in a casual way. Thinking about it too hard would cause dark thoughts to reappear. I would find myself back into the darkest place of my mind and I promised myself to never go back there again. Ever. Life's a prick sometimes, but you just need to learn how to deal with it. Drawing has always been the best solution for me to express my feelings. I don't have good pencils and paper so I have to be creative with supplies. I took a mental note to look for something in the trash on my way back home. How longer the way back, how further away the daily confrontation with my parents. Slowly I walk to the corner of my room where my small amount of clothes lay. I changed from my too small pyjama into my jeans and sweater and walked quietly out of my room. Trying not to make a sound on the stairs is harder than it looks like. It's like when you want to be quiet, every sound is reinforced. I step on the last step almost succeeded in not making any sounds. Just on the last step, it makes a sound. I look up and whisper to no one in general "Really? The last one?" I roll my eyes and took the eggs and milk from the fridge. Salt en peper will do andddddd done. Scrambled eggs with a glass of milk, coffee and some toast. Should be enough right? I shove an apple fast into my bag so that I have something to eat for lunch. I had to do a lot of chores. Cleaning, washing, cooking. But most importantly, I had to make sure no one found out what happens here every night. At least if I want to stay alive. Hiding drugs and cleaning up broken glasses. Making up excuses and putting on a mask when we have someone over. The fact is, that I haven't take off that mask in years. I'm not the six-year-old girl who begged her mother to protect her. I'm not naive anymore. I'm not the little ten-year-old girl who cried herself to sleep every night. Well maybe I am still that ten-year-old girl... My mother ran away with me when I was a few months old. She said my father was way worse than my stepfather and that I should be grateful. Now fourteen years later, I doubt that. No siblings, no father only and mentally abusive mother and her boyfriend. Karma, if you're up there, please hurry up. I hurried my steps so I had more time to eat my breakfast. I look at the clock, and I see that I'm late. Guess that's no breakfast today. I hurried up and placed the two plates with eggs on the counter. Running to the door and taking my backpack on the way I ran to school. I'll deal with their complaints when I'm home. Right now I need to be out of here. If I'm not out of the house before they wake up, I can expect a 'too late' note for my first period and words from them that hurts like a knife. I skip school a lot. I switched my mother and stepfather's number to mine and a number that doesn't exist. In that way I can skip school without getting punished. Sometimes their words are getting too much and that makes me unable to sit through any period. A girl has to do what a girl has to do I guess. I mastered pretending being my mother pretty fast. Mental pat on the back. You probably think they found out after a while, not really. My principle is too dumb for that. Skipping school doesn't mean I fail my classes. I still value my education and only skip classes when it's getting too much and I know I can catch up with the material. Talking about school, I never got many friends. Bullies are on my daily schedule but I manage to ignore them. Sometimes not the easiest thing, but that's life. I never cared for them anyways, but that doesn't mean life would be so much easier without them pestering me all the time. Childish manners, really. Just because your shaft is small, David, doesn't mean you can bully people to make it look bigger. I arrived at school all gasping for breath and sweaty and the bell rang. Fantastic. I walked towards my first class, french. It's not like I care that I'm going to be late to my class. Did I told you I speak fluent french? My stepfather was raised in Paris and we went there every holiday when I was younger. After a while you catch up with the language. You can say all you want but french is a beautiful language. (Miss Mcfield, why are you interrupting my class?) "Mme Mcfield, pourquoi dรฉrangez-vous ma leรงon?" (My apologies, I promise it won't happen again.) "Mes excuses, je vous promets que cela ne se reproduira plus." (You always say that. Just go to your seat Miss Mcfield. You're lucky you're fluent.) "Vous dites toujours cela. Allez simplement ร votre place, Miss Mcfield. Vous avez de la chance de parler couramment." I gave Miss annoying a respectful smile and turned around to walk to my place. Once I sat down, I asked a pencil from a girl besides me. She tried to say something but decided against it and closed het mouth before giving me the pencil. One of David's buddies was about to comment something but I gave him my most beautifulest stare and he immediately turned back around. That's what I call a bimbo face. I started drawing on my desk and I got lost in my thoughts. Would my life be different if my biological father was in the picture? Where is he? Does he miss me? Does he knows I'm alive? Does he hate me? What kind of father would he be? Would he like me? Maybe take me in? Would he protect me from the monster that I barely call a mother? My thoughts were interrupted by Miss annoying. (I'm sorry, is my class not interesting enough?) "Je suis dรฉsolรฉ, ma leรงon n'est-elle pas assez intรฉressante?" she says with a irritated look on her face. (My apologies.) "Je suis dรฉsolรฉe, Mme" Suddenly, a sound went through the building, indicating that the principle was about to give a message through the speakers of our school. My heart stopped beating for a minute when he annonced that he was expecting me in his office, now. Why would the principal want to speak to me? Did he found out about the phone numbers? No, that would be impossible. It has to be something else, but what? I mentally tried to slow down my thoughts as I stood up with shaking legs. Miss annoying kept looking down at me while I was making my way through the door. Okay call yourself down, Isabella. Maybe he just wants a cup of tea. Yeah right. Even I wouldn't believe that. I walked towards the office of my principale. Think Bella think. What did you do? It doesn't matter, just don't give yourself away and see what he has to say. Before I entered I took a deep breath. I stepped inside and Mr Langfort, our principale, gestured me to sit down. I hesitantly took the seat and sat down. "I'm going to be straight forward with you Isabella, your parents have been arrested" Not what I was expecting- "Wh-what?" This was wrong, so wrong, yet it feels so right. I took my time to let this new information sink in. I'm free. Wait, but for how long? "What happened? Why are they arrested?" I said after a while. "They have been caught dealing drugs, then your father tried to wound a police officer and both your parents were drunk. I'm afraid that they'll be in prison for a while. That is, if they don't get away with it. They have pretty good lawyers." "What's going to happen now? With me? Will I be send to a froster home?" "Unfortunately, I can't answer your first question. All I know is that you won't be part of the trial in any way. I understand this information is hard to process, Isabella." He explained to me with sorrow eyes. This is not good. This is not good. This is bad, really bad. If I just ran away tonight, stay low for about four years and then built my life up again with a new identity? That'll work... right? I mean if my parents really were getting a trial at court, it's only a matter of time before my mother's boyfriend speaks so low of me it will raise questions. Question I never want to answer. What was I even suppose to answer? Yeah, that's correct. They both treated me bad and abondonned me way too much for a kid. Oh don't forget the silly nicknames and amazing convo's we had every night. Oh oh and the remarks here and there, what about the constant food I got? Yeah, those were the good times. "Don't worry about a foster home, your older brother already took custody of you and he's-" "Woah, slow down. I have a brother?" What in the name of jesus- this must be a joke, right? "You must be mistaken, I don't have siblings. None. Zero" "You have five older brother Isabella, the DNA-results just came in." He said with a small smile. What's there to smile about?! "FIVE?! Give me those stupid results!" I snatched that paper that he was going to hand me and I looked at it with big eyes. Anger was building in my chest. Five brothers, five rich brothers who had their best lives while I was suffering my worst nightmare. No, it wasn't their fault. Remember your promise Bella. Never hurt the innocent. They just- didn't know. "This is a joke right? Mr. Langfort I didn't think you had it in you, good prank, I must say." "Isabella this is very serious. I would never joke about this." He looked at me with pity. I hate pity "You know what? I'll call your oldest brother Lorenzo. Maybe it's better if you here it from him." he dialed in a number and laid the phone on his desk on speaker. "Mr Langfort, what can I do for you? You know my time is precious. This better be good." one of the most coldest voices I've ever heard spoke to my principale. A shiver went through me but I quickly covered it up. "My apologies Mr Castillo, it's about your sister." "Speak." His voice changed from cold to even colder and darker than before. My heart made a jump. That was my brother. The unknown man who was now my guardian. A man I had to live with for another three years at least. Mr Langfort looked at me and I knew it was my turn to speak. Here goes nothing "Lorenzo?" I coughed, I didn't like it thaty voice was so weak. "Isabella..." He sounded relieved, and hopeful. But still cold. "Sooo, we're siblings?" "Did Kia- your mother not tell you about us?" "Not really..." I sighed, this makes everything so much more complicated. "Me Langfort, would you mind giving us a minute?" I spoke softly to him. "Miss Mcfield-" he started but one cough from the other side of the phone was enough to shut him up. When he finally left us alone, I started talking again. "Look, you don't need to take me in just because you feel pity for me. I'll manage fine on my own. I always do." I couldn't suppress my anger at the end of my sentence. There's no way he missed that. I wasn't angry at him, more angry aty parents for putting us both in this situation. "You have every right to be mad Isabella, but you are my responsibility, it is my job, and the job of your other brothers to keep you safe and take care of you. No place for discussion." He said the last sentence so cold I could almost feel a cold wind. A voice I can't argue with. Yet "Fine" I mumbled "Speak up cariรฑo" They speak another language? It sounds like spanish or Italian. "Fine" I said a little louder. "Good. Now you're going home and pack everything. There will be a cab picking you up in two hours. She'll take you to the airport and there will be a man waiting for you. His name is Emilio, he's your third oldest brother." His voice turned off, just like this was a business deal. I was kinda excited to have five older brothers, but mostly scared. Really scared. You can be the strongest person on earth, but being treated your whole life by my mother and her boyfriend's ways has his scars. "Oh and Isabella?" "Yeah?" "Your last name is now Castillo, it always was. Don't be afraid to tell people that you're a Castillo, okay?" I'm sorry, did I get that right? Was that concern? If he's acting, he's good at it. I should take some classes from him. "Okay" Come Bella, you're not a scared kitten. Just say it you idiot Now? No just wait a little more. "Lorenzo?" "Lorenzo?" He hung up. I sighed and took the phone back to the principale. He gave me a knowing look and I left the school. I'm free. It's finally over. At least I hope, let's hope my brothers aren't like my stepfather Logan. The whole walk to my house was overwhelming. Reality hit me in the face and I started to panic. Five brothers... I almost had a panic attack in the middle of the road. I hate being so weak. I had been through worse, come on Bella, you got this! I opened the door and all the memories crash upon me like a train. A single tear escaped my left eye. I don't know it's because of all the scars they gave me, or because of relief. Let's hope it's the second reason. I ran upstairs and took a bag and put in all the things I had. My clothes and Mr snuffles. He's been always by my side. I don't think my mother gave it to me. I guess I got it from my father or my brothers... Mental note to ask them. Mr snuffles at your service: I looked at the time and I still got some time left. I guess I'll take a nap. Every minute of nap-time counts! I sat my alarm so I wouldn't sleep through the doorbell. Yeah because that makes sense. Soon my eyes felt heavy and felt into a dreamless sleep. After a too short time, my alarm went off. Being the grumpy me, I almost smashed my alarm in two. I don't have a phone so I use the bed alarm thingy. The sound that thing makes, makes even God want to destroy it. Seriously, it should be illegal. I got up and just on time the doorbell went. I took my bag from behind me and opened the door. There was this older woman with a sweet smile on her face. Smiles can be faked, Bella. "Hi sweetie! I'm Amanda, Mr Castillo hired me to pick you up and bring you to the airport" I simply nodded and went with her to the airport. I didn't say a word and I caught her staring at me a few times. I couldn't see what expression she had but it was scary. At least for me. We drove another way then the signs said and now panic was racing in me. "Ma'am I think you just missed, we needed to go right." I pulled out my cold voice and I could see she was surprised. "You sure are your brother's sister. Such a strong little lady! Don't worry dear, we're just driving to your brother's private arena" Wait what? Private arena? How wealthy are these guys? Just like she told me we entered a gate with four guards in front. When they saw the car they said something in the earpiece and the gate went open. I could only watch with open mouth. In the name of the lord- "Close that little mouth of yours dear, I don't think you want to eat some flies now do you?" I quickly closed my mouth and looked back outside the window. We were driving in a beautiful parking. Cars, motorbikes and planes were lined up from small to big. Everywhere you could read 'Castillo' on the parking. The cars even got special license plates. What the actual- "We're here dear!" She opened my door and I gave her a look like she just turned into a dog. She chuckled lightly and gestured me to get out. I took my bag and gave her one last look before my eyes met the exact same color as mine. Emilio... He looked exactly like me. He was huge! I thnk around the 6'3. I looked at him with big eyes and I could see he was as surprised as me. He quickly changed back to his normal expression and walked towards me. "Isabella... You've grown so beautiful..." "Erm- you too?" I asked more than I planned to. I was mentally face slapping me. 'You too?' What Bella? Ugh, this is going to be harder than I thought. A low chuckle took my attention and my eyes met again with those of Emilio. "Sorry, I'm not very good at compliments" I mumbled "I'm afraid you'll have to get use to it loca" "Loca?" What is it with these people and Spanish/Italian/Chinese nicknames? "I used to call you that before you...left. You were one crazy baby" A smile broke down on his face but changed into a sad frown. I guess they missed me. Now I feel guilty about not remembering them, or not knowing that they existed. "Erm, I guess that's sweet" Sweet? seriously what's wrong with me today? "So, how old are you?" Really? Small talk? What have I become? "Twenty, loca. You'll meet the other brothers when we're home and I'll tell you everything you need to know." "So all of you talk Spanish or Italian or whatever language that is." he chuckled and went with his hand through his hair. His hair that also looks exactly like mine and exactly like mom's. "Pretty much. Dad was raised in Spain and moved to San Diego. We all picked up the language pretty quickly." "That's cool. Wait San Diego? You're living in San Diego? I heard that place is beautiful!" "It is loca. Can't wait to show you the beaches. But we need to go. Come on hop in!" A small smile made its way to my face. He looked weird at my small bag. He must think I'm poor. Well I actually was because I never got money, and mom never spent money for me so. "It's more than it looks like" I tried to reason, but he didn't change the look on his face. He didn't quiet believe it but he didn't question me further. He sighed and guided me to the private plane. "How long is the flight?" "A little more than five hours. Try to get some sleep loca. It's been a hard day for you." I don't know if I should be flattered because he showed that he cares about me. Or at least I think so. Or I should be scared I'm going to fly in a private jet all alone with someone I don't know. That someone being a twenty years old man, all muscle, probably double size of me, and super scary. Yeah I'm going to die. Isabella The plane flight was... interesting. We talked about my brothers. I already knew Lorenzo was the oldest. He told me he was 26 and after him came Matteo. He had studied medicine and bound to be smart so I had to be extra careful around him. Matteo is 23 and is followed by Emilio being 20. Emilio loves cars. And when I say love I mean love. He couldn't stop talking about it and it was honestly so cute. I could listen to him talking about cars all day. No. No no no, no attachments After Emilio, you have the eighteen years old twins. Rodrigo and then Riccardo. Riccardo being the smart one and Rodrigo being the aggressive one. Honestly I think Rodrigo scares me the most so I need to keep my distance from him. "Enough talking loca, let's get you to sleep." "I'm fifteen, not seven. I'll be fine" A sigh escaped his mouth and he smiled weakly at me. "I know baby, you just look exhausted and I want you to be as fresh as you can. Please, for me?" I don't even know the guy. What did he expect? A small sigh left me. There's no way I'm going to sleep next to a stranger. We may be blood, but that doesn't make you automatically family. "I'm not that exhausted" Lies. I haven't had a good night rest in months. "Fine, do you want to eat something? I'm sure we can find you something!" He said as he already stood up, not even waiting for my answer "Some food would be nice...?" I carefully asked. He chuckled. "Come on, we'll find you something" We walked to a little door. He opened it and let me go in first. Perfect spot to kill someone. He switched on the lights and all I saw was delicious food. From apples to pineapple. From sandwiches to cupcakes. From ice cream to pizza's. Hello heaven. "Can I have one of all?" He started cracking up. He actually laughed. I made him laugh? That feels...nice. He has a nice laugh. And I caused it. Nice. "Seems like we got another food lover." "Excuse me, who doesn't love food?" I turned around to face him and gave him a fake disgusting look. He smiled while shaking his head. "Take whatever you want, don't be shy to take everything loca" My eyes grew bigger and a smile was placed on my lips. It seems like Emilio saw my eyes light up what cause his lips to turn also in a smile. I took some strawberries and some Nutella. You probably already know what I'm about to do. Come to momma sweeties. Emilio sat on the couch right in front of the tv and was starting up a game. I sat across him, longing to my snack. I heard Emilio chuckle and I looked up. He patted the seat next to him. He's your brother, he won't do anything. Right? I gulped, but this didn't went unnoticed by him. A flash of hurt and concern flew through his eyes. He gave me a warm smile, trying to reassure me and weirdly, it worked. Slowly I sat beside him and I focused my gaze on my food. He's your brother, you'll be fine. Deep breaths. In and out. Talking to him was easy, almost like normal. But sitting beside him is another story. "Hey, loca are you okay?" He asked carefully after a few moments of silence. "Yeah, I just- got lost in my thoughts." I gave him a small smile. He looks like he doesn't 100% believe me, but he didn't ask further. He settled deeper into the couch and paused his game. He took me, causing me to gasp, and placed me between his legs. He took his controller and wrapped his arms around me. His chin resting on my shoulder. He pressed play and continued to play his game. "Go on, loca. I'm not stopping you from eating." I ignored my anxiety coming up and the tightness in my chest. I actually felt safe between his arms. I focussed on slowing down my breath and tried summing up everything new I saw around me. After a few moments I had calmed myself down again and honestly, I couldn't be more proud of myself I let myself relax in his arms and he noticed my body relax. The corners of his mouth softly go up and I couldn't suppress a smile either. Let me get this straight: Just because I felt safe and pushed away my anxiety doesn't mean I trust him. It means I let him in the first layer. The first layer of many. I ate my strawberries-nutella snack in peace while watching him play his game. When I was full I tried to put the strawberries and the Nutella back into the little room they came from. "Just put them on the table, love. You're not getting out of my grip." I laughed shyly, but in reality that actually scared me. Sounds silly I know, I can't help it. This whole act is just a masker. A masker to hide the scared little girl inside. A masker I need to wear 24/7 around these people. I put everything on the table before us and right after Emilio pulled me back between his legs. I pulled my knees up so they touched my chin and put my arms around them, Emilio putting his arms around mine. I watched Emilio play for a while. Neither of us said a word, other than Emilio cursing in his language because he got hit or missed a shot. It's quite funny to watch him play. Without knowing I felt my eyelids getting heavier and heavier. No, I need to stay awake. I was fighting sleep, not an easy fight if I say so. Emilio saw that I was on the point on falling asleep. "Don't fight it loca, get some sleep. I'll be here all the time. Close those sleepy eyes." He whispered to me. He drew little circles on my back, causing me to fall deeper in my sleep and soon I was in a deep, sweet slumber. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Loca, we're here. Wakey wakey." A soft voice spoke to me, I didn't remember going home from school... Someone was now stroking my cheek what made me fall back to sleep. "That was not the plan" I felt myself being lift up and pulled into strong arms. I couldn't help but snuggle deeper in this warm, relaxing scent. A low chuckle left the persons mouth. A man chuckle. A unknown man. My eyes snapped open. "Shhhh, it's just me, your brother Emilio. Go back to sleep loca." My body immediately relaxed and I just let it all happen. All the memories came back and I felt like I was on the edge. So much has happened today and I'm exhausted. I'm done fighting for today. I need sleep, mentally and physically. Just like that, I fell back again into the hole of a deep sleep. The only thing I could hear was "Sleep well, loca" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A door opened and closed again. Then I hear a door next to me open. I slowly opened my eyes and saw that Emilio was towering over me, ready to pick me up. "Hey there sleepy head. Let's get you inside. It's six pm, you're probably hungry." Did he mentioned food? I think he just did. Okay, react normal, not like a starved animal. My eyes automatically opened more and I began to sit straighter. Emilio looked at me with amusement and let out a little chuckle "You're really Rodrigo's sister, aren't you?" Rodrigo. That's the scary one. Does that means mister scary pants loves food? Looks like mister scary pants isn't as bad and scary as I thought. I jumped out of the car and almost bumped into Emilio's back. I rubbed my nose as I cursed him in my head. Yeez, way to give a girl a nose bleeding. "Let's get going, the others are waiting." I froze instantly. I was not prepared to meet four other men. Four scary, unknown, taller, stronger men. I didn't think this through. I wasn't expecting to meet them this soon. I thought I still had time. Emilio probably noticed my nervous body posture because he took a step towards me with a soothing expression on his face. "You'll be fine loca. They'll love you. I know they will." He took my hand and softly pulled me behind him. Slowly, we made our way to the building in front of us and I finally let my eyes take in the beautiful building. I didn't even noticed that we went through a huge black gate with golden accents, surrounded with a beautiful high hedge. A large path led us to the frontdoor. The front yard was filled with threes and flowers. And in the right corner I could see a huge driveway. Dang, what are these people doing for a living? I could almost smell the expense of the house. If I would lick it, I'm sure it would also taste like expensive stuff. Emilio pushed open the frontdoor and as we entered, my mouth fell even more open. A wooden floor with marble and black accents. White walls filled with thousands photos. A huge world map on the other wall and a huge white chandelier was hanging above us. Two big, wide stairs were coming from the first floor down in the hallway. At the top of the stairs was a gigantic balcony. This place was a freaking palace! "Come on, I'll bring you to your room. Then we'll have a tour and then we can get you some food, how does that sounds?" He looked down at me with amusement in his eyes. When I say that he looked down, he looked actually down. He's towering my 5'4 with ease. Stupid giant people. "You had me at food, the rest I didn't hear." I said honestly. He threw his head in his neck and started laughing. That already the second time. Maybe I really need to try my luck again on the stand-up comedian career. "You, my loca, are one of a kind. Let's go" We walked upstairs and then took another stairs what led us to the second floor. "Here are all the bedrooms, each one with their own bathrooms. On the other side of the hallway there is a second kitchen and five spare rooms." I looked at him like he just ate his finger. I'm sorry, five spare rooms? Okay that's just not rich level, that's just Bill Gates level. "Our rooms are in the order of our age, first you have Lorenzo, on the other side you have Matteo. I sleep next to Lorenzo and Rodrigo sleeps next to Matteo. Riccardo sleeps next to me what means you'll sleep next to Rodrigo." Well isn't that great? Ugh, amazing. We walked towards a door that should be the door to my room and I was speechless. Holy mother of gods. "I'll leave you alone for now. Dinner will be ready in one hour. I'll come get you okay? After dinner I'll show you around on the first floor. If you want to change something to your room, don't be afraid to ask it. " | Derf002 | 114 | https://www.facebook.com/100095537683257/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. โ The prick is blocking the sun. I'm lying on the beach on the last day before the first day of my senior year, trying to darken my skin for one more day before school starts. Given that my father moved me to Sunset Beach at the end of my junior year, all the way across the country from my old home in Virginia, I didn't have much else to do. I don't know a single person in town and I'm already anxious about the first day tomorrow, wondering if anyone will even talk to me or if I'll be forced stare at my phone all day in an attempt to not acknowledge the fact that I'm the new girl in school. But now The prick is blocking my sun. I call him that because he walks like that guy. Chest out, like he owns the beach. He's phenomenal looking and he knows it and he knows the rest of us know it. Everything is easy for him, even walking in the sand. So I already know he's gonna be The prick. "You're new," he says. "To the planet?" I say. "No. I'm not." He smiles and his teeth are snow white against his bronze skin and his sun pecked blonde hair. His jaw could cut stone and his eyes are bluer than the ocean behind him. The surfboard under his arms looks nearly as hard as the ripples in his abs. The prick is smoking hot. "New and funny," he says. "What a combo." He turns over his shoulder. "Brett, we've got a funny one." Brett trudges up sand and plants his board in the sand next to The prick. Brett is almost as good looking. An inch shorter, dark hair, green eyes, a chest like a cutting board. Barbed wire tattooed around each of his biceps. He didn't smile. "Funny chicks are usually pains in my hip." "I like funny chicks," another guy says, coming up on The prick's left. "They usually don't think twice about giving it up." Third Guy is in a tie for second with Brett for best looking. Shoulder length brown hair, broad shoulders, eyes that matched his hair. All three of them are wet, having just come from the ocean and their waves. I'd seen them out on the water, envious of how they moved on their boards. I can surf, the result of summer trips to Florida when I was younger, but I'm not that good. "Where you from, New Girl?" The prick asks. "Not sure it's any of your business," I say. His smile darkens just a fraction. "You're kind of rude." "And you're blocking my sun." He jams his board into the sand, standing it on end. "Just trying to be friendly." "I think you're doing it wrong." Third Guy chuckles. The prick just stares at me. I look around. There are other people on the beach, but not near us. It becomes super clear to me that I'm on my own with the three of them. And I realize I'm uncomfortable. But I can't help myself. "And I think you're a prick," I say to Brett. He laughs, like he's heard that a million times. "I'll show you a prick if you wanna see one, honey." "Not interested," I say. "You will be," he says. "You still haven't answered the question," The prick says. I stare back at him. Jesus, is he good looking. Stop-what-you're-doing-and-fantasize good looking. "I'm aware." "It's not a hard question," he says. "Maybe she wants something hard, though," Third Guy says. I look at him. "Not sure you're up for the job, Champ." Third Guy doesn't like that and shuffles closer in the sand. "How about if we see?" Now, I'm for real uncomfortable. I sit up. I throw my keys and sandals in my bag and stand up. None of them move, eyeing me like I'm dinner. "This has been fun, boys," I say. "But I think I'm going home." The prick finally takes notice of my beat up surfboard next to my towel. He pushes the edge of it with his sand covered toe. "This yours?" "What gave it away?" I ask. He picks it up by the nose, gives it the once over, then lets it fall back to the sand. "It's a prick." "Takes one to know one," I say, picking up my towel and shaking it out. Third Guy and Brett back up, The prick holds his ground. The prick smiles. My stomach flips, then flops, then flips some more. Why does he have to be so good looking? "Happy to teach you how to ride," he says. His pals snicker. "I'm good," I say, picking up my board. "I think I'll have to be the judge of that," The prick says. "Good luck with that." "I don't need luck, honey," he says and tilts his head to the side. Drops of water from the ocean glisten on his perfect chest. "I take what I want when I want it." I pull my shorts on over my bikini bottoms. "No need to cover up the show," Brett says. "You don't have tickets," I say, grabbing my bag and picking up my board. "What a mouth," Third Guy says. "I wonder if it can do other things besides talk." Brett laughs, but The prick just keeps staring at me, trying to melt me with those blue eyes. It's almost working. "It can," I say. "But unfortunately for you, it doesn't go anywhere near prick." Third Guy glowers at me. The corner of The prick's perfect mouth turns upward into something that almost looks like a smile. But there's something about it that feels more threatening than friendly. It's ninety something degrees out but suddenly I'm chilled. I sling the bag over my shoulder. "I wish I could say it's been a pleasure, but I don't like to lie. See you around." I turn to go. "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. "Presley! Are you about ready?" I'm not ready. It's the next morning and I'm standing in front of the mirror, trying to convince myself that I'm ready for the first day of my senior year at a new high school. I've braided my long brown hair and pulled on the yellow linen tank top and my favorite denim skirt. I spent an extra twenty minutes on my makeup, trying to make sure it looked like I didn't spend an extra twenty minutes on my makeup. Silver sandals on my feet. I look good and if it had been the first day back at my old school, I would've at least felt like I knew what I was doing. I would've been driving to school on my own, stopping at the coffee shop on the way to school, getting my drink, and praying that my last year wouldn't suck as bad as my first three years did. Instead, I am hiding in my room, avoiding my dad's pleas to come out so he can drop me off at his paralegal's house so that woman's daughter can drive me to school. Have I mentioned I've never met this girl? "Presley!" he yells. "We gotta go!" "I'm coming," I say. I sigh, check the mirror one last time, and grab my backpack. I throw it over my shoulder and look at the mirror again. "Please don't let today suck," I say. My father is waiting at the bottom of the stairs. He's wearing a dark navy suit, light blue shirt, and a red tie. His dark hair is flecked with gray and he's good looking for a dad, according to my friends. My mother, however, thought that the lawyer she worked for was better looking, so she left him and moved to Washington. So it's me and my dad and that's okay most of the time. He tries, but he's also busy trying to get his new law practice off the ground. The reason we moved to Sunset Beach from Virginia was because he was able to snag one giant client and it would mean steady work for the next two years. The client lives in Sunset Beach and he wants to be near him for meetings and stuff like that. He pitched it to me as living near the beach and all the fun we'd be able to have, but I knew that any fun that I found would be most likely on my own. But it's still way better than living with my mom. And I'm hoping it'll be different for me here. He looks up at me. "We're going to be late, Pres. Come on." "Sorry," I mumble. "Did you eat?" he asks. "No, I'm fine," I say. "You can grab a granola bar or something." I shake my head. "I'm fine." He smiled. "Senior year. Are you ready?" "Nope." "Come on, it'll be good." "Sure," I say, avoiding his eyes. He sighs and we head to the garage to climb into his green Audi Q5. My dad has money. He just wants more of it. He lost some of it in the divorce, but he's determined to make it all back and then some. We live in a great house six blocks from the ocean now and I don't have to worry about much. Other than having friends my senior of high school. "Claire's daughter said she was happy to take you," he explains as we drive. "I just thought that might be better than showing up alone on the first day." "Okay." We stop at the red light and he looks at me. "You look great." "Thanks." There's an awkward pause. "I know this is all hard, but it'll be okay," he says. "You just have to give it a chance. I know you miss your friends. But did it suck to spend the last two weeks at the beach?" Well, I didn't really have friends to miss, Dad, because I was loner there. "No," I say. "It was good." "Your tan looks good anyway." I don't say anything and the light changes to green. The car lurches forward. "I appreciate you doing all of this, Pres," he says. "You could've made it harder on me, but you didn't. I know it's not the plan you had, but thank you for giving it a chance." I'm not sure I had another choice. Claire's house is five minutes from ours, a cut yellow bungalow with a perfectly cut yard out frond and roses of nearly color beneath the front window. A gleaming white Mini Cooper is idling in the driveway and I can see a shadowed head inside of it. "That's Bridget there," my dad says, pointing at the car. "Claire texted me and said she'd be in her car, waiting." My stomach ties into one gigantic knot. "Okay." My dad puts his hand on my shoulder. "It's gonna be great. It'll feel like you've been here for forever before you know it. I promise." I pick my bag up off the floor. "I know. You're right. I'll see you tonight." "I'll probably be late," he says. "So don't worry about dinner for me." I get out of the car and stare at the Mini idling in the driveway. All kinds of awkward. I close the door, give my dad a half wave, and make the death march over to my ride. I'm not sure what I'm expecting, but Bridget isn't it. I peer in the window of the car and she's looking over at me, smiling. She reaches over and pushes the door open. "Presley?" she says. "I'm Bridget." "Hey," I say. "Nice to meet you." "If you get in now, we've still got time to get coffee on our way," she says. "If you like coffee?" It's like I've been given a lifeline. I slide into the seat. "I would love coffee." She laughs. "I can barely function without it." Bridget is knock out gorgeous. Jet black hair to the middle of her back, a tight red v-necked T-shirt with perfect curves underneath. Denim shorts that show off her long legs. She smells like the roses in her front yard. "I appreciate the ride," I say as we back out. "I know this is weird." "Please," she says, eyeing the mirror. "Can't imagine having to do the first day at Sunset Beach on your own, particularly senior year." She smiles again. "This way I can point you in the right directions so you don't waste your time going in the wrong ones." "That would be awesome." "Don't be offended by this," she says. "Are you a cheerleader?" "Um, no." "Thank Jesus," she says, slapping her palm against the steering wheel. "I mean, you're kinda hot and all put together, so it can be hard to tell." She glances at me. "Rule number one at Sunset is that the cheerleaders suck hip." I laugh. "Isn't that the way it is everywhere?" "Pretty much," she says, nodding. "And I'm just warning you now. You are gonna be fresh meat. prick football players are gonna flock as soon as we hit the lot." "prick football players," I says. "So two things are the same everywhere." She holds up a fist. "Word, girlfriend." I bump her fist with mine and my stomach starts to unclench. As she drives, she fills me in on teachers and classes and other kids and what to expect. She doesn't have to tell me all of this, but I'm relaxing by the second as we go. We pull into the drive thru of a place called Seaside Coffee and she orders two large iced coffees. She might be my soulmate. By the time we get to the school, I'm almost nerve free. She whips the Mini through the parking lot and jerks it to a stop right in front of a painted parking stall. She points to it. "See that? They auction parking spots to seniors at the end of junior year and then you get to paint your spot. This is mine." "That is awesome," I say, looking at the pink and yellow sunset painted over a very blue ocean. "You did that?" "I did that," she says, proudly. "And no one else can put their hip in this spot all year." She pulls into the lot and we get out. The lot is nearly full and clusters of other kids are walking toward the concrete and glass building. "What are you doing tonight?" Bridget asks. "Tonight? Nothing. My dad has to work late." She grips my elbow. "Perfect. There's a back to school night down at The Hump." "The Hump?" "Place down by the beach," she says. "You're coming and I can show you." "I don't know if--" She squeezes my elbow. "You're coming, Presley." She stops walking and looks me right in the eye. "Look, when my mom asked if I could give her boss's daughter a ride because she was new, I thought you might end up being some little troll that didn't speak or, even worse, a cheerleader." She smiled. "But you're not. I know this has to suck, but I can make it suck a little less. So you're coming tonight." She pauses. "Where's your phone?" I pull it from my hip. "Give me your number," she says, whipping hers out. "So I can find you during the day and see how you're doing. And meet me here at twelve for lunch. It's open campus and we'll go get burgers. Cool?" She was taking care of every first day worry I had. I mean, I never went to a single party back in Virginia and now she's invited me to the first one of the year and making sure I'm not solo for lunch. "Yeah, totally. But you don't have to do this." I give her my number. "I'll be okay." "I want to," she says, then recites her number for me. She starts to say something else, but her eyes drift over my shoulder and her smile fades. "Okay. Test number one. Prick football players incoming." I turn around. Three boys, all in blue and white lettermen jackets, all large, all heading our way. The one in the middle has short dark hair, gray eyes, and shoulders like square blocks. They aren't quite as good looking as the boys I'd run into on the beach, but they're close. "Hey Bridge," the dark haired boy asks. "Who's your pal?" "This is Presley," she says. "Presley, these are the pricks." "So unfair and uptight," he says. "She got the d part right. I'm Derek. And this is Evan and this is Pritch." He winks at me. "Where exactly did you come from?" It's right then that I make the decision. At my old school, I would've shut up. I would've been too intimidated to say anything. But I don't have to be the same girl I was there. I can be someone new in Sunset Beach. "Her car?" I say. "Did you not see me get out of it?" I look at Bridget. "Every guy I've met here so far asks the dumbest questions." Bridget busts out laughing. Derek is red-faced and his friends look no less amused. "I'd be nice to me if I were you," he says. "I run this place and I can make or break your life here." "Feels like the only thing you run is your mouth," I say. Bridget links her arm with mine. "See you later, boys." She leads me away from them and leans into me. "You are going to fit in perfectly." I want nothing more than that to be true. | Fanta001 | 4 | https://www.facebook.com/61563419381683/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. Axel. The look on his face confused me but I didn't have time to think about it before my world went black. | Wha002 | 58 | https://www.facebook.com/61554783541379/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195114 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004052 | 1746634323 | 1634 | b.myfantasyapp.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://b.myfantasyapp.com/ad/bXlmYW50YXN5LzMyNTQ2OS8yMDI0MTAxNDEwMjU1Ni9wYWdl?adid={{ad.id}} | 4.1868250131908E+14 | Fanta001 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462928523_1441785839842265_6392617744736901921_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Pht7IhfvnLcQ7kNvgG1DcmU&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AYFMlwHrxpvvr6HRuMvDgmV&oh=00_AYAfVQn0OfJde9SNOe0dAD3iQw9oa5doi-SB81KC-StdSQ&oe=671461C1 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. โ The prick is blocking the sun. I'm lying on the beach on the last day before the first day of my senior year, trying to darken my skin for one more day before school starts. Given that my father moved me to Sunset Beach at the end of my junior year, all the way across the country from my old home in Virginia, I didn't have much else to do. I don't know a single person in town and I'm already anxious about the first day tomorrow, wondering if anyone will even talk to me or if I'll be forced stare at my phone all day in an attempt to not acknowledge the fact that I'm the new girl in school. But now The prick is blocking my sun. I call him that because he walks like that guy. Chest out, like he owns the beach. He's phenomenal looking and he knows it and he knows the rest of us know it. Everything is easy for him, even walking in the sand. So I already know he's gonna be The prick. "You're new," he says. "To the planet?" I say. "No. I'm not." He smiles and his teeth are snow white against his bronze skin and his sun pecked blonde hair. His jaw could cut stone and his eyes are bluer than the ocean behind him. The surfboard under his arms looks nearly as hard as the ripples in his abs. The prick is smoking hot. "New and funny," he says. "What a combo." He turns over his shoulder. "Brett, we've got a funny one." Brett trudges up sand and plants his board in the sand next to The prick. Brett is almost as good looking. An inch shorter, dark hair, green eyes, a chest like a cutting board. Barbed wire tattooed around each of his biceps. He didn't smile. "Funny chicks are usually pains in my hip." "I like funny chicks," another guy says, coming up on The prick's left. "They usually don't think twice about giving it up." Third Guy is in a tie for second with Brett for best looking. Shoulder length brown hair, broad shoulders, eyes that matched his hair. All three of them are wet, having just come from the ocean and their waves. I'd seen them out on the water, envious of how they moved on their boards. I can surf, the result of summer trips to Florida when I was younger, but I'm not that good. "Where you from, New Girl?" The prick asks. "Not sure it's any of your business," I say. His smile darkens just a fraction. "You're kind of rude." "And you're blocking my sun." He jams his board into the sand, standing it on end. "Just trying to be friendly." "I think you're doing it wrong." Third Guy chuckles. The prick just stares at me. I look around. There are other people on the beach, but not near us. It becomes super clear to me that I'm on my own with the three of them. And I realize I'm uncomfortable. But I can't help myself. "And I think you're a prick," I say to Brett. He laughs, like he's heard that a million times. "I'll show you a prick if you wanna see one, honey." "Not interested," I say. "You will be," he says. "You still haven't answered the question," The prick says. I stare back at him. Jesus, is he good looking. Stop-what-you're-doing-and-fantasize good looking. "I'm aware." "It's not a hard question," he says. "Maybe she wants something hard, though," Third Guy says. I look at him. "Not sure you're up for the job, Champ." Third Guy doesn't like that and shuffles closer in the sand. "How about if we see?" Now, I'm for real uncomfortable. I sit up. I throw my keys and sandals in my bag and stand up. None of them move, eyeing me like I'm dinner. "This has been fun, boys," I say. "But I think I'm going home." The prick finally takes notice of my beat up surfboard next to my towel. He pushes the edge of it with his sand covered toe. "This yours?" "What gave it away?" I ask. He picks it up by the nose, gives it the once over, then lets it fall back to the sand. "It's a prick." "Takes one to know one," I say, picking up my towel and shaking it out. Third Guy and Brett back up, The prick holds his ground. The prick smiles. My stomach flips, then flops, then flips some more. Why does he have to be so good looking? "Happy to teach you how to ride," he says. His pals snicker. "I'm good," I say, picking up my board. "I think I'll have to be the judge of that," The prick says. "Good luck with that." "I don't need luck, honey," he says and tilts his head to the side. Drops of water from the ocean glisten on his perfect chest. "I take what I want when I want it." I pull my shorts on over my bikini bottoms. "No need to cover up the show," Brett says. "You don't have tickets," I say, grabbing my bag and picking up my board. "What a mouth," Third Guy says. "I wonder if it can do other things besides talk." Brett laughs, but The prick just keeps staring at me, trying to melt me with those blue eyes. It's almost working. "It can," I say. "But unfortunately for you, it doesn't go anywhere near prick." Third Guy glowers at me. The corner of The prick's perfect mouth turns upward into something that almost looks like a smile. But there's something about it that feels more threatening than friendly. It's ninety something degrees out but suddenly I'm chilled. I sling the bag over my shoulder. "I wish I could say it's been a pleasure, but I don't like to lie. See you around." I turn to go. "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. "Presley! Are you about ready?" I'm not ready. It's the next morning and I'm standing in front of the mirror, trying to convince myself that I'm ready for the first day of my senior year at a new high school. I've braided my long brown hair and pulled on the yellow linen tank top and my favorite denim skirt. I spent an extra twenty minutes on my makeup, trying to make sure it looked like I didn't spend an extra twenty minutes on my makeup. Silver sandals on my feet. I look good and if it had been the first day back at my old school, I would've at least felt like I knew what I was doing. I would've been driving to school on my own, stopping at the coffee shop on the way to school, getting my drink, and praying that my last year wouldn't suck as bad as my first three years did. Instead, I am hiding in my room, avoiding my dad's pleas to come out so he can drop me off at his paralegal's house so that woman's daughter can drive me to school. Have I mentioned I've never met this girl? "Presley!" he yells. "We gotta go!" "I'm coming," I say. I sigh, check the mirror one last time, and grab my backpack. I throw it over my shoulder and look at the mirror again. "Please don't let today suck," I say. My father is waiting at the bottom of the stairs. He's wearing a dark navy suit, light blue shirt, and a red tie. His dark hair is flecked with gray and he's good looking for a dad, according to my friends. My mother, however, thought that the lawyer she worked for was better looking, so she left him and moved to Washington. So it's me and my dad and that's okay most of the time. He tries, but he's also busy trying to get his new law practice off the ground. The reason we moved to Sunset Beach from Virginia was because he was able to snag one giant client and it would mean steady work for the next two years. The client lives in Sunset Beach and he wants to be near him for meetings and stuff like that. He pitched it to me as living near the beach and all the fun we'd be able to have, but I knew that any fun that I found would be most likely on my own. But it's still way better than living with my mom. And I'm hoping it'll be different for me here. He looks up at me. "We're going to be late, Pres. Come on." "Sorry," I mumble. "Did you eat?" he asks. "No, I'm fine," I say. "You can grab a granola bar or something." I shake my head. "I'm fine." He smiled. "Senior year. Are you ready?" "Nope." "Come on, it'll be good." "Sure," I say, avoiding his eyes. He sighs and we head to the garage to climb into his green Audi Q5. My dad has money. He just wants more of it. He lost some of it in the divorce, but he's determined to make it all back and then some. We live in a great house six blocks from the ocean now and I don't have to worry about much. Other than having friends my senior of high school. "Claire's daughter said she was happy to take you," he explains as we drive. "I just thought that might be better than showing up alone on the first day." "Okay." We stop at the red light and he looks at me. "You look great." "Thanks." There's an awkward pause. "I know this is all hard, but it'll be okay," he says. "You just have to give it a chance. I know you miss your friends. But did it suck to spend the last two weeks at the beach?" Well, I didn't really have friends to miss, Dad, because I was loner there. "No," I say. "It was good." "Your tan looks good anyway." I don't say anything and the light changes to green. The car lurches forward. "I appreciate you doing all of this, Pres," he says. "You could've made it harder on me, but you didn't. I know it's not the plan you had, but thank you for giving it a chance." I'm not sure I had another choice. Claire's house is five minutes from ours, a cut yellow bungalow with a perfectly cut yard out frond and roses of nearly color beneath the front window. A gleaming white Mini Cooper is idling in the driveway and I can see a shadowed head inside of it. "That's Bridget there," my dad says, pointing at the car. "Claire texted me and said she'd be in her car, waiting." My stomach ties into one gigantic knot. "Okay." My dad puts his hand on my shoulder. "It's gonna be great. It'll feel like you've been here for forever before you know it. I promise." I pick my bag up off the floor. "I know. You're right. I'll see you tonight." "I'll probably be late," he says. "So don't worry about dinner for me." I get out of the car and stare at the Mini idling in the driveway. All kinds of awkward. I close the door, give my dad a half wave, and make the death march over to my ride. I'm not sure what I'm expecting, but Bridget isn't it. I peer in the window of the car and she's looking over at me, smiling. She reaches over and pushes the door open. "Presley?" she says. "I'm Bridget." "Hey," I say. "Nice to meet you." "If you get in now, we've still got time to get coffee on our way," she says. "If you like coffee?" It's like I've been given a lifeline. I slide into the seat. "I would love coffee." She laughs. "I can barely function without it." Bridget is knock out gorgeous. Jet black hair to the middle of her back, a tight red v-necked T-shirt with perfect curves underneath. Denim shorts that show off her long legs. She smells like the roses in her front yard. "I appreciate the ride," I say as we back out. "I know this is weird." "Please," she says, eyeing the mirror. "Can't imagine having to do the first day at Sunset Beach on your own, particularly senior year." She smiles again. "This way I can point you in the right directions so you don't waste your time going in the wrong ones." "That would be awesome." "Don't be offended by this," she says. "Are you a cheerleader?" "Um, no." "Thank Jesus," she says, slapping her palm against the steering wheel. "I mean, you're kinda hot and all put together, so it can be hard to tell." She glances at me. "Rule number one at Sunset is that the cheerleaders suck hip." I laugh. "Isn't that the way it is everywhere?" "Pretty much," she says, nodding. "And I'm just warning you now. You are gonna be fresh meat. prick football players are gonna flock as soon as we hit the lot." "prick football players," I says. "So two things are the same everywhere." She holds up a fist. "Word, girlfriend." I bump her fist with mine and my stomach starts to unclench. As she drives, she fills me in on teachers and classes and other kids and what to expect. She doesn't have to tell me all of this, but I'm relaxing by the second as we go. We pull into the drive thru of a place called Seaside Coffee and she orders two large iced coffees. She might be my soulmate. By the time we get to the school, I'm almost nerve free. She whips the Mini through the parking lot and jerks it to a stop right in front of a painted parking stall. She points to it. "See that? They auction parking spots to seniors at the end of junior year and then you get to paint your spot. This is mine." "That is awesome," I say, looking at the pink and yellow sunset painted over a very blue ocean. "You did that?" "I did that," she says, proudly. "And no one else can put their hip in this spot all year." She pulls into the lot and we get out. The lot is nearly full and clusters of other kids are walking toward the concrete and glass building. "What are you doing tonight?" Bridget asks. "Tonight? Nothing. My dad has to work late." She grips my elbow. "Perfect. There's a back to school night down at The Hump." "The Hump?" "Place down by the beach," she says. "You're coming and I can show you." "I don't know if--" She squeezes my elbow. "You're coming, Presley." She stops walking and looks me right in the eye. "Look, when my mom asked if I could give her boss's daughter a ride because she was new, I thought you might end up being some little troll that didn't speak or, even worse, a cheerleader." She smiled. "But you're not. I know this has to suck, but I can make it suck a little less. So you're coming tonight." She pauses. "Where's your phone?" I pull it from my hip. "Give me your number," she says, whipping hers out. "So I can find you during the day and see how you're doing. And meet me here at twelve for lunch. It's open campus and we'll go get burgers. Cool?" She was taking care of every first day worry I had. I mean, I never went to a single party back in Virginia and now she's invited me to the first one of the year and making sure I'm not solo for lunch. "Yeah, totally. But you don't have to do this." I give her my number. "I'll be okay." "I want to," she says, then recites her number for me. She starts to say something else, but her eyes drift over my shoulder and her smile fades. "Okay. Test number one. Prick football players incoming." I turn around. Three boys, all in blue and white lettermen jackets, all large, all heading our way. The one in the middle has short dark hair, gray eyes, and shoulders like square blocks. They aren't quite as good looking as the boys I'd run into on the beach, but they're close. "Hey Bridge," the dark haired boy asks. "Who's your pal?" "This is Presley," she says. "Presley, these are the pricks." "So unfair and uptight," he says. "She got the d part right. I'm Derek. And this is Evan and this is Pritch." He winks at me. "Where exactly did you come from?" It's right then that I make the decision. At my old school, I would've shut up. I would've been too intimidated to say anything. But I don't have to be the same girl I was there. I can be someone new in Sunset Beach. "Her car?" I say. "Did you not see me get out of it?" I look at Bridget. "Every guy I've met here so far asks the dumbest questions." Bridget busts out laughing. Derek is red-faced and his friends look no less amused. "I'd be nice to me if I were you," he says. "I run this place and I can make or break your life here." "Feels like the only thing you run is your mouth," I say. Bridget links her arm with mine. "See you later, boys." She leads me away from them and leans into me. "You are going to fit in perfectly." I want nothing more than that to be true. | Fanta001 | 4 | https://www.facebook.com/61563419381683/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195161 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004052 | 1746634323 | 1634 | fb.me | Learn More | DCO | $29 First Exam | http://fb.me/ | 1.0479036862076E+14 | White Bison Well-Being | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462765277_933389838631543_1859000925206674464_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=rydvMAFORJIQ7kNvgG71Llg&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AhHu4rMls1Nkh2kWiGnZOnj&oh=00_AYAL1nVH6eSRzuVlRAhfy0lSepzU1wLCuhHY6c5F1ynDcg&oe=671459DD | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | ๐๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ค ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ง? You're not alone. Millions of people suffer from back discomfort, which can arise from various sourcesโwhether it's long hours at the desk ๐ฅ๏ธ, an old injury flaring up ๐ค, or the wear and tear of daily activities ๐๏ธโโ๏ธ. The spine, your body's central support structure, is incredibly resilient yet remarkably sensitive to stress and strain. ๐๐จ๐ฐ ๐๐จ๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐๐๐ข๐ง ๐๐๐๐ฎ๐ซ? ๐ค Back pain often results from misalignments, known as subluxations, affecting the spine's integrity and your overall health. These misalignments can compress nerves, leading to pain, stiffness, and decreased mobility. Factors contributing to back pain include poor posture ๐ถโโ๏ธ, repetitive motions, improper lifting, or even psychological stress, leading to physical tension. ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐ โจ Chiropractic care offers a non-invasive, drug-free approach to healing and wellness. Through precise chiropractic adjustments, we aim to restore proper alignment to your spine ๐, relieving pressure on nerves, improving mobility, and encouraging your body's natural healing processes. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐ฑ๐๐๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ฌ ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ง? ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ: โ Preparation: You'll be positioned to target specific areas of your spine. โ Assessment: We locate the exact points of misalignment or tension. โ Adjustment: With precise and controlled pressure, the chiropractor realigns the spine. This might produce a popping or cracking sound, which is simply the release of gas bubbles from the fluid surrounding your joints. โ Relief: The adjustment reduces pressure on the nerves and muscles, leading to immediate feelings of relief for many patients ๐. โ Healing: Over time, adjustments promote better spinal alignment, which supports the body's natural ability to heal itself ๐ช. ๐๐ก๐ฒ ๐๐ก๐จ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐๐ฌ? Experienced chiropractic professionals dedicated to your health Personalized care plans tailored to your specific needs A holistic approach to health, focusing on natural healing State-of-the-art facility equipped with the latest chiropractic technology ๐ ๐๐๐ค๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ญ๐๐ฉ ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ง-๐ ๐ซ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ Don't let back pain hold you back any longer. Book your first chiropractic exam today and take the first step towards reclaiming your health and vitality. #BackPainRelief #ChiropracticCare #SpinalHealth #PainFreeLiving #HealthySpineHealthyLife #ChiropracticAdjustment #NaturalHealing #WellnessJourney #HealYourBack #DiscoverChiropractic *** Medicaid, Medicare, Personal Injury & Auto Accident Injury cases excluded by law.** | White Bison Well-Being | 309 | https://www.facebook.com/whitebisonwellbeing/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195188 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004053 | 1746634324 | 1634 | fb.me | Learn More | DCO | $49 First Exam | 200+ โญโญโญโญโญ Online Reviews! | http://fb.me/ | 1.3389354003746E+14 | Courtley Chiropractic | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463213686_517558497866442_5847843685237103671_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=nlG6rX0xK-wQ7kNvgHJzouK&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A3kcq44NYchwhBuGlQnqb-W&oh=00_AYBiGtWspA_gtIcr4IrHHMgigLMPu5g3O2i5udNoOLAUYA&oe=671466B6 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Struggling with the tingling, numbness, and pain caused by neuropathy? โกYou're not alone. Neuropathy affects millions worldwide, often impacting daily life and well-being. But there's hope beyond medicationโdiscover the natural healing powers of chiropractic care. ๐๐ง๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ญ๐ก๐ฒ: ๐๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ญ๐ฌ Neuropathy occurs when there's damage to the nerves outside the brain and spinal cord, often resulting in pain, numbness, and weakness, primarily in the hands and feet. This condition can stem from various factors, including: Diabetes: The most common cause, where high blood sugar levels lead to nerve damage. Injuries: Physical trauma from accidents can compress or damage nerves. Autoimmune Diseases: Conditions where the immune system attacks the body's tissues, including nerves. Other Health Conditions: Kidney disorders, liver diseases, and hormonal imbalances can contribute to neuropathy. ๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ฐ ๐๐๐ง ๐๐ญ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฉ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ญ๐ก๐ฒ? Chiropractic care is a holistic approach focusing on the body's musculoskeletal and nervous systems. It aims to correct imbalances, reduce nerve interference, and promote the body's natural healing ability. Our chiropractic approach to neuropathy focuses on the following: ๐๐๐๐๐ฎ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐: Gentle adjustments help realign the spine, decreasing pressure on nerves and improving nerve function. ๐๐๐ง๐ก๐๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ข๐ซ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง: Improved blood flow can aid in healing damaged nerve tissues, alleviating neuropathy symptoms. ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ: By fostering an environment for natural healing, chiropractic care offers a drug-free and non-invasive option to combat neuropathy. ๐๐ก๐ฒ ๐๐ฌ? With a commitment to personalized care, our team is dedicated to helping you navigate the challenges of neuropathy. We understand the complexity of nerve-related issues and tailor our treatments to meet your unique needs, ensuring a holistic path to recovery. #NervePainRelief #NeuropathySolutions #ChiroForNerves #HealWithChiropractic #Chiropractic #NerveHealingJourney #EndNeuropathyPain #ChiropracticHeals #NoMoreNervePain #RestoreNerveHealth #ChiroCareForNeuropathy FIRST EXAM INCLUDES: ๐ Consultation: This involves a comprehensive review of your medical history, a physical examination focusing on your spine and posture, and a discussion about your health concerns and goals to tailor a personalized treatment plan. ๐ Posture Exam: We will carefully assess your spinal alignment and posture, possibly using visual observation and imaging tests, to identify any irregularities or imbalances leading to discomfort or impacting your overall health. ๐ Palpation Exam: We will examine your spine and surrounding tissues for tenderness, warmth, or irregularities, helping to pinpoint areas of discomfort or dysfunction. *** Medicaid, Medicare, Personal Injury & Auto Accident Injury cases excluded by law.* | Courtley Chiropractic | 1447 | https://www.facebook.com/CourtleyChiropractic/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195217 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004053 | 1746634324 | 1634 | get.betterhealth.solutions | Sign up | VIDEO | $37 Gallatin Offer | โญโญโญโญโญ (4.9/5.0) | https://get.betterhealth.solutions/dr-herndon-voucher | 3.4757116878493E+14 | Generation Chiropractic 615.527.7960 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463191430_914537517211214_6394836596972844932_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=iCjDjSRJjwMQ7kNvgEXlI2a&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AC21CDpW3R4zCFZlvQCPfpI&oh=00_AYAPpniCLOEhbH7kt6vd3B-RxGqdT2LqhaOQmYR5awrJUQ&oe=67143CAB | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | HEY GALLATIN AREA FRIENDS! My name is Dr. DeAndra Herndon with Generation Chiropractic and we've helped hundreds of people in the Gallatin area get out of pain without the use of drugs or surgery. The problem most people don't realize is that when the spine is out of alignment or not functioning properly it causes nerve irritation. This leads to things like... ๐ Numbness and Tingling throughout the body ๐ Migraines & Headaches ๐ Sciatica ๐ Bulging Discs ๐ Shoulder Pain ๐ Trouble Sleeping ๐ Neck Pain ๐ Back pain ๐ Muscle Spasms ๐ And Much More... Rather than covering up the symptom... We focus on getting to the root cause of the health issue by removing nerve interference in the spine! We're booking 20 appointments for a $37 New Patient Exam, Consultation, Full Spinal Analysis, Pain & Mobility Evaluation, Any Necessary X-rays, Report of Findings, and Adjustment for $37! ๐ฒ โฐBook now ==> https://get.betterhealth.solutions/dr-herndon-voucher ๐ 179 Hancock St, Gallatin | Generation Chiropractic 615.527.7960 | 1481 | https://www.facebook.com/generationchiro/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195218 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004053 | 1746634324 | 1634 | lavinau.com | Learn more | IMAGE | ๐ Silence the Ringing with LUHAKAโข Tinnilax! | Without the need for dangerous chemicals, and expensive invasive procedures๏ผ The LUHAKAโข Tinnilax allows you to get a significant improvement in your tinnitus within the First week of use!Eliminate Tinnitus and Inflammation and enjoy up to 60% off today! TODAY ONLY! Why do so many people try all... | https://lavinau.com/products/tinnilax6 | 1.0112870253315E+14 | Danica Business 1 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463249982_528216339991023_3179649705399824790_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=8dh-RoO5RC4Q7kNvgEQAxXO&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AC21CDpW3R4zCFZlvQCPfpI&oh=00_AYA4A2CP2jUeQsBbVh1kcCD1dUaaxgP7SkX_EMtdSEWflw&oe=671452BA | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Struggling with tinnitus? LUHAKAโข Tinnilax targets the auditory cortex in your brainโthe area responsible for sound processing. Using non-invasive Repetitive Transcranial Magnetic Stimulation (TMS), it gently recalibrates abnormal nerve activity linked to tinnitus. ๐ฟ Completely Safe & Painless ๐ด Improves Sleep Quality by calming your neural pathways ๐ FDA-Approved for safe, long-term use Experience restful nights and peaceful days with this advanced, non-harmful solution. โจ Discover LUHAKAโข Tinnilax today! Learn More๐๐ป https://lavinau.com/products/tinnilax6 | Danica Business 1 | 126 | https://www.facebook.com/100080048573098/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195220 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004053 | 1746634324 | 1634 | fb.me | Sign up | IMAGE | Schedule Now: Sign up today to secure your spot! | http://fb.me/ | 2.1483269519888E+14 | Natural Hearing Centers | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461980960_1730422687712986_3123513064852126003_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ee20njAFrcQQ7kNvgF3l4Qa&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AUFjtnjY6_JZgRPwBtj1MfK&oh=00_AYBh1f82JRy6BqVgM_XBOZpd1_CS8uA1PJEpseAMNPG2PQ&oe=67143657 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Brinkley! Join us for a Hearing Health Event on October 23-24 and get the answers you need from your hearing health. Take charge of your hearing wellness at Natural Hearing Centers today! | Natural Hearing Centers | 2592 | https://www.facebook.com/naturalhearingcenters/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195222 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004053 | 1746634324 | 1634 | ancientremediesrevived.com | Learn More | DCO | 19-Years Of Natural Plant-Based Healing In Six Cards | It's Like Having A Medicinal Garden In The Backyard | https://ancientremediesrevived.com/pages/m52recipes0 | 1.025072962117E+14 | Ancient Remedies Revived | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462835158_510235451981559_2011225640088128356_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YZ0PaZ15OVkQ7kNvgFSiYVJ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AYbUQMC2mZSNbXypnR8_tyn&oh=00_AYBXa92za44DqsLdzchqhLGkvhG4zmuHCCnBLzT5NAj8DA&oe=67145FCB | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Your kitchen companion for quick, effective natural remedies. Never feel lost looking for the right herbal remedy again. These beautifully illustrated, laminated recipe cards guide you step-by-step to make effective natural solutions for common health concerns like joint pain, high blood sugar, memory loss and more. โ Recipes backed by science โ Durable, waterproof laminated cards โ Clear dosage and synergy instructions โ Covers top health issues like arthritis, heart health, respiratory wellness ๐Grab a copy of Ancient Remedies Recipe Cards Today ๐ https://ancientremediesrevived.com/pages/m52recipes0 | Ancient Remedies Revived | 89004 | https://www.facebook.com/ancientremediesrevived/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195224 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004054 | 1746634324 | 1634 | fb.me | Sign up | IMAGE | COMPREHENSIVE NEUROPATHY EXAM - Covered by your insurance | Just pay your copay in most instances | http://fb.me/ | 1.1042455843608E+14 | NexMed Ormond | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462802355_511663621711913_7228721334042271879_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=gPn4dnhQA98Q7kNvgFpYebv&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AYbUQMC2mZSNbXypnR8_tyn&oh=00_AYDnk8kQSRPUoKTlkti96nZN1THorwHZ7oueQqD1Us9DfA&oe=67143C49 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | โ ๏ธ ๐๐ง๐ง๐๐ก๐ง๐๐ข๐ก: ๐ฆ๐จ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ ๐๐ก๐๐ฆ๐ฆ, ๐ง๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ข๐ฅ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ก๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ก ๐ง๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ง โ ๏ธ NexMed is a local clinic that helps people that are suffering with numbness, tingling, burning pain, foot pain or balance problems caused by NEUROPATHY! This month we are offering 20 potential patients a comprehensive examination with one of our providers to discuss your symptoms and find out if you would be a good candidate for the program. This is a perfect way for anyone who has neuropathy to learn how they can eliminate the pain and turn back the clock on their condition without drugs or surgery. โ Learn why the medications arenโt improving the symptoms โ Discover whatโs actually causing the pain โ Get a plan to actually get relief instead of being told take this medication and there isn't anything else that can be done Find out how thousands of neuropathy sufferers are being helped with an extremely high success rate! Only 20 spots available - Click to Redeem | NexMed Ormond | 290 | https://www.facebook.com/NexMedOrmond/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195233 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004054 | 1746634324 | 1634 | searchlabz.com | Learn more | IMAGE | Red Flag Warning Signs to Neuropathy | Discover the essential insights into Neuropathy Signs & Causes, a condition marked by peripheral nerve damage that disrupts everyday life. From symptoms like numbness and tingling to more serious effects such as muscle weakness and coordination loss, identifying these signs early is critical. Delve.... | https://searchlabz.com/neuropathy-signs-causes/ | 4.4864442832756E+14 | Wellness Tribe | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462776408_576267461631459_25781875386698570_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Pn0KsZRrCMcQ7kNvgEn2RZX&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A1Ns6xvTkQT8sd-6OuV8kBo&oh=00_AYASfZFga0QNgNabh07WwqhYV1-LvPwQ1iQC-nlZrHz7xQ&oe=671464E9 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Discover warning signs and causes to Neuropathy and how to spot them early! | Wellness Tribe | 11 | https://www.facebook.com/61566485457600/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195234 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004054 | 1746634324 | 1634 | searchlabz.com | Learn more | IMAGE | Red Flag Warning Signs to Neuropathy | Discover the essential insights into Neuropathy Signs & Causes, a condition marked by peripheral nerve damage that disrupts everyday life. From symptoms like numbness and tingling to more serious effects such as muscle weakness and coordination loss, identifying these signs early is critical. Delve.... | https://searchlabz.com/neuropathy-signs-causes/ | 4.4864442832756E+14 | Wellness Tribe | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462918406_989598946305952_7069360287722939583_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=AcTaVXUR-PwQ7kNvgH9Z84x&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1Ns6xvTkQT8sd-6OuV8kBo&oh=00_AYADYS7DWyQtbDjgRwr3762-BPeCgPIk304jJhhM8zREXw&oe=671441D1 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Discover warning signs and causes to Neuropathy and how to spot them early! | Wellness Tribe | 11 | https://www.facebook.com/61566485457600/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195235 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004054 | 1746634324 | 1634 | greatnerves.club | Learn more | VIDEO | This 5-Second Trick Erased My Foot Pain... | https://lp.greatnerves.club/66fca79134f23120d69f0c92?sub1=%7B%7Bad.id%7D%7D&sub2=%7B%7Badset.id%7D%7D&sub3=%7B%7Bcampaign.id%7D%7D&sub4=%7B%7Bad.name%7D%7D&sub5=%7B%7Badset.name%7D%7D&sub6=%7B%7Bcampaign.name%7D%7D&sub7=%7B%7Bplacement%7D%7D&sub8=%7B%7Bsite_source_name%7D%7D&utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=paid | 1.015663262027E+14 | Tresa A. Lawlor | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462853319_550053241039642_7655120500269880943_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hVc05LxgWVQQ7kNvgF739je&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1Ns6xvTkQT8sd-6OuV8kBo&oh=00_AYDKFaE1SAhY7j18XoJ3Ng2Y97IHH_3Mab9Fb2wP9Ao_PQ&oe=6714669C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | My Podiatrist was blown away by this revolutionary 5-second method that eliminated my burning and tingling pains in just a few daysโฆ See, the real root cause of Neuropathy is not what you thinkโฆ Did you know that Neuropathy has nothing to do with your medical conditions, being inactive or even being overweight? Hereโs the real problemโฆ Regardless of the pharmaceutical drug or neuropathy relief youโve been told will workโฆ Like Gabapentin, steroid creams, gels or even cortisone injectionsโฆ None of them adequately provide the essential fuel your nerves need for the duration necessary. Which means, youโre treating the symptoms and not the real root cause. It's why over 40 million people still experience neuropathy, depriving their feet of vital essentials like oxygen, glucose and nutrientsโฆ causing burning and stabbing pains, sleepless nights, making it impossible to walk and for some even foot amputation. Luckily, thereโs finally a solutionโฆ A former Neuropathy sufferer and Science researcher Professor Michael Peters has made a shocking discovery after a 2 year research study on thousands of neuropathy patients. Professor Michael Peters was shocked to discover that 94% of all neuropathy problems stem from one single root cause. More importantly he stumbled on a simple technique that you can start using immediately for instant relief, which has been clinically proven to fight against neuropathyโฆ Getting rid of any burning, stabbing or achy foot pains and making it easier to walk again regardless of your age, weight or health condition without using any addictive drugs or expensive practices like acupuncture and podiatrists. In fact this simple 5-second technique has already been used by over 54,675 neuropathic foot pain sufferers to get rid of agonizing foot pain in just a few days so you can get back to living your life like your old teenage daysโฆ And even betterโฆ you can do this method yourself, right now from the comfort of your home and instantly feel the benefits! Tap the button below to watch a short video presentation that reveals exactly how this groundbreaking method works and how you could be saying goodbye to your pins and needles, burning and tingling pains once and for all! | Tresa A. Lawlor | 7029 | https://www.facebook.com/100089983283846/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195237 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004054 | 1746634324 | 1634 | greatnerves.club | Learn more | VIDEO | I Beat Neuropathy in 5 SecondsโHereโs How... | https://lp.greatnerves.club/66fca79134f23120d69f0c92?sub1=%7B%7Bad.id%7D%7D&sub2=%7B%7Badset.id%7D%7D&sub3=%7B%7Bcampaign.id%7D%7D&sub4=%7B%7Bad.name%7D%7D&sub5=%7B%7Badset.name%7D%7D&sub6=%7B%7Bcampaign.name%7D%7D&sub7=%7B%7Bplacement%7D%7D&sub8=%7B%7Bsite_source_name%7D%7D&utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=paid | 1.015663262027E+14 | Tresa A. Lawlor | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463136218_1216360529628594_1006437230507972221_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=boMzaZ3EJPYQ7kNvgGbLAoZ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1Ns6xvTkQT8sd-6OuV8kBo&oh=00_AYBH9CQYgTi5I9da8a4-DPJ0w941DRTkp8k7TIXFwjf1dw&oe=67144391 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | My Podiatrist was blown away by this revolutionary 7-second method that eliminated my burning and tingling pains in just a few daysโฆ See, the real root cause of Neuropathy is not what you thinkโฆ Did you know that Neuropathy has nothing to do with your medical conditions, being inactive or even being overweight? Hereโs the real problemโฆ Regardless of the pharmaceutical drug or neuropathy relief youโve been told will workโฆ Like Gabapentin, steroid creams, gels or even cortisone injectionsโฆ None of them adequately provide the essential fuel your nerves need for the duration necessary. Which means, youโre treating the symptoms and not the real root cause. It's why over 40 million people still experience neuropathy, depriving their feet of vital essentials like oxygen, glucose and nutrientsโฆ causing burning and stabbing pains, sleepless nights, making it impossible to walk and for some even foot amputation. Luckily, thereโs finally a solutionโฆ A former Neuropathy sufferer and Science researcher Professor Michael Peters has made a shocking discovery after a 2 year research study on thousands of neuropathy patients. Professor Michael Peters was shocked to discover that 94% of all neuropathy problems stem from one single root cause. More importantly he stumbled on a simple technique that you can start using immediately for instant relief, which has been clinically proven to fight against neuropathyโฆ Getting rid of any burning, stabbing or achy foot pains and making it easier to walk again regardless of your age, weight or health condition without using any addictive drugs or expensive practices like acupuncture and podiatrists. In fact this simple 7-second technique has already been used by over 54,675 neuropathic foot pain sufferers to get rid of agonizing foot pain in just a few days so you can get back to living your life like your old teenage daysโฆ And even betterโฆ you can do this method yourself, right now from the comfort of your home and instantly feel the benefits! Tap the button below to watch a short video presentation that reveals exactly how this groundbreaking method works and how you could be saying goodbye to your pins and needles, burning and tingling pains once and for all! | Tresa A. Lawlor | 7029 | https://www.facebook.com/100089983283846/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195240 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004054 | 1746634324 | 1634 | https://drdooman.decompressionclinics.co/offer | Learn More | DCO | End Chronic Back Pain For Free ($249 VALUE ๐ฅ) | LIMITED SPOTS AVAILABLE | https://drdooman.decompressionclinics.co/offer | 1.0065296252185E+14 | Camarillo Spine & Nerve Institute | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/455240164_1313142729662859_1106067695816930584_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fPG1cvJi3UYQ7kNvgFCk0U5&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1Ns6xvTkQT8sd-6OuV8kBo&oh=00_AYCQaH_LrgRw_RRz30ws-7QkGyZPycaGlu0nZSylt5cziQ&oe=671455A5 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Hey Camarillo & Surroundings Area... Lower Back Pain, Bulging Discs, Herniated Discs, Sciatica, Spinal Stenosis, Spinal Arthritis, Degenerative Disc Diseaseโฆ Iโm Dr. Edmond Dooman with Camarillo Spine and Nerve Institute, we treat these symptoms with a breakthrough technology called Spinal Decompression. Spinal Decompression is a non-surgical therapy that improves back pain by removing the pressure caused by "wear and tear" or injury, reducing inflammation, and improving movement allowing important nutrients back into the spinal tissue. No drugs, no injections. SEE US BEFORE SURGERY. ๐๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ฎ ๐น๐ถ๐บ๐ถ๐๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐๐ถ๐บ๐ฒ, ๐๐ฒ'๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฎ ๐ป๐ฒ๐ ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ฒ๐ป๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฎ๐น ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ถ๐ป๐ฐ๐น๐๐ฑ๐ฒ๐: โ ๐ฆ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ป๐ฎ๐น ๐๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ผ๐บ๐ฝ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป ๐๐ผ๐ป๐๐๐น๐๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป โ ๐๐๐น๐น-๐๐ป-๐๐ฒ๐ฝ๐๐ต ๐๐ ๐ฎ๐บ๐ถ๐ป๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป โ ๐๐ผ๐ฐ๐๐ผ๐ฟ'๐ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐ข๐ณ ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด๐ ๏ฝก๏ฝก๏ฝก๐๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ ๐๐๐ ($๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฉ๐๐๐จ๐!) Spinal decompression has an extremely high success rate with qualified patients. Click the "Get Offer" button and learn if you qualify for our ground-breaking treatment program. | Camarillo Spine & Nerve Institute | 25 | https://www.facebook.com/100077439525972/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195241 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004054 | 1746634324 | 1634 | https://drdooman.decompressionclinics.co/offer | Learn More | DCO | End Chronic Back Pain For Free ($249 VALUE ๐ฅ) | LIMITED SPOTS AVAILABLE | https://drdooman.decompressionclinics.co/offer | 1.0065296252185E+14 | Camarillo Spine & Nerve Institute | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/455096908_1030343688738045_5547973767572651191_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ne1yOt6s_WgQ7kNvgHhXEI8&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A1Ns6xvTkQT8sd-6OuV8kBo&oh=00_AYDLPiOHtRcFzoiM48VgfBdo_HR6fAUS42m2_qR40CAqQw&oe=67144680 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Hey Camarillo & Surroundings Area... Lower Back Pain, Bulging Discs, Herniated Discs, Sciatica, Spinal Stenosis, Spinal Arthritis, Degenerative Disc Diseaseโฆ Iโm Dr. Edmond Dooman with Camarillo Spine and Nerve Institute, we treat these symptoms with a breakthrough technology called Spinal Decompression. Spinal Decompression is a non-surgical therapy that improves back pain by removing the pressure caused by "wear and tear" or injury, reducing inflammation, and improving movement allowing important nutrients back into the spinal tissue. No drugs, no injections. SEE US BEFORE SURGERY. ๐๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ฎ ๐น๐ถ๐บ๐ถ๐๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐๐ถ๐บ๐ฒ, ๐๐ฒ'๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฎ ๐ป๐ฒ๐ ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ฒ๐ป๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฎ๐น ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ถ๐ป๐ฐ๐น๐๐ฑ๐ฒ๐: โ ๐ฆ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ป๐ฎ๐น ๐๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ผ๐บ๐ฝ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป ๐๐ผ๐ป๐๐๐น๐๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป โ ๐๐๐น๐น-๐๐ป-๐๐ฒ๐ฝ๐๐ต ๐๐ ๐ฎ๐บ๐ถ๐ป๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป โ ๐๐ผ๐ฐ๐๐ผ๐ฟ'๐ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐ข๐ณ ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด๐ ๏ฝก๏ฝก๏ฝก๐๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ ๐๐๐ ($๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฉ๐๐๐จ๐!) Spinal decompression has an extremely high success rate with qualified patients. Click the "Get Offer" button and learn if you qualify for our ground-breaking treatment program. | Camarillo Spine & Nerve Institute | 25 | https://www.facebook.com/100077439525972/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195243 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004054 | 1746634324 | 1634 | https://drdooman.decompressionclinics.co/offer | Learn More | DCO | End Chronic Back Pain For Free ($249 VALUE ๐ฅ) | LIMITED SPOTS AVAILABLE | https://drdooman.decompressionclinics.co/offer | 1.0065296252185E+14 | Camarillo Spine & Nerve Institute | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/455096908_1030343688738045_5547973767572651191_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ne1yOt6s_WgQ7kNvgHhXEI8&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A1Ns6xvTkQT8sd-6OuV8kBo&oh=00_AYDLPiOHtRcFzoiM48VgfBdo_HR6fAUS42m2_qR40CAqQw&oe=67144680 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Hey Camarillo & Surroundings Area... Lower Back Pain, Bulging Discs, Herniated Discs, Sciatica, Spinal Stenosis, Spinal Arthritis, Degenerative Disc Diseaseโฆ Iโm Dr. Edmond Dooman with Camarillo Spine and Nerve Institute, we treat these symptoms with a breakthrough technology called Spinal Decompression. Spinal Decompression is a non-surgical therapy that improves back pain by removing the pressure caused by "wear and tear" or injury, reducing inflammation, and improving movement allowing important nutrients back into the spinal tissue. No drugs, no injections. SEE US BEFORE SURGERY. ๐๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ฎ ๐น๐ถ๐บ๐ถ๐๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐๐ถ๐บ๐ฒ, ๐๐ฒ'๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฎ ๐ป๐ฒ๐ ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ฒ๐ป๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฎ๐น ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ถ๐ป๐ฐ๐น๐๐ฑ๐ฒ๐: โ ๐ฆ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ป๐ฎ๐น ๐๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ผ๐บ๐ฝ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป ๐๐ผ๐ป๐๐๐น๐๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป โ ๐๐๐น๐น-๐๐ป-๐๐ฒ๐ฝ๐๐ต ๐๐ ๐ฎ๐บ๐ถ๐ป๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป โ ๐๐ผ๐ฐ๐๐ผ๐ฟ'๐ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐ข๐ณ ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด๐ ๏ฝก๏ฝก๏ฝก๐๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ ๐๐๐ ($๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฉ๐๐๐จ๐!) Spinal decompression has an extremely high success rate with qualified patients. Click the "Get Offer" button and learn if you qualify for our ground-breaking treatment program. | Camarillo Spine & Nerve Institute | 25 | https://www.facebook.com/100077439525972/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195244 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004054 | 1746634324 | 1634 | fb.me | Sign up | VIDEO | Over 37,000 Patients Have Found Nerve Pain Relief Here! | โญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธ 4.7 | http://fb.me/ | 3.9090862411151E+14 | Blueprint To Health | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462903873_560131809822995_6080824655551844369_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YVM-X_n8JDMQ7kNvgHScOkG&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1Ns6xvTkQT8sd-6OuV8kBo&oh=00_AYBYTB6Yr_B8qT1LrRZRjelqWSF4K1TvUklixpwPVoknxQ&oe=67144B06 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | ๐ FOOT / NERVE PAIN IS OVER!!! ๐ BREAKTHROUGH NERVE PAIN RELIEF PROGRAM IN Peachtree City, GA HEALING CAN START IMMEDIATELY! We are Blueprint To Health and until now people suffering from nerve pain in hands and feet only had 2 basic options: (1) Live with the pain; (2) Mask the pain with prescription medications; With the latest medical technology available, we are able to offer a clinically proven ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ก๐ฒ๐๐ฟ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐๐ต๐ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฒ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฟ๐ผ๐ด๐ฟ๐ฎ๐บ that can reduce or eliminate nerve damage symptoms in hands and feet for our patients. Imagine no more medicationsโฆ But a fast-acting and long-term solution for: โ Numbness โ Diabetic nerve pain โ Sharp electric-like pain โ Burning or tingling โ Muscle weakness โ Difficulty sleeping from leg or foot discomfort โ Sensitivity to touch โ Pain while walking โ Nerve damage from chemotherapy ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐ถ๐บ๐ฒ ๐๐ผ ๐๐น๐ถ๐บ๐ถ๐ป๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป, ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฟ & ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ด๐ฒ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐๐ฒ! Blueprint To Health is now accepting new patients that are looking for an alternative to addictive medications. ๐ Sign Up or Call โ(706) 916-3744โ to schedule a ๐๐ฅ๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐ป๐๐๐น๐๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป, ๐๐ ๐ฎ๐บ, ๐๐บ๐ฎ๐ด๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐๐ถ๐ฒ๐, ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด๐, ๐ง๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐บ๐ฎ๐น ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ป (๐ถ๐ณ ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฑ), ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ถ๐ฟ๐๐ ๐ง๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐บ๐ฒ๐ป๐ (๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐๐ฒ) ๐ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ท๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ถ๐ป๐๐๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐ถ๐ป๐ฐ๐น๐๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ ๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ ๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ฑ๐ผ ๐ก๐ข๐ง ๐ฐ๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ผ๐๐ฟ Neuro ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฒ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฟ๐ผ๐ด๐ฟ๐ฎ๐บ. Serving Peachtree City and all surrounding areas. Blueprint To Health 4000 Shakerag Hill, Suite 302 Peachtree City, GA 30269 (706) 916-3744 | Blueprint To Health | 2 | https://www.facebook.com/61564977274271/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195245 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004054 | 1746634324 | 1634 | fb.me | Sign up | VIDEO | โ No Drugs. No Surgery. Just Relief From Chronic Nerve Pain | โญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธ 4.7 | http://fb.me/ | 3.9090862411151E+14 | Blueprint To Health | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463271321_1750872815660742_683338183094967057_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=29XHE63C_HgQ7kNvgE5xM4t&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A1Ns6xvTkQT8sd-6OuV8kBo&oh=00_AYCAAIwfWckVRiymfi0uatOpl94l4LjlGWq4DxujYhj0QQ&oe=67144AF0 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Is your Neuropathy causing you STRESS, Frustration, or maybe even Hopelessness? My name is with Dr. Bob Kuchel and I want to talk about HOW our ๐๐ฑ๐๐ฎ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ก๐ฒ๐๐ฟ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐๐ต๐ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฒ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ผ๐ฐ๐ผ๐น works. Weโve eliminated back pain for over 37,000 patients' from professional athletes to senior citizens. So here's how it works! By delivering electrical signals to the affected nerves, we stimulate cellular repair to improve circulation, addressing the underlying causes of nerve pain. This therapy is highly effective for treating various types of neuropathy, including diabetic neuropathy, peripheral neuropathy, and nerve pain caused by chemotherapy or other underlying conditions. If you are READY to ELIMINATE your Neuropathy Symptomsโฆ or get a second opinion, then Call โ(706) 916-3744โ or Click the button below and fill out your info to schedule your ๐ก๐ฒ๐๐ฟ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐๐ต๐ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฒ๐ณ ๐๐๐ฎ๐น๐๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป. Wendy, our patient coordinator, will give you a call ASAP to learn more about you, see if youโre a good candidate, and schedule your ๐ก๐ฒ๐๐ฟ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐๐ต๐ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฒ๐ณ ๐๐๐ฎ๐น๐๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป. ๐ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ท๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ถ๐ป๐๐๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐ถ๐ป๐ฐ๐น๐๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ ๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ ๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ฑ๐ผ ๐ก๐ข๐ง ๐ฐ๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ผ๐๐ฟ Neuro ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฒ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฟ๐ผ๐ด๐ฟ๐ฎ๐บ. Serving Peachtree City and all surrounding areas. Blueprint To Health 4000 Shakerag Hill, Suite 302 Peachtree City, GA 30269 (706) 916-3744 | Blueprint To Health | 2 | https://www.facebook.com/61564977274271/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195247 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004054 | 1746634324 | 1634 | remedic.co | No button | IMAGE | The Hidden Cost of Modern Work Life - Remedic | Constant use of cellphones and computer mice can lead to hand and finger problems like carpal tunnel, trigger finger, and tendinitis. Learn how these issues occur, how to prevent them, and tips to keep your hands healthy and your grip strong in todayโs digital world. | https://remedic.co/the-hidden-cost-of-modern-work-life/ | 1.0366921510758E+14 | Remedic | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462930197_1102924067869599_1781818248129846810_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=eNe7KNsG2BAQ7kNvgFwTAIb&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A1Ns6xvTkQT8sd-6OuV8kBo&oh=00_AYC1M5RNoCH71nTM2xBsz94O2EZRJGf0ZGSsBef8Co8o4A&oe=67144B68 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | https://remedic.co/the-hidden-cost-of-modern-work-life/ The Hidden Cost of Modern Work Life: Hand and Finger Problems from Cellphone and Mouse Overuse โ And How to Keep Your Hands Healthy In todayโs digital age, our hands and fingers are constantly at work, swiping, typing, and clicking. Whether you're scrolling through your phone for hours or working long hours at a computer, modern-day work life has brought unprecedented levels of strain on our hands and fingers. The prolonged use of cellphones and computer mice can lead to several hand and finger problems, many of which are caused by repetitive motions and poor ergonomics. Letโs take a look at some of the common hand and finger issues that arise from overuse of digital devices, how they affect our lives, and, most importantly, what can be done to prevent them. Common Hand and Finger Problems from Device Overuse Carpal Tunnel Syndrome Carpal tunnel syndrome occurs when the median nerve in the wrist is compressed. This compression leads to numbness, tingling, and weakness in the hand and fingers, making everyday tasks like typing and holding objects difficult. Constant use of a computer mouse or typing can exacerbate this condition. Trigger Finger Trigger finger is caused by inflammation in the tendons of the fingers, leading to pain and stiffness. You may experience a locking or clicking sensation when trying to bend or straighten your fingers, particularly after prolonged gripping, such as holding a phone for extended periods. De Quervainโs Tenosynovitis Often referred to as "texting thumb" or "gamer's thumb," De Quervainโs is the inflammation of the tendons around the base of the thumb. This condition causes pain when gripping, twisting, or turning your wrist, making it uncomfortable to hold a smartphone or use a mouse for long periods. Texting Thumb Texting thumb, also known as gamerโs thumb, is a form of tendinitis caused by the overuse of the thumbs during texting or gaming. Repeated scrolling or typing motions can inflame tendons, leading to pain, difficulty moving the thumb, and a reduced range of motion. Mouse Elbow Similar to tennis elbow, mouse elbow refers to the inflammation of tendons in the forearm from repetitive mouse use. This can cause pain that radiates from the elbow to the hand, affecting your ability to grip and move your fingers. Cubital Tunnel Syndrome Cubital tunnel syndrome occurs when the ulnar nerve (often referred to as the โfunny boneโ nerve) is compressed. This compression can result in pain, numbness, and tingling in the ring and pinky fingers, which are commonly affected by extended use of a keyboard or poor posture while working at a computer. Repetitive Strain Injury (RSI) RSI is an umbrella term for injuries caused by repetitive motions and overuse. It manifests as pain, weakness, and stiffness in the hands, wrists, and fingers. Prolonged mouse use, excessive typing, and constant phone handling are common culprits. Thumb Arthritis Over time, chronic use of the thumbs for scrolling and texting can lead to thumb arthritis. This painful condition results from the wear and tear of the thumb joints and can make simple movements like holding a phone or gripping objects excruciating. Tendinitis Tendinitis refers to inflammation of the tendons in the fingers or wrists due to overuse. Frequent typing or repetitive scrolling motions can inflame the tendons, causing pain, swelling, and difficulty with hand movements. Digital Fatigue Digital fatigue occurs when the muscles in the hands and fingers are overworked from long periods of using digital devices. This leads to cramping, discomfort, and a noticeable decrease in dexterity. Why These Problems Happen In our modern world, we rely heavily on devices for work, entertainment, and communication. This constant use of phones and computers leads to repetitive motions, such as scrolling, clicking, and typing. When combined with poor posture, lack of breaks, and bad ergonomics, these actions put unnecessary strain on the hands and fingers. Most of us tend to ignore early warning signs like slight pain or tingling, which can eventually lead to more serious conditions that require medical attention. The best way to address these problems is to prevent them from occurring in the first place. How to Keep Your Hands Healthy and Your Grip Strong Luckily, there are several ways to reduce the risk of developing hand and finger problems. By taking proactive steps, you can keep your hands healthy and pain-free while maintaining a strong grip. Hereโs what you can do: Take Regular Breaks One of the easiest and most effective ways to prevent strain is to take regular breaks. Follow the 20-20-20 rule: every 20 minutes, take a 20-second break and look 20 feet away from your screen. This will give your hands and fingers a rest from repetitive motions. Practice Hand and Finger Exercises Simple stretches and exercises can go a long way in keeping your hands flexible and strong. Try opening and closing your fingers into a fist, stretching your wrists, and gently massaging your hands throughout the day to improve blood flow and relieve tension. Use Ergonomic Tools Invest in ergonomic keyboards, mice, and phone holders that reduce strain on your hands and wrists. Look for tools that allow your hands to rest in a more natural position, minimizing the risk of repetitive strain injuries. Maintain Good Posture Proper posture is essential for reducing strain on your hands and fingers. Make sure your wrists are aligned with your forearms when typing, and avoid awkward hand positions when using your phone or mouse. Keep your desk setup at an appropriate height and angle for comfort. Consider a Hand Strengthening Device Devices like hand and finger trainers can help strengthen the muscles and tendons in your hands, improving your grip and preventing injuries. These devices are especially helpful for people who rely on their hands for work or hobbies. Apply Cold or Heat Therapy If you experience discomfort, try using cold packs to reduce inflammation or heat therapy to relax stiff muscles. These therapies can be used after a long day of typing or scrolling to relieve tension and prevent further strain. Stay Hydrated Hydration is key to keeping your muscles and joints functioning properly. Drink plenty of water throughout the day to keep your tendons lubricated and to reduce the risk of cramping and stiffness. Take Action Today In a world where technology is central to our daily lives, itโs easy to overlook the physical toll constant device use takes on our hands and fingers. By recognizing the early signs of strain and taking proactive steps to prevent these problems, you can keep your hands healthy, your fingers agile, and your grip strong. If you're looking to maintain hand strength or recover from discomfort, consider Remedicโs Hand and Finger Training Systems. Our products are designed to help you strengthen your hands, improve flexibility, and reduce the risk of injury, ensuring you stay productive without pain. Keep your hands healthy and get back to doing what you love with Remedic. https://www.amazon.com/Remedic-Hand.../dp/B0CW32Q3LT/... Taking care of your hands today can save you from pain tomorrow. Invest in your health and keep your hands strong with these simple yet effective tips! #HandHealth #Ergonomics #CarpalTunnel #RepetitiveStrainInjury #DigitalWellness #occupationaltherapy #physicaltherapy | Remedic | 1950 | https://www.facebook.com/remedic.co/ | 0 | NO_BUTTON | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195252 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004054 | 1746634324 | 1634 | m.novelworldoversea.com | Learn more | IMAGE | Free Chapters๐ | https://m.novelworldoversea.com/7gut6e4vb00.html | 1.0590626232732E+14 | Allnovel | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463226640_1077960360609770_3950995400390802488_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=eMEWtDvcy-MQ7kNvgGSoTGp&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AberkC6YtLhkti23tE3PkpF&oh=00_AYCC_whjjE9mlkRgipHABjUT9K0jx2E-QOIoDPWXUNKKYw&oe=6714677C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | After buying my vrginity, my master shared me with other men. "Later, you will be tied and restrained." At his words, a surge of juices floods between my theghs. Opening my knees my Master sees how wet I am, and "Mmmm"s with a pleased sound. "Swing your legs up. Open your knees. Wider. Let me see you." I convulse at this neverโbeforeโexperienced sensation. My arms have, disobediently, flailed at random, and my Master's hands grab me by the wrists. "Did I tell you to move? Bad girl, are you asking for a punishment?" Series One Book 1 <The Vrgin Auctioned> Chapter 1โ01 I stand on the podium, looking at the crowd in front of me. I'm scared, trembling as I face them. I can't complain. I volunteered for this, and in a few days, I'll have more money than I've ever seen in my life. But I have to get through the next few days andโฆ I'm scared. I am looking at a sea of male faces: handsome, ugly, white, black, Hispanic, Asian, tall, short. You name it, they're in front of me. The only thing they have in common: they're all rich. Some of them are very rich. I suppose that it will be one of the very rich ones who buys me. "Charlotte, turn around," instructs the auctioneer. "The clients want to see what they are paying for." I swallow hard and turn slowly around and, trying not to look anyone in the eye, drop my gaze to the floor. My breath is fast and short, my heart pounding. "Raise your head," shouts a voice from the floor. "At these prices, I want to see what I'm getting." I raise my head, biting my lip and trying to be brave. It's too late for me to back out now. If I do, they'll never give me a second chance and I'll have lost the opportunity of a lifetime. All the faces are staring at me. The auctioneer leans over to me and whispers, "If you want to get your price up, look at them. Smile a bit. You need to look young and shy, but not scared stupid. They want to know they're going to have a good time with you." I nod and try to follow his advice. Perhaps I could pick out odd individual faces and just exchange a look with them for a moment. Scanning the array of faces, I settle on a few of the more handsome, or more friendlyโlooking, ones. Some of the guys look quite scary and I really hope that none of them will be the winning bidder. "Now then gentlemen," starts the auctioneer. "We all know why we are here. Charlotte here is twentyโtwo years old and has been certified by our medical experts to be a vrgin. Of course, the winning bidder will be able to test that out for himself. All bids are final except in the event of Charlotte herself not complying with the terms of the auction. Which is to say that she will willingly serve the winning bidder in any way he requires for a period of one week. The sale of her vrginity is included in the terms. Recipients of the proceeds of the sale are: house takes 50%; Charlotte takes 50%. The winning bid will be lodged in full by the winning bidder with an intermediary attorney immediately after the close of the auction for the period of one week, after which it will be paid to the recipients." "So, gentlemen. Who is going to start the bidding?" Please, please let the bidding go well. I can't have done this for nothing. There is a huge computer screen on the wall, displaying the progress of the bidding. There are perhaps a couple of hundred faces or so actually in front of me, but I know there are remote bids being taken and I see agents pressing earโpieces to their heads, or scanning computer screens as the bidding progresses. The bidding goes very well, opening with an amount of money that makes me blink, then progressing in thousandโdollar increments. Well, at least I don't have to worry about not coming out of this with something worthwhile. My hope is that I can fund my way through college afterwards. One of the bidders catches my eye. He looks quite nice, goodโlooking. Will it be him? But after only a few minutes, he drops out, shaking his head at me. A note is passed to the auctioneer. He holds up his hand. "A pause please gentlemen. I am getting the message from several sources that for them to be willing to bid any higher, they want to be able to see more." He addresses me directly, "Charlotte. It is entirely your choice, but are you willing to undress at this stage, on the podium? It will almost certainly help you to bring a better price." "Undress now? All the way?" "It's up to you Charlotte. Noโone is going to make you. But the better they can see what they are buying, the better your chances." I nod, gulping. Except for the black leather collar at my throat, I am dressed sexily but demurely, not showing too much. The hall falls silent as I unbutton the blouse and let it fall to the floor. My skirt follows, leaving me skimpily dressed in black lace small clothes. "C'mon," shouts a voice from the back "let's see the rest." Oh God, don't let it be himโฆ Flushing, I unclip my bre, releasing my large, pendulous things. It feels no better, seeing appreciative, and sometimes calculating, looks from some of the faces in front of me. Slipping fingers inside my rest clothes, I slide them down to join the puddle of clothes on the floor. I hadn't anticipated this, thinking that I would at least be in private with whoever my owner of one week was going to be. Neked, I stand in front of my audience, trying to stand straight and thinking that I should be wanting to burst into tears. Oddly, I don't. The attack of nerves that has been holding me for the last two days is fading away and is being replaced with a kind of anticipation. My trembling is turning instead into a kind of quivering. It dawns on me that I am actually beginning to enjoy this. Shaking my head, my long copperโbronze hair settles in a cloud around my shoulders and cascading down to my waist. I am at least confident that I look good; flatโstomached, narrowโwaisted and longโlegged, I know that I have something worth selling. The bidding resumes. With mounting excitement, I watch the monitor as the high bid climbs ever higher. To my relief, the creep who shouted from the back of the room seems to be knocked out of the bidding early. Some of the audience seem to be there only to watch. Is this how they get their kicks? But plenty more do bid and I see more remote bids coming in through the agents. The bidding settles into a threeโway war between a short fat man (urgghhhhโฆ nooooโฆ), a tall, kindaโChineseyโlooking, guy, and someone at the back that I cannot see. The fat guy drops out, shaking his head and looking angry. The bidding continues between the Chinese guy and the otherโฆthen pausesโฆ Series One Book 1 Chapter 2โ02 "Final offer gentlemen? I have the bidding with number 247 at the back." The hammer hovers then bangs down. "Sold! Number 247." "Charlotte. Come down to the office please," says the auctioneer. Once I am inside he says, "Please read the sale document aloud and then sign it." I read the document. I agree that I am selling myself for the period of one week, to include the sale of my vrginity. I certify that I am a vrgin and "clean". I accept that I am agreeing to anything required of me by my Master that does not result in permanent injury to meโฆ It goes on. I read it aloud, demonstrating that I know exactly what I am agreeing to. Who is my new Master? A man pushes out of the crowd and passes a credit card to the auctioneer. A minute later he has keyed in a PIN. The auctioneer clips a lead to the collar on my neck and passes it to the man. He is tall and quite goodโlooking in a severe sort of way. Dressed in a white shirt, black pants and a leather jacket, his clothes look expensive but restrained. Dark, but silvering, hair frames a tanned face and deep brown eyes. His eyes smile as he looks at me, but his mouth does not. "Nice to meet you Charlotte. I'm your new Master for the week." "Nice to meet you too," I mumble, my nerves returning bigโtime. "Nice to meet you, Master," he says, tugging sharply at the leash. "Sorry, Master. Nice to meet you, Master." "That's better. Now come with me. We're going to have a little chat." He leads me to an anteโroom to the auction chamber. It seems to be a storage room for the more usual kind of auction, furniture stacked everywhere, pictures and ornaments, bricโaโbrac, the leftโovers of the lives of people who have moved on. My Master sits on an antique chair, dark wood intricately carved, gleaming gold in reflected sunlight, and smelling of beeswax. He is still holding my leash and looks me up and down carefully from where he sits. "Don't worry," he says. "I'll let you put some clothes on before we go. But right now, I'm enjoying the view." I am lost for words and just nod, standing awkwardly under the gaze of my Master. "On your knees, Charlotte," he says. I obey, trying not to graze my knees on the stone flag floor. Looking me straight in the face, he says, "Are you really a vrgin, Charlotte?" I nod dumbly. "Is Charlotte your real name?" Shake head. "No of course not. But for the avoidance of doubt for you, the auction house knows exactly who I am." He laughs. "If nothing else, they have my credit card details." Looking down at me, he tilts his head. "You are, how old? Twentyโtwo, was it?" I nod. "It's not easy to be a twentyโtwoโyearโold vrgin these days. How did you manage it?" "I got married. But he didn't love me. I found out later that he'd only got married to please his parentsโฆ Heโฆhe didn't like girlsโฆ On our wedding night, he wouldn'tโฆ" I run out of words. My Master sacks in his cheeks. "Not a good start to life, I have to agree. So, after the failure of this miserable marriageโฆ?" "I didn't have anything. I didn't know what to do. I want to go to college, but that needs a lot of money and my parents can't afford to help, soโฆ" "So, you decided to sell the assets you have, to the highest bidder to fund your way through college?" "Yes." He leans forward, sliding a finger down the side of my face to my collar bone. "A brave thing to do. I have to admire your guts, but it was astonishingly dangerous. You're lucky to have me as your buyer. Men who play these sorts of games can have veryโฆelaborate tastes in entertainment. I suspect you didn't know what you were agreeing to when you signed that contract. I'm going to enjoy taking your cherry and I'll test you to the edge with other games, believe me. But I won't do anything that might hurt you, not permanently." I gulp at the thought of what this might mean. What is he suggesting? "Tell me Charlotte. How much were you hoping to make out of this? That auction total was good, but it won't get you through college." "I don't really know. Just as much as possible." He pauses, obviously trying to choose his words. "The reason I am asking this Charlotte is that I have paid a very good price for you, but you could earn more if you are willing and if you have the nerve to carry it through." What does he mean? My mouth is dry and I simply wait for him to continue. "Let me tell you a little about myself. You have done this because you dream of a better life. Good for you. I have dreams too. Perhaps fantasies is a better wordโฆ One of them is to have a young and beautiful girl kneeling neked in front of me." He smiles down at me and I blush. "Another isโฆwell, this is going to be your first time. They say that we all remember our first time and I suppose mine would have been about average. I was a young, incompetent fumbler, but an older woman did me a favour and guided me through. She made it good for me. I've always dreamed of being able to take a girl's vrginity and make her first time wonderful for her. Do you understand me?" Feeling much reassured, "Mmm. That soundsโฆnice." "I'm glad you think so. Don't worry. Your first time is going to be as good as I know how to make it for youโฆ Howeverโฆ" He draws a deep breath. "There was a room full of men in there who would willingly pay to play other games with a girl like you: young, inexperienced, beautiful." My mouth is dry. "I'm sorry, I don't understandโฆ" "I own you for a week, Charlotte. If you want to earn as much money as possible, then it doesn't have to be just me. I have other fantasies than simply having your vrginity. I'd like to share you with other men. Watch them with you. Let them watch me with you. Several of us sharing you. Butโฆ" He stabs a finger towards me. "Understand that I won't do this without your agreement and without you being wellโrewarded for it. I'm asking you now because while we are still here at the auction house, this could be arranged if it is what you want and are willing to do it." I am shaking now. "Can I have a few minutes to think about it?" Series One Book 1 Chapter 3โ03 "Of course. That's only fair. I will stress, if you agree to this, you will be tested to the limit, but you won't be permanently hurt. I won't let anything serious happen to you. I will be in control, and I will control what happens. It's your choice." He stands. "I'm going to leave you alone for a while. Give you some space to think. I'll be next door. Come through when you're ready." He walks out, but then a moment later the door swings open again and he tosses something to me. "And put your clothes on Charlotte. I own you now, but you are in charge of what happens in the next few minutes." I get dressed, thinking hard. This could bring in enough to see me right through college. In truth, I know that I am not considering what to do. I have already decided. I am simply screwing up the courage to do it. Fully dressed, I step into the auction chamber and stand on the podium again, head raised, standing straight, staring over the sea of faces. They have waited. They knew this might happen. I stand with my hands clasped before me. It was once given to me as advice for a job interview: clasp the hands together so as not to show them shaking, to hide nerves. The advice stands me in good stead now. Trying to keep any wavering out of my voice, I look at my Master, and then the auctioneer. "I'll do it. Let's get on with it." There is a glint in my Master's eye. He nods acknowledgement to me, but do I seeโฆ admiration? The bidding resumes, but this time I am uncertain what exactly is being bid for. What have I agreed to? All I know is that the bids keep climbing and that half that money is mine. I must simply keep my nerve for a week. Lightโheaded, feeling a little spacedโout, I allow myself to drift offโฆ With a bang, the hammer comes down again. As I see the winning bid on the monitor, my heart misses a beat. So much money. Who is it? Who is it? Immediately, my Master comes to my side. Taking me by the arm he leads me to the office. "Sign there and there, Charlotte. I'll handle everything else. Don't worry. I'll look after you and your interests." I sign and then sit awhile while my Master speaks with the auctioneer. There is much muttered discussion. My Master breaks loose from the discussion, looking pleased. "Come on Charlotte. Let's get you out of here. You have an exciting week ahead of you." Still a bit dazed, I follow my Master. Taking my hand, as though we are a perfectly normal couple, he hails a taxi and barks a hotel address at the driver. The address is very much at the classy end of town. I had sort of expected this. With what he is paying for me, he just has to be rich. But when we arrive at the block, we take the lift to the penthouse. He catches my eye. "Not my home Charlotte. I've just rented it for the week, but the auction house knows where I have brought you." My jitters have returned and my Master sees this. "Relax. We'll have a meal first I think. Calm you down a bit. And perhaps some wine inside you might help? Do you like champagne?" "Um, not sure. I've never had it." "Excellent. I can introduce you to it then? What kind of food do you like?" "Err... Don't mind reallyโฆ Italian?" "Fine. We'll go to Luigi's around the corner then. I'll reserve a table for us. Why don't you have a look around? Have a bath or a shower perhaps? Make yourself comfortable. If you look in the wardrobes you will find bathrobes andโฆother clothes. Look them over." I leave him calling the restaurant to make the booking. Exploring the huge apartment, the lounge is vast and tastefully decorated, the bathroom luxurious, the bedroomโฆ The bedroom is beautiful. Whoever decorated it must have paid a fortune. The bedโฆ I don't want to look at the bed. I explore the wardrobes instead, which do indeed contain bathrobes. The other clothes range from jeans and teeโshirts, through the classic little black cocktail dress and evening gowns toโฆ Black leather? Vinyl? Some kind of harness? I take a robe and close the wardrobe again, turning to head for the bathroom, and all but scream as I walk into my Master who is standing behind me, offering me a champagne flute. "Calm down Charlotte. I promise I am not going to hurt you." Putting down the glass, he takes me in his arms, holding me like a little girl and kisses the top of my head. "I won't hurt you," he repeats. "Have your bath. Afterwards, try the dresses for size. They should fit. Your measurements were listed in the auction ad. I think the black one would suit you well, but you choose." He retrieves the glass and pushes it into my hand. "Please drink that. I want you to enjoy yourself." He grins, wickedly. "Think of this asโฆ'the adventure of a lifetime'." He is right. I have committed myself. His grin is infectious, and I start to smile as I gulp down the champagne. "You know," he says, "it really isn't meant to be drunk like that. Champagne should be savoured. Come and have some more." Later that evening, I feel great. My nerves have gone. I am having an adventure. I am here for the ride. At the restaurant, my Master is good company: full of interesting talk and anecdotes. "I don't want to embarrass you Charlotte. Here in public, you can call me 'James'. In private, I am 'Master'." Full of excellent food, and with perhaps just a little more wine inside than is quite good for me, we return to the hotel. My Master is all courtesy, holding out a hand to invite me to enter the apartment first, standing behind me to slip the coat from my shoulders, hanging it carefully. Eyes meeting mine, he takes me by the hand, leading me through to the bedroom. It is dimly lit, with only a flickering glow from candles scattered here and there. Standing before me, he strokes my face. "I'll tell you what's going to happen now Charlotte. Because this is your first time, you don't know what to expect. No matter what you have seen in movies or read in books, you just don't." I am trembling with a mixture of excitement, nerves and anticipation. I am confident that my Master will not hurt me more than necessary, butโฆ He continues. "I am going to undress you, quite slowly, because I am going to enjoy that. I saw you neked at the auction, but I didn't like it, seeing you treated like goods. This time I want to undress you carefully, to enjoy your body and for you to enjoy it too. If you would like to undress me too, partially or completely, that's fine, but you don't have to if you don't want to. Are you with me so far?" He takes my chin in one hand, tilting my face to his so that I must look him in the eye. I nod, gulping. | Allnovel | 6868 | https://www.facebook.com/100087452948658/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195251 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004054 | 1746634324 | 1634 | m.novelworldoversea.com | Learn more | IMAGE | Free Chapters๐ | https://m.novelworldoversea.com/7gut6e4vb00.html | 1.0590626232732E+14 | Allnovel | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463264200_1211531316729727_5220510062454513589_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=lYSuEYa8jKkQ7kNvgFS3hmH&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A1Ns6xvTkQT8sd-6OuV8kBo&oh=00_AYAlthEKlDjKlp5UCaBGF2yWm6aVpg0q52FRim_mrYGJqA&oe=6714388D | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | After buying my vrginity, my master shared me with other men. "Later, you will be tied and restrained." At his words, a surge of juices floods between my theghs. Opening my knees my Master sees how wet I am, and "Mmmm"s with a pleased sound. "Swing your legs up. Open your knees. Wider. Let me see you." I convulse at this neverโbeforeโexperienced sensation. My arms have, disobediently, flailed at random, and my Master's hands grab me by the wrists. "Did I tell you to move? Bad girl, are you asking for a punishment?" Series One Book 1 <The Vrgin Auctioned> Chapter 1โ01 I stand on the podium, looking at the crowd in front of me. I'm scared, trembling as I face them. I can't complain. I volunteered for this, and in a few days, I'll have more money than I've ever seen in my life. But I have to get through the next few days andโฆ I'm scared. I am looking at a sea of male faces: handsome, ugly, white, black, Hispanic, Asian, tall, short. You name it, they're in front of me. The only thing they have in common: they're all rich. Some of them are very rich. I suppose that it will be one of the very rich ones who buys me. "Charlotte, turn around," instructs the auctioneer. "The clients want to see what they are paying for." I swallow hard and turn slowly around and, trying not to look anyone in the eye, drop my gaze to the floor. My breath is fast and short, my heart pounding. "Raise your head," shouts a voice from the floor. "At these prices, I want to see what I'm getting." I raise my head, biting my lip and trying to be brave. It's too late for me to back out now. If I do, they'll never give me a second chance and I'll have lost the opportunity of a lifetime. All the faces are staring at me. The auctioneer leans over to me and whispers, "If you want to get your price up, look at them. Smile a bit. You need to look young and shy, but not scared stupid. They want to know they're going to have a good time with you." I nod and try to follow his advice. Perhaps I could pick out odd individual faces and just exchange a look with them for a moment. Scanning the array of faces, I settle on a few of the more handsome, or more friendlyโlooking, ones. Some of the guys look quite scary and I really hope that none of them will be the winning bidder. "Now then gentlemen," starts the auctioneer. "We all know why we are here. Charlotte here is twentyโtwo years old and has been certified by our medical experts to be a vrgin. Of course, the winning bidder will be able to test that out for himself. All bids are final except in the event of Charlotte herself not complying with the terms of the auction. Which is to say that she will willingly serve the winning bidder in any way he requires for a period of one week. The sale of her vrginity is included in the terms. Recipients of the proceeds of the sale are: house takes 50%; Charlotte takes 50%. The winning bid will be lodged in full by the winning bidder with an intermediary attorney immediately after the close of the auction for the period of one week, after which it will be paid to the recipients." "So, gentlemen. Who is going to start the bidding?" Please, please let the bidding go well. I can't have done this for nothing. There is a huge computer screen on the wall, displaying the progress of the bidding. There are perhaps a couple of hundred faces or so actually in front of me, but I know there are remote bids being taken and I see agents pressing earโpieces to their heads, or scanning computer screens as the bidding progresses. The bidding goes very well, opening with an amount of money that makes me blink, then progressing in thousandโdollar increments. Well, at least I don't have to worry about not coming out of this with something worthwhile. My hope is that I can fund my way through college afterwards. One of the bidders catches my eye. He looks quite nice, goodโlooking. Will it be him? But after only a few minutes, he drops out, shaking his head at me. A note is passed to the auctioneer. He holds up his hand. "A pause please gentlemen. I am getting the message from several sources that for them to be willing to bid any higher, they want to be able to see more." He addresses me directly, "Charlotte. It is entirely your choice, but are you willing to undress at this stage, on the podium? It will almost certainly help you to bring a better price." "Undress now? All the way?" "It's up to you Charlotte. Noโone is going to make you. But the better they can see what they are buying, the better your chances." I nod, gulping. Except for the black leather collar at my throat, I am dressed sexily but demurely, not showing too much. The hall falls silent as I unbutton the blouse and let it fall to the floor. My skirt follows, leaving me skimpily dressed in black lace small clothes. "C'mon," shouts a voice from the back "let's see the rest." Oh God, don't let it be himโฆ Flushing, I unclip my bre, releasing my large, pendulous things. It feels no better, seeing appreciative, and sometimes calculating, looks from some of the faces in front of me. Slipping fingers inside my rest clothes, I slide them down to join the puddle of clothes on the floor. I hadn't anticipated this, thinking that I would at least be in private with whoever my owner of one week was going to be. Neked, I stand in front of my audience, trying to stand straight and thinking that I should be wanting to burst into tears. Oddly, I don't. The attack of nerves that has been holding me for the last two days is fading away and is being replaced with a kind of anticipation. My trembling is turning instead into a kind of quivering. It dawns on me that I am actually beginning to enjoy this. Shaking my head, my long copperโbronze hair settles in a cloud around my shoulders and cascading down to my waist. I am at least confident that I look good; flatโstomached, narrowโwaisted and longโlegged, I know that I have something worth selling. The bidding resumes. With mounting excitement, I watch the monitor as the high bid climbs ever higher. To my relief, the creep who shouted from the back of the room seems to be knocked out of the bidding early. Some of the audience seem to be there only to watch. Is this how they get their kicks? But plenty more do bid and I see more remote bids coming in through the agents. The bidding settles into a threeโway war between a short fat man (urgghhhhโฆ nooooโฆ), a tall, kindaโChineseyโlooking, guy, and someone at the back that I cannot see. The fat guy drops out, shaking his head and looking angry. The bidding continues between the Chinese guy and the otherโฆthen pausesโฆ Series One Book 1 Chapter 2โ02 "Final offer gentlemen? I have the bidding with number 247 at the back." The hammer hovers then bangs down. "Sold! Number 247." "Charlotte. Come down to the office please," says the auctioneer. Once I am inside he says, "Please read the sale document aloud and then sign it." I read the document. I agree that I am selling myself for the period of one week, to include the sale of my vrginity. I certify that I am a vrgin and "clean". I accept that I am agreeing to anything required of me by my Master that does not result in permanent injury to meโฆ It goes on. I read it aloud, demonstrating that I know exactly what I am agreeing to. Who is my new Master? A man pushes out of the crowd and passes a credit card to the auctioneer. A minute later he has keyed in a PIN. The auctioneer clips a lead to the collar on my neck and passes it to the man. He is tall and quite goodโlooking in a severe sort of way. Dressed in a white shirt, black pants and a leather jacket, his clothes look expensive but restrained. Dark, but silvering, hair frames a tanned face and deep brown eyes. His eyes smile as he looks at me, but his mouth does not. "Nice to meet you Charlotte. I'm your new Master for the week." "Nice to meet you too," I mumble, my nerves returning bigโtime. "Nice to meet you, Master," he says, tugging sharply at the leash. "Sorry, Master. Nice to meet you, Master." "That's better. Now come with me. We're going to have a little chat." He leads me to an anteโroom to the auction chamber. It seems to be a storage room for the more usual kind of auction, furniture stacked everywhere, pictures and ornaments, bricโaโbrac, the leftโovers of the lives of people who have moved on. My Master sits on an antique chair, dark wood intricately carved, gleaming gold in reflected sunlight, and smelling of beeswax. He is still holding my leash and looks me up and down carefully from where he sits. "Don't worry," he says. "I'll let you put some clothes on before we go. But right now, I'm enjoying the view." I am lost for words and just nod, standing awkwardly under the gaze of my Master. "On your knees, Charlotte," he says. I obey, trying not to graze my knees on the stone flag floor. Looking me straight in the face, he says, "Are you really a vrgin, Charlotte?" I nod dumbly. "Is Charlotte your real name?" Shake head. "No of course not. But for the avoidance of doubt for you, the auction house knows exactly who I am." He laughs. "If nothing else, they have my credit card details." Looking down at me, he tilts his head. "You are, how old? Twentyโtwo, was it?" I nod. "It's not easy to be a twentyโtwoโyearโold vrgin these days. How did you manage it?" "I got married. But he didn't love me. I found out later that he'd only got married to please his parentsโฆ Heโฆhe didn't like girlsโฆ On our wedding night, he wouldn'tโฆ" I run out of words. My Master sacks in his cheeks. "Not a good start to life, I have to agree. So, after the failure of this miserable marriageโฆ?" "I didn't have anything. I didn't know what to do. I want to go to college, but that needs a lot of money and my parents can't afford to help, soโฆ" "So, you decided to sell the assets you have, to the highest bidder to fund your way through college?" "Yes." He leans forward, sliding a finger down the side of my face to my collar bone. "A brave thing to do. I have to admire your guts, but it was astonishingly dangerous. You're lucky to have me as your buyer. Men who play these sorts of games can have veryโฆelaborate tastes in entertainment. I suspect you didn't know what you were agreeing to when you signed that contract. I'm going to enjoy taking your cherry and I'll test you to the edge with other games, believe me. But I won't do anything that might hurt you, not permanently." I gulp at the thought of what this might mean. What is he suggesting? "Tell me Charlotte. How much were you hoping to make out of this? That auction total was good, but it won't get you through college." "I don't really know. Just as much as possible." He pauses, obviously trying to choose his words. "The reason I am asking this Charlotte is that I have paid a very good price for you, but you could earn more if you are willing and if you have the nerve to carry it through." What does he mean? My mouth is dry and I simply wait for him to continue. "Let me tell you a little about myself. You have done this because you dream of a better life. Good for you. I have dreams too. Perhaps fantasies is a better wordโฆ One of them is to have a young and beautiful girl kneeling neked in front of me." He smiles down at me and I blush. "Another isโฆwell, this is going to be your first time. They say that we all remember our first time and I suppose mine would have been about average. I was a young, incompetent fumbler, but an older woman did me a favour and guided me through. She made it good for me. I've always dreamed of being able to take a girl's vrginity and make her first time wonderful for her. Do you understand me?" Feeling much reassured, "Mmm. That soundsโฆnice." "I'm glad you think so. Don't worry. Your first time is going to be as good as I know how to make it for youโฆ Howeverโฆ" He draws a deep breath. "There was a room full of men in there who would willingly pay to play other games with a girl like you: young, inexperienced, beautiful." My mouth is dry. "I'm sorry, I don't understandโฆ" "I own you for a week, Charlotte. If you want to earn as much money as possible, then it doesn't have to be just me. I have other fantasies than simply having your vrginity. I'd like to share you with other men. Watch them with you. Let them watch me with you. Several of us sharing you. Butโฆ" He stabs a finger towards me. "Understand that I won't do this without your agreement and without you being wellโrewarded for it. I'm asking you now because while we are still here at the auction house, this could be arranged if it is what you want and are willing to do it." I am shaking now. "Can I have a few minutes to think about it?" Series One Book 1 Chapter 3โ03 "Of course. That's only fair. I will stress, if you agree to this, you will be tested to the limit, but you won't be permanently hurt. I won't let anything serious happen to you. I will be in control, and I will control what happens. It's your choice." He stands. "I'm going to leave you alone for a while. Give you some space to think. I'll be next door. Come through when you're ready." He walks out, but then a moment later the door swings open again and he tosses something to me. "And put your clothes on Charlotte. I own you now, but you are in charge of what happens in the next few minutes." I get dressed, thinking hard. This could bring in enough to see me right through college. In truth, I know that I am not considering what to do. I have already decided. I am simply screwing up the courage to do it. Fully dressed, I step into the auction chamber and stand on the podium again, head raised, standing straight, staring over the sea of faces. They have waited. They knew this might happen. I stand with my hands clasped before me. It was once given to me as advice for a job interview: clasp the hands together so as not to show them shaking, to hide nerves. The advice stands me in good stead now. Trying to keep any wavering out of my voice, I look at my Master, and then the auctioneer. "I'll do it. Let's get on with it." There is a glint in my Master's eye. He nods acknowledgement to me, but do I seeโฆ admiration? The bidding resumes, but this time I am uncertain what exactly is being bid for. What have I agreed to? All I know is that the bids keep climbing and that half that money is mine. I must simply keep my nerve for a week. Lightโheaded, feeling a little spacedโout, I allow myself to drift offโฆ With a bang, the hammer comes down again. As I see the winning bid on the monitor, my heart misses a beat. So much money. Who is it? Who is it? Immediately, my Master comes to my side. Taking me by the arm he leads me to the office. "Sign there and there, Charlotte. I'll handle everything else. Don't worry. I'll look after you and your interests." I sign and then sit awhile while my Master speaks with the auctioneer. There is much muttered discussion. My Master breaks loose from the discussion, looking pleased. "Come on Charlotte. Let's get you out of here. You have an exciting week ahead of you." Still a bit dazed, I follow my Master. Taking my hand, as though we are a perfectly normal couple, he hails a taxi and barks a hotel address at the driver. The address is very much at the classy end of town. I had sort of expected this. With what he is paying for me, he just has to be rich. But when we arrive at the block, we take the lift to the penthouse. He catches my eye. "Not my home Charlotte. I've just rented it for the week, but the auction house knows where I have brought you." My jitters have returned and my Master sees this. "Relax. We'll have a meal first I think. Calm you down a bit. And perhaps some wine inside you might help? Do you like champagne?" "Um, not sure. I've never had it." "Excellent. I can introduce you to it then? What kind of food do you like?" "Err... Don't mind reallyโฆ Italian?" "Fine. We'll go to Luigi's around the corner then. I'll reserve a table for us. Why don't you have a look around? Have a bath or a shower perhaps? Make yourself comfortable. If you look in the wardrobes you will find bathrobes andโฆother clothes. Look them over." I leave him calling the restaurant to make the booking. Exploring the huge apartment, the lounge is vast and tastefully decorated, the bathroom luxurious, the bedroomโฆ The bedroom is beautiful. Whoever decorated it must have paid a fortune. The bedโฆ I don't want to look at the bed. I explore the wardrobes instead, which do indeed contain bathrobes. The other clothes range from jeans and teeโshirts, through the classic little black cocktail dress and evening gowns toโฆ Black leather? Vinyl? Some kind of harness? I take a robe and close the wardrobe again, turning to head for the bathroom, and all but scream as I walk into my Master who is standing behind me, offering me a champagne flute. "Calm down Charlotte. I promise I am not going to hurt you." Putting down the glass, he takes me in his arms, holding me like a little girl and kisses the top of my head. "I won't hurt you," he repeats. "Have your bath. Afterwards, try the dresses for size. They should fit. Your measurements were listed in the auction ad. I think the black one would suit you well, but you choose." He retrieves the glass and pushes it into my hand. "Please drink that. I want you to enjoy yourself." He grins, wickedly. "Think of this asโฆ'the adventure of a lifetime'." He is right. I have committed myself. His grin is infectious, and I start to smile as I gulp down the champagne. "You know," he says, "it really isn't meant to be drunk like that. Champagne should be savoured. Come and have some more." Later that evening, I feel great. My nerves have gone. I am having an adventure. I am here for the ride. At the restaurant, my Master is good company: full of interesting talk and anecdotes. "I don't want to embarrass you Charlotte. Here in public, you can call me 'James'. In private, I am 'Master'." Full of excellent food, and with perhaps just a little more wine inside than is quite good for me, we return to the hotel. My Master is all courtesy, holding out a hand to invite me to enter the apartment first, standing behind me to slip the coat from my shoulders, hanging it carefully. Eyes meeting mine, he takes me by the hand, leading me through to the bedroom. It is dimly lit, with only a flickering glow from candles scattered here and there. Standing before me, he strokes my face. "I'll tell you what's going to happen now Charlotte. Because this is your first time, you don't know what to expect. No matter what you have seen in movies or read in books, you just don't." I am trembling with a mixture of excitement, nerves and anticipation. I am confident that my Master will not hurt me more than necessary, butโฆ He continues. "I am going to undress you, quite slowly, because I am going to enjoy that. I saw you neked at the auction, but I didn't like it, seeing you treated like goods. This time I want to undress you carefully, to enjoy your body and for you to enjoy it too. If you would like to undress me too, partially or completely, that's fine, but you don't have to if you don't want to. Are you with me so far?" He takes my chin in one hand, tilting my face to his so that I must look him in the eye. I nod, gulping. | Allnovel | 6868 | https://www.facebook.com/100087452948658/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195254 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004054 | 1746634324 | 1634 | m.novelworldoversea.com | Learn more | IMAGE | Free Chapters๐ | https://m.novelworldoversea.com/7gut6e4vb00.html | 1.0590626232732E+14 | Allnovel | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463089498_509261045342057_3666931981158576898_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_ixnKXeExroQ7kNvgGVrYNx&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AberkC6YtLhkti23tE3PkpF&oh=00_AYASscyHQwhicpeWI9kxxAokvxMhoImAaA7vAiLSagRxkQ&oe=671454B1 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | After buying my vrginity, my master shared me with other men. "Later, you will be tied and restrained." At his words, a surge of juices floods between my theghs. Opening my knees my Master sees how wet I am, and "Mmmm"s with a pleased sound. "Swing your legs up. Open your knees. Wider. Let me see you." I convulse at this neverโbeforeโexperienced sensation. My arms have, disobediently, flailed at random, and my Master's hands grab me by the wrists. "Did I tell you to move? Bad girl, are you asking for a punishment?" Series One Book 1 <The Vrgin Auctioned> Chapter 1โ01 I stand on the podium, looking at the crowd in front of me. I'm scared, trembling as I face them. I can't complain. I volunteered for this, and in a few days, I'll have more money than I've ever seen in my life. But I have to get through the next few days andโฆ I'm scared. I am looking at a sea of male faces: handsome, ugly, white, black, Hispanic, Asian, tall, short. You name it, they're in front of me. The only thing they have in common: they're all rich. Some of them are very rich. I suppose that it will be one of the very rich ones who buys me. "Charlotte, turn around," instructs the auctioneer. "The clients want to see what they are paying for." I swallow hard and turn slowly around and, trying not to look anyone in the eye, drop my gaze to the floor. My breath is fast and short, my heart pounding. "Raise your head," shouts a voice from the floor. "At these prices, I want to see what I'm getting." I raise my head, biting my lip and trying to be brave. It's too late for me to back out now. If I do, they'll never give me a second chance and I'll have lost the opportunity of a lifetime. All the faces are staring at me. The auctioneer leans over to me and whispers, "If you want to get your price up, look at them. Smile a bit. You need to look young and shy, but not scared stupid. They want to know they're going to have a good time with you." I nod and try to follow his advice. Perhaps I could pick out odd individual faces and just exchange a look with them for a moment. Scanning the array of faces, I settle on a few of the more handsome, or more friendlyโlooking, ones. Some of the guys look quite scary and I really hope that none of them will be the winning bidder. "Now then gentlemen," starts the auctioneer. "We all know why we are here. Charlotte here is twentyโtwo years old and has been certified by our medical experts to be a vrgin. Of course, the winning bidder will be able to test that out for himself. All bids are final except in the event of Charlotte herself not complying with the terms of the auction. Which is to say that she will willingly serve the winning bidder in any way he requires for a period of one week. The sale of her vrginity is included in the terms. Recipients of the proceeds of the sale are: house takes 50%; Charlotte takes 50%. The winning bid will be lodged in full by the winning bidder with an intermediary attorney immediately after the close of the auction for the period of one week, after which it will be paid to the recipients." "So, gentlemen. Who is going to start the bidding?" Please, please let the bidding go well. I can't have done this for nothing. There is a huge computer screen on the wall, displaying the progress of the bidding. There are perhaps a couple of hundred faces or so actually in front of me, but I know there are remote bids being taken and I see agents pressing earโpieces to their heads, or scanning computer screens as the bidding progresses. The bidding goes very well, opening with an amount of money that makes me blink, then progressing in thousandโdollar increments. Well, at least I don't have to worry about not coming out of this with something worthwhile. My hope is that I can fund my way through college afterwards. One of the bidders catches my eye. He looks quite nice, goodโlooking. Will it be him? But after only a few minutes, he drops out, shaking his head at me. A note is passed to the auctioneer. He holds up his hand. "A pause please gentlemen. I am getting the message from several sources that for them to be willing to bid any higher, they want to be able to see more." He addresses me directly, "Charlotte. It is entirely your choice, but are you willing to undress at this stage, on the podium? It will almost certainly help you to bring a better price." "Undress now? All the way?" "It's up to you Charlotte. Noโone is going to make you. But the better they can see what they are buying, the better your chances." I nod, gulping. Except for the black leather collar at my throat, I am dressed sexily but demurely, not showing too much. The hall falls silent as I unbutton the blouse and let it fall to the floor. My skirt follows, leaving me skimpily dressed in black lace small clothes. "C'mon," shouts a voice from the back "let's see the rest." Oh God, don't let it be himโฆ Flushing, I unclip my bre, releasing my large, pendulous things. It feels no better, seeing appreciative, and sometimes calculating, looks from some of the faces in front of me. Slipping fingers inside my rest clothes, I slide them down to join the puddle of clothes on the floor. I hadn't anticipated this, thinking that I would at least be in private with whoever my owner of one week was going to be. Neked, I stand in front of my audience, trying to stand straight and thinking that I should be wanting to burst into tears. Oddly, I don't. The attack of nerves that has been holding me for the last two days is fading away and is being replaced with a kind of anticipation. My trembling is turning instead into a kind of quivering. It dawns on me that I am actually beginning to enjoy this. Shaking my head, my long copperโbronze hair settles in a cloud around my shoulders and cascading down to my waist. I am at least confident that I look good; flatโstomached, narrowโwaisted and longโlegged, I know that I have something worth selling. The bidding resumes. With mounting excitement, I watch the monitor as the high bid climbs ever higher. To my relief, the creep who shouted from the back of the room seems to be knocked out of the bidding early. Some of the audience seem to be there only to watch. Is this how they get their kicks? But plenty more do bid and I see more remote bids coming in through the agents. The bidding settles into a threeโway war between a short fat man (urgghhhhโฆ nooooโฆ), a tall, kindaโChineseyโlooking, guy, and someone at the back that I cannot see. The fat guy drops out, shaking his head and looking angry. The bidding continues between the Chinese guy and the otherโฆthen pausesโฆ Series One Book 1 Chapter 2โ02 "Final offer gentlemen? I have the bidding with number 247 at the back." The hammer hovers then bangs down. "Sold! Number 247." "Charlotte. Come down to the office please," says the auctioneer. Once I am inside he says, "Please read the sale document aloud and then sign it." I read the document. I agree that I am selling myself for the period of one week, to include the sale of my vrginity. I certify that I am a vrgin and "clean". I accept that I am agreeing to anything required of me by my Master that does not result in permanent injury to meโฆ It goes on. I read it aloud, demonstrating that I know exactly what I am agreeing to. Who is my new Master? A man pushes out of the crowd and passes a credit card to the auctioneer. A minute later he has keyed in a PIN. The auctioneer clips a lead to the collar on my neck and passes it to the man. He is tall and quite goodโlooking in a severe sort of way. Dressed in a white shirt, black pants and a leather jacket, his clothes look expensive but restrained. Dark, but silvering, hair frames a tanned face and deep brown eyes. His eyes smile as he looks at me, but his mouth does not. "Nice to meet you Charlotte. I'm your new Master for the week." "Nice to meet you too," I mumble, my nerves returning bigโtime. "Nice to meet you, Master," he says, tugging sharply at the leash. "Sorry, Master. Nice to meet you, Master." "That's better. Now come with me. We're going to have a little chat." He leads me to an anteโroom to the auction chamber. It seems to be a storage room for the more usual kind of auction, furniture stacked everywhere, pictures and ornaments, bricโaโbrac, the leftโovers of the lives of people who have moved on. My Master sits on an antique chair, dark wood intricately carved, gleaming gold in reflected sunlight, and smelling of beeswax. He is still holding my leash and looks me up and down carefully from where he sits. "Don't worry," he says. "I'll let you put some clothes on before we go. But right now, I'm enjoying the view." I am lost for words and just nod, standing awkwardly under the gaze of my Master. "On your knees, Charlotte," he says. I obey, trying not to graze my knees on the stone flag floor. Looking me straight in the face, he says, "Are you really a vrgin, Charlotte?" I nod dumbly. "Is Charlotte your real name?" Shake head. "No of course not. But for the avoidance of doubt for you, the auction house knows exactly who I am." He laughs. "If nothing else, they have my credit card details." Looking down at me, he tilts his head. "You are, how old? Twentyโtwo, was it?" I nod. "It's not easy to be a twentyโtwoโyearโold vrgin these days. How did you manage it?" "I got married. But he didn't love me. I found out later that he'd only got married to please his parentsโฆ Heโฆhe didn't like girlsโฆ On our wedding night, he wouldn'tโฆ" I run out of words. My Master sacks in his cheeks. "Not a good start to life, I have to agree. So, after the failure of this miserable marriageโฆ?" "I didn't have anything. I didn't know what to do. I want to go to college, but that needs a lot of money and my parents can't afford to help, soโฆ" "So, you decided to sell the assets you have, to the highest bidder to fund your way through college?" "Yes." He leans forward, sliding a finger down the side of my face to my collar bone. "A brave thing to do. I have to admire your guts, but it was astonishingly dangerous. You're lucky to have me as your buyer. Men who play these sorts of games can have veryโฆelaborate tastes in entertainment. I suspect you didn't know what you were agreeing to when you signed that contract. I'm going to enjoy taking your cherry and I'll test you to the edge with other games, believe me. But I won't do anything that might hurt you, not permanently." I gulp at the thought of what this might mean. What is he suggesting? "Tell me Charlotte. How much were you hoping to make out of this? That auction total was good, but it won't get you through college." "I don't really know. Just as much as possible." He pauses, obviously trying to choose his words. "The reason I am asking this Charlotte is that I have paid a very good price for you, but you could earn more if you are willing and if you have the nerve to carry it through." What does he mean? My mouth is dry and I simply wait for him to continue. "Let me tell you a little about myself. You have done this because you dream of a better life. Good for you. I have dreams too. Perhaps fantasies is a better wordโฆ One of them is to have a young and beautiful girl kneeling neked in front of me." He smiles down at me and I blush. "Another isโฆwell, this is going to be your first time. They say that we all remember our first time and I suppose mine would have been about average. I was a young, incompetent fumbler, but an older woman did me a favour and guided me through. She made it good for me. I've always dreamed of being able to take a girl's vrginity and make her first time wonderful for her. Do you understand me?" Feeling much reassured, "Mmm. That soundsโฆnice." "I'm glad you think so. Don't worry. Your first time is going to be as good as I know how to make it for youโฆ Howeverโฆ" He draws a deep breath. "There was a room full of men in there who would willingly pay to play other games with a girl like you: young, inexperienced, beautiful." My mouth is dry. "I'm sorry, I don't understandโฆ" "I own you for a week, Charlotte. If you want to earn as much money as possible, then it doesn't have to be just me. I have other fantasies than simply having your vrginity. I'd like to share you with other men. Watch them with you. Let them watch me with you. Several of us sharing you. Butโฆ" He stabs a finger towards me. "Understand that I won't do this without your agreement and without you being wellโrewarded for it. I'm asking you now because while we are still here at the auction house, this could be arranged if it is what you want and are willing to do it." I am shaking now. "Can I have a few minutes to think about it?" Series One Book 1 Chapter 3โ03 "Of course. That's only fair. I will stress, if you agree to this, you will be tested to the limit, but you won't be permanently hurt. I won't let anything serious happen to you. I will be in control, and I will control what happens. It's your choice." He stands. "I'm going to leave you alone for a while. Give you some space to think. I'll be next door. Come through when you're ready." He walks out, but then a moment later the door swings open again and he tosses something to me. "And put your clothes on Charlotte. I own you now, but you are in charge of what happens in the next few minutes." I get dressed, thinking hard. This could bring in enough to see me right through college. In truth, I know that I am not considering what to do. I have already decided. I am simply screwing up the courage to do it. Fully dressed, I step into the auction chamber and stand on the podium again, head raised, standing straight, staring over the sea of faces. They have waited. They knew this might happen. I stand with my hands clasped before me. It was once given to me as advice for a job interview: clasp the hands together so as not to show them shaking, to hide nerves. The advice stands me in good stead now. Trying to keep any wavering out of my voice, I look at my Master, and then the auctioneer. "I'll do it. Let's get on with it." There is a glint in my Master's eye. He nods acknowledgement to me, but do I seeโฆ admiration? The bidding resumes, but this time I am uncertain what exactly is being bid for. What have I agreed to? All I know is that the bids keep climbing and that half that money is mine. I must simply keep my nerve for a week. Lightโheaded, feeling a little spacedโout, I allow myself to drift offโฆ With a bang, the hammer comes down again. As I see the winning bid on the monitor, my heart misses a beat. So much money. Who is it? Who is it? Immediately, my Master comes to my side. Taking me by the arm he leads me to the office. "Sign there and there, Charlotte. I'll handle everything else. Don't worry. I'll look after you and your interests." I sign and then sit awhile while my Master speaks with the auctioneer. There is much muttered discussion. My Master breaks loose from the discussion, looking pleased. "Come on Charlotte. Let's get you out of here. You have an exciting week ahead of you." Still a bit dazed, I follow my Master. Taking my hand, as though we are a perfectly normal couple, he hails a taxi and barks a hotel address at the driver. The address is very much at the classy end of town. I had sort of expected this. With what he is paying for me, he just has to be rich. But when we arrive at the block, we take the lift to the penthouse. He catches my eye. "Not my home Charlotte. I've just rented it for the week, but the auction house knows where I have brought you." My jitters have returned and my Master sees this. "Relax. We'll have a meal first I think. Calm you down a bit. And perhaps some wine inside you might help? Do you like champagne?" "Um, not sure. I've never had it." "Excellent. I can introduce you to it then? What kind of food do you like?" "Err... Don't mind reallyโฆ Italian?" "Fine. We'll go to Luigi's around the corner then. I'll reserve a table for us. Why don't you have a look around? Have a bath or a shower perhaps? Make yourself comfortable. If you look in the wardrobes you will find bathrobes andโฆother clothes. Look them over." I leave him calling the restaurant to make the booking. Exploring the huge apartment, the lounge is vast and tastefully decorated, the bathroom luxurious, the bedroomโฆ The bedroom is beautiful. Whoever decorated it must have paid a fortune. The bedโฆ I don't want to look at the bed. I explore the wardrobes instead, which do indeed contain bathrobes. The other clothes range from jeans and teeโshirts, through the classic little black cocktail dress and evening gowns toโฆ Black leather? Vinyl? Some kind of harness? I take a robe and close the wardrobe again, turning to head for the bathroom, and all but scream as I walk into my Master who is standing behind me, offering me a champagne flute. "Calm down Charlotte. I promise I am not going to hurt you." Putting down the glass, he takes me in his arms, holding me like a little girl and kisses the top of my head. "I won't hurt you," he repeats. "Have your bath. Afterwards, try the dresses for size. They should fit. Your measurements were listed in the auction ad. I think the black one would suit you well, but you choose." He retrieves the glass and pushes it into my hand. "Please drink that. I want you to enjoy yourself." He grins, wickedly. "Think of this asโฆ'the adventure of a lifetime'." He is right. I have committed myself. His grin is infectious, and I start to smile as I gulp down the champagne. "You know," he says, "it really isn't meant to be drunk like that. Champagne should be savoured. Come and have some more." Later that evening, I feel great. My nerves have gone. I am having an adventure. I am here for the ride. At the restaurant, my Master is good company: full of interesting talk and anecdotes. "I don't want to embarrass you Charlotte. Here in public, you can call me 'James'. In private, I am 'Master'." Full of excellent food, and with perhaps just a little more wine inside than is quite good for me, we return to the hotel. My Master is all courtesy, holding out a hand to invite me to enter the apartment first, standing behind me to slip the coat from my shoulders, hanging it carefully. Eyes meeting mine, he takes me by the hand, leading me through to the bedroom. It is dimly lit, with only a flickering glow from candles scattered here and there. Standing before me, he strokes my face. "I'll tell you what's going to happen now Charlotte. Because this is your first time, you don't know what to expect. No matter what you have seen in movies or read in books, you just don't." I am trembling with a mixture of excitement, nerves and anticipation. I am confident that my Master will not hurt me more than necessary, butโฆ He continues. "I am going to undress you, quite slowly, because I am going to enjoy that. I saw you neked at the auction, but I didn't like it, seeing you treated like goods. This time I want to undress you carefully, to enjoy your body and for you to enjoy it too. If you would like to undress me too, partially or completely, that's fine, but you don't have to if you don't want to. Are you with me so far?" He takes my chin in one hand, tilting my face to his so that I must look him in the eye. I nod, gulping. | Allnovel | 6868 | https://www.facebook.com/100087452948658/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195255 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004054 | 1746634324 | 1634 | m.novelworldoversea.com | Learn more | IMAGE | Free Chapters๐ | https://m.novelworldoversea.com/7gut6e4vb00.html | 1.0590626232732E+14 | Allnovel | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462775436_1509073063114103_4538957551586306026_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=4l0R5Nwj5esQ7kNvgGPUS-2&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AberkC6YtLhkti23tE3PkpF&oh=00_AYC92TGHCwLPpfStLcGZGwrIYsZrjcWVA4kdJ0XlDFOxcQ&oe=6714354A | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | After buying my vrginity, my master shared me with other men. "Later, you will be tied and restrained." At his words, a surge of juices floods between my theghs. Opening my knees my Master sees how wet I am, and "Mmmm"s with a pleased sound. "Swing your legs up. Open your knees. Wider. Let me see you." I convulse at this neverโbeforeโexperienced sensation. My arms have, disobediently, flailed at random, and my Master's hands grab me by the wrists. "Did I tell you to move? Bad girl, are you asking for a punishment?" Series One Book 1 <The Vrgin Auctioned> Chapter 1โ01 I stand on the podium, looking at the crowd in front of me. I'm scared, trembling as I face them. I can't complain. I volunteered for this, and in a few days, I'll have more money than I've ever seen in my life. But I have to get through the next few days andโฆ I'm scared. I am looking at a sea of male faces: handsome, ugly, white, black, Hispanic, Asian, tall, short. You name it, they're in front of me. The only thing they have in common: they're all rich. Some of them are very rich. I suppose that it will be one of the very rich ones who buys me. "Charlotte, turn around," instructs the auctioneer. "The clients want to see what they are paying for." I swallow hard and turn slowly around and, trying not to look anyone in the eye, drop my gaze to the floor. My breath is fast and short, my heart pounding. "Raise your head," shouts a voice from the floor. "At these prices, I want to see what I'm getting." I raise my head, biting my lip and trying to be brave. It's too late for me to back out now. If I do, they'll never give me a second chance and I'll have lost the opportunity of a lifetime. All the faces are staring at me. The auctioneer leans over to me and whispers, "If you want to get your price up, look at them. Smile a bit. You need to look young and shy, but not scared stupid. They want to know they're going to have a good time with you." I nod and try to follow his advice. Perhaps I could pick out odd individual faces and just exchange a look with them for a moment. Scanning the array of faces, I settle on a few of the more handsome, or more friendlyโlooking, ones. Some of the guys look quite scary and I really hope that none of them will be the winning bidder. "Now then gentlemen," starts the auctioneer. "We all know why we are here. Charlotte here is twentyโtwo years old and has been certified by our medical experts to be a vrgin. Of course, the winning bidder will be able to test that out for himself. All bids are final except in the event of Charlotte herself not complying with the terms of the auction. Which is to say that she will willingly serve the winning bidder in any way he requires for a period of one week. The sale of her vrginity is included in the terms. Recipients of the proceeds of the sale are: house takes 50%; Charlotte takes 50%. The winning bid will be lodged in full by the winning bidder with an intermediary attorney immediately after the close of the auction for the period of one week, after which it will be paid to the recipients." "So, gentlemen. Who is going to start the bidding?" Please, please let the bidding go well. I can't have done this for nothing. There is a huge computer screen on the wall, displaying the progress of the bidding. There are perhaps a couple of hundred faces or so actually in front of me, but I know there are remote bids being taken and I see agents pressing earโpieces to their heads, or scanning computer screens as the bidding progresses. The bidding goes very well, opening with an amount of money that makes me blink, then progressing in thousandโdollar increments. Well, at least I don't have to worry about not coming out of this with something worthwhile. My hope is that I can fund my way through college afterwards. One of the bidders catches my eye. He looks quite nice, goodโlooking. Will it be him? But after only a few minutes, he drops out, shaking his head at me. A note is passed to the auctioneer. He holds up his hand. "A pause please gentlemen. I am getting the message from several sources that for them to be willing to bid any higher, they want to be able to see more." He addresses me directly, "Charlotte. It is entirely your choice, but are you willing to undress at this stage, on the podium? It will almost certainly help you to bring a better price." "Undress now? All the way?" "It's up to you Charlotte. Noโone is going to make you. But the better they can see what they are buying, the better your chances." I nod, gulping. Except for the black leather collar at my throat, I am dressed sexily but demurely, not showing too much. The hall falls silent as I unbutton the blouse and let it fall to the floor. My skirt follows, leaving me skimpily dressed in black lace small clothes. "C'mon," shouts a voice from the back "let's see the rest." Oh God, don't let it be himโฆ Flushing, I unclip my bre, releasing my large, pendulous things. It feels no better, seeing appreciative, and sometimes calculating, looks from some of the faces in front of me. Slipping fingers inside my rest clothes, I slide them down to join the puddle of clothes on the floor. I hadn't anticipated this, thinking that I would at least be in private with whoever my owner of one week was going to be. Neked, I stand in front of my audience, trying to stand straight and thinking that I should be wanting to burst into tears. Oddly, I don't. The attack of nerves that has been holding me for the last two days is fading away and is being replaced with a kind of anticipation. My trembling is turning instead into a kind of quivering. It dawns on me that I am actually beginning to enjoy this. Shaking my head, my long copperโbronze hair settles in a cloud around my shoulders and cascading down to my waist. I am at least confident that I look good; flatโstomached, narrowโwaisted and longโlegged, I know that I have something worth selling. The bidding resumes. With mounting excitement, I watch the monitor as the high bid climbs ever higher. To my relief, the creep who shouted from the back of the room seems to be knocked out of the bidding early. Some of the audience seem to be there only to watch. Is this how they get their kicks? But plenty more do bid and I see more remote bids coming in through the agents. The bidding settles into a threeโway war between a short fat man (urgghhhhโฆ nooooโฆ), a tall, kindaโChineseyโlooking, guy, and someone at the back that I cannot see. The fat guy drops out, shaking his head and looking angry. The bidding continues between the Chinese guy and the otherโฆthen pausesโฆ Series One Book 1 Chapter 2โ02 "Final offer gentlemen? I have the bidding with number 247 at the back." The hammer hovers then bangs down. "Sold! Number 247." "Charlotte. Come down to the office please," says the auctioneer. Once I am inside he says, "Please read the sale document aloud and then sign it." I read the document. I agree that I am selling myself for the period of one week, to include the sale of my vrginity. I certify that I am a vrgin and "clean". I accept that I am agreeing to anything required of me by my Master that does not result in permanent injury to meโฆ It goes on. I read it aloud, demonstrating that I know exactly what I am agreeing to. Who is my new Master? A man pushes out of the crowd and passes a credit card to the auctioneer. A minute later he has keyed in a PIN. The auctioneer clips a lead to the collar on my neck and passes it to the man. He is tall and quite goodโlooking in a severe sort of way. Dressed in a white shirt, black pants and a leather jacket, his clothes look expensive but restrained. Dark, but silvering, hair frames a tanned face and deep brown eyes. His eyes smile as he looks at me, but his mouth does not. "Nice to meet you Charlotte. I'm your new Master for the week." "Nice to meet you too," I mumble, my nerves returning bigโtime. "Nice to meet you, Master," he says, tugging sharply at the leash. "Sorry, Master. Nice to meet you, Master." "That's better. Now come with me. We're going to have a little chat." He leads me to an anteโroom to the auction chamber. It seems to be a storage room for the more usual kind of auction, furniture stacked everywhere, pictures and ornaments, bricโaโbrac, the leftโovers of the lives of people who have moved on. My Master sits on an antique chair, dark wood intricately carved, gleaming gold in reflected sunlight, and smelling of beeswax. He is still holding my leash and looks me up and down carefully from where he sits. "Don't worry," he says. "I'll let you put some clothes on before we go. But right now, I'm enjoying the view." I am lost for words and just nod, standing awkwardly under the gaze of my Master. "On your knees, Charlotte," he says. I obey, trying not to graze my knees on the stone flag floor. Looking me straight in the face, he says, "Are you really a vrgin, Charlotte?" I nod dumbly. "Is Charlotte your real name?" Shake head. "No of course not. But for the avoidance of doubt for you, the auction house knows exactly who I am." He laughs. "If nothing else, they have my credit card details." Looking down at me, he tilts his head. "You are, how old? Twentyโtwo, was it?" I nod. "It's not easy to be a twentyโtwoโyearโold vrgin these days. How did you manage it?" "I got married. But he didn't love me. I found out later that he'd only got married to please his parentsโฆ Heโฆhe didn't like girlsโฆ On our wedding night, he wouldn'tโฆ" I run out of words. My Master sacks in his cheeks. "Not a good start to life, I have to agree. So, after the failure of this miserable marriageโฆ?" "I didn't have anything. I didn't know what to do. I want to go to college, but that needs a lot of money and my parents can't afford to help, soโฆ" "So, you decided to sell the assets you have, to the highest bidder to fund your way through college?" "Yes." He leans forward, sliding a finger down the side of my face to my collar bone. "A brave thing to do. I have to admire your guts, but it was astonishingly dangerous. You're lucky to have me as your buyer. Men who play these sorts of games can have veryโฆelaborate tastes in entertainment. I suspect you didn't know what you were agreeing to when you signed that contract. I'm going to enjoy taking your cherry and I'll test you to the edge with other games, believe me. But I won't do anything that might hurt you, not permanently." I gulp at the thought of what this might mean. What is he suggesting? "Tell me Charlotte. How much were you hoping to make out of this? That auction total was good, but it won't get you through college." "I don't really know. Just as much as possible." He pauses, obviously trying to choose his words. "The reason I am asking this Charlotte is that I have paid a very good price for you, but you could earn more if you are willing and if you have the nerve to carry it through." What does he mean? My mouth is dry and I simply wait for him to continue. "Let me tell you a little about myself. You have done this because you dream of a better life. Good for you. I have dreams too. Perhaps fantasies is a better wordโฆ One of them is to have a young and beautiful girl kneeling neked in front of me." He smiles down at me and I blush. "Another isโฆwell, this is going to be your first time. They say that we all remember our first time and I suppose mine would have been about average. I was a young, incompetent fumbler, but an older woman did me a favour and guided me through. She made it good for me. I've always dreamed of being able to take a girl's vrginity and make her first time wonderful for her. Do you understand me?" Feeling much reassured, "Mmm. That soundsโฆnice." "I'm glad you think so. Don't worry. Your first time is going to be as good as I know how to make it for youโฆ Howeverโฆ" He draws a deep breath. "There was a room full of men in there who would willingly pay to play other games with a girl like you: young, inexperienced, beautiful." My mouth is dry. "I'm sorry, I don't understandโฆ" "I own you for a week, Charlotte. If you want to earn as much money as possible, then it doesn't have to be just me. I have other fantasies than simply having your vrginity. I'd like to share you with other men. Watch them with you. Let them watch me with you. Several of us sharing you. Butโฆ" He stabs a finger towards me. "Understand that I won't do this without your agreement and without you being wellโrewarded for it. I'm asking you now because while we are still here at the auction house, this could be arranged if it is what you want and are willing to do it." I am shaking now. "Can I have a few minutes to think about it?" Series One Book 1 Chapter 3โ03 "Of course. That's only fair. I will stress, if you agree to this, you will be tested to the limit, but you won't be permanently hurt. I won't let anything serious happen to you. I will be in control, and I will control what happens. It's your choice." He stands. "I'm going to leave you alone for a while. Give you some space to think. I'll be next door. Come through when you're ready." He walks out, but then a moment later the door swings open again and he tosses something to me. "And put your clothes on Charlotte. I own you now, but you are in charge of what happens in the next few minutes." I get dressed, thinking hard. This could bring in enough to see me right through college. In truth, I know that I am not considering what to do. I have already decided. I am simply screwing up the courage to do it. Fully dressed, I step into the auction chamber and stand on the podium again, head raised, standing straight, staring over the sea of faces. They have waited. They knew this might happen. I stand with my hands clasped before me. It was once given to me as advice for a job interview: clasp the hands together so as not to show them shaking, to hide nerves. The advice stands me in good stead now. Trying to keep any wavering out of my voice, I look at my Master, and then the auctioneer. "I'll do it. Let's get on with it." There is a glint in my Master's eye. He nods acknowledgement to me, but do I seeโฆ admiration? The bidding resumes, but this time I am uncertain what exactly is being bid for. What have I agreed to? All I know is that the bids keep climbing and that half that money is mine. I must simply keep my nerve for a week. Lightโheaded, feeling a little spacedโout, I allow myself to drift offโฆ With a bang, the hammer comes down again. As I see the winning bid on the monitor, my heart misses a beat. So much money. Who is it? Who is it? Immediately, my Master comes to my side. Taking me by the arm he leads me to the office. "Sign there and there, Charlotte. I'll handle everything else. Don't worry. I'll look after you and your interests." I sign and then sit awhile while my Master speaks with the auctioneer. There is much muttered discussion. My Master breaks loose from the discussion, looking pleased. "Come on Charlotte. Let's get you out of here. You have an exciting week ahead of you." Still a bit dazed, I follow my Master. Taking my hand, as though we are a perfectly normal couple, he hails a taxi and barks a hotel address at the driver. The address is very much at the classy end of town. I had sort of expected this. With what he is paying for me, he just has to be rich. But when we arrive at the block, we take the lift to the penthouse. He catches my eye. "Not my home Charlotte. I've just rented it for the week, but the auction house knows where I have brought you." My jitters have returned and my Master sees this. "Relax. We'll have a meal first I think. Calm you down a bit. And perhaps some wine inside you might help? Do you like champagne?" "Um, not sure. I've never had it." "Excellent. I can introduce you to it then? What kind of food do you like?" "Err... Don't mind reallyโฆ Italian?" "Fine. We'll go to Luigi's around the corner then. I'll reserve a table for us. Why don't you have a look around? Have a bath or a shower perhaps? Make yourself comfortable. If you look in the wardrobes you will find bathrobes andโฆother clothes. Look them over." I leave him calling the restaurant to make the booking. Exploring the huge apartment, the lounge is vast and tastefully decorated, the bathroom luxurious, the bedroomโฆ The bedroom is beautiful. Whoever decorated it must have paid a fortune. The bedโฆ I don't want to look at the bed. I explore the wardrobes instead, which do indeed contain bathrobes. The other clothes range from jeans and teeโshirts, through the classic little black cocktail dress and evening gowns toโฆ Black leather? Vinyl? Some kind of harness? I take a robe and close the wardrobe again, turning to head for the bathroom, and all but scream as I walk into my Master who is standing behind me, offering me a champagne flute. "Calm down Charlotte. I promise I am not going to hurt you." Putting down the glass, he takes me in his arms, holding me like a little girl and kisses the top of my head. "I won't hurt you," he repeats. "Have your bath. Afterwards, try the dresses for size. They should fit. Your measurements were listed in the auction ad. I think the black one would suit you well, but you choose." He retrieves the glass and pushes it into my hand. "Please drink that. I want you to enjoy yourself." He grins, wickedly. "Think of this asโฆ'the adventure of a lifetime'." He is right. I have committed myself. His grin is infectious, and I start to smile as I gulp down the champagne. "You know," he says, "it really isn't meant to be drunk like that. Champagne should be savoured. Come and have some more." Later that evening, I feel great. My nerves have gone. I am having an adventure. I am here for the ride. At the restaurant, my Master is good company: full of interesting talk and anecdotes. "I don't want to embarrass you Charlotte. Here in public, you can call me 'James'. In private, I am 'Master'." Full of excellent food, and with perhaps just a little more wine inside than is quite good for me, we return to the hotel. My Master is all courtesy, holding out a hand to invite me to enter the apartment first, standing behind me to slip the coat from my shoulders, hanging it carefully. Eyes meeting mine, he takes me by the hand, leading me through to the bedroom. It is dimly lit, with only a flickering glow from candles scattered here and there. Standing before me, he strokes my face. "I'll tell you what's going to happen now Charlotte. Because this is your first time, you don't know what to expect. No matter what you have seen in movies or read in books, you just don't." I am trembling with a mixture of excitement, nerves and anticipation. I am confident that my Master will not hurt me more than necessary, butโฆ He continues. "I am going to undress you, quite slowly, because I am going to enjoy that. I saw you neked at the auction, but I didn't like it, seeing you treated like goods. This time I want to undress you carefully, to enjoy your body and for you to enjoy it too. If you would like to undress me too, partially or completely, that's fine, but you don't have to if you don't want to. Are you with me so far?" He takes my chin in one hand, tilting my face to his so that I must look him in the eye. I nod, gulping. | Allnovel | 6868 | https://www.facebook.com/100087452948658/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195256 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004054 | 1746634324 | 1634 | m.novelworldoversea.com | Learn more | IMAGE | Free Chapters๐ | https://m.novelworldoversea.com/7gut6e4vb00.html | 1.0590626232732E+14 | Allnovel | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463345187_2806302016213612_7977320294061128124_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ubx8KjH30JcQ7kNvgFkg53L&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AberkC6YtLhkti23tE3PkpF&oh=00_AYCZyCam_JddWaB4h-w9ORu6ihqCAwlluMXZSqiwsXoCvA&oe=671446E4 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | After buying my vrginity, my master shared me with other men. "Later, you will be tied and restrained." At his words, a surge of juices floods between my theghs. Opening my knees my Master sees how wet I am, and "Mmmm"s with a pleased sound. "Swing your legs up. Open your knees. Wider. Let me see you." I convulse at this neverโbeforeโexperienced sensation. My arms have, disobediently, flailed at random, and my Master's hands grab me by the wrists. "Did I tell you to move? Bad girl, are you asking for a punishment?" Series One Book 1 <The Vrgin Auctioned> Chapter 1โ01 I stand on the podium, looking at the crowd in front of me. I'm scared, trembling as I face them. I can't complain. I volunteered for this, and in a few days, I'll have more money than I've ever seen in my life. But I have to get through the next few days andโฆ I'm scared. I am looking at a sea of male faces: handsome, ugly, white, black, Hispanic, Asian, tall, short. You name it, they're in front of me. The only thing they have in common: they're all rich. Some of them are very rich. I suppose that it will be one of the very rich ones who buys me. "Charlotte, turn around," instructs the auctioneer. "The clients want to see what they are paying for." I swallow hard and turn slowly around and, trying not to look anyone in the eye, drop my gaze to the floor. My breath is fast and short, my heart pounding. "Raise your head," shouts a voice from the floor. "At these prices, I want to see what I'm getting." I raise my head, biting my lip and trying to be brave. It's too late for me to back out now. If I do, they'll never give me a second chance and I'll have lost the opportunity of a lifetime. All the faces are staring at me. The auctioneer leans over to me and whispers, "If you want to get your price up, look at them. Smile a bit. You need to look young and shy, but not scared stupid. They want to know they're going to have a good time with you." I nod and try to follow his advice. Perhaps I could pick out odd individual faces and just exchange a look with them for a moment. Scanning the array of faces, I settle on a few of the more handsome, or more friendlyโlooking, ones. Some of the guys look quite scary and I really hope that none of them will be the winning bidder. "Now then gentlemen," starts the auctioneer. "We all know why we are here. Charlotte here is twentyโtwo years old and has been certified by our medical experts to be a vrgin. Of course, the winning bidder will be able to test that out for himself. All bids are final except in the event of Charlotte herself not complying with the terms of the auction. Which is to say that she will willingly serve the winning bidder in any way he requires for a period of one week. The sale of her vrginity is included in the terms. Recipients of the proceeds of the sale are: house takes 50%; Charlotte takes 50%. The winning bid will be lodged in full by the winning bidder with an intermediary attorney immediately after the close of the auction for the period of one week, after which it will be paid to the recipients." "So, gentlemen. Who is going to start the bidding?" Please, please let the bidding go well. I can't have done this for nothing. There is a huge computer screen on the wall, displaying the progress of the bidding. There are perhaps a couple of hundred faces or so actually in front of me, but I know there are remote bids being taken and I see agents pressing earโpieces to their heads, or scanning computer screens as the bidding progresses. The bidding goes very well, opening with an amount of money that makes me blink, then progressing in thousandโdollar increments. Well, at least I don't have to worry about not coming out of this with something worthwhile. My hope is that I can fund my way through college afterwards. One of the bidders catches my eye. He looks quite nice, goodโlooking. Will it be him? But after only a few minutes, he drops out, shaking his head at me. A note is passed to the auctioneer. He holds up his hand. "A pause please gentlemen. I am getting the message from several sources that for them to be willing to bid any higher, they want to be able to see more." He addresses me directly, "Charlotte. It is entirely your choice, but are you willing to undress at this stage, on the podium? It will almost certainly help you to bring a better price." "Undress now? All the way?" "It's up to you Charlotte. Noโone is going to make you. But the better they can see what they are buying, the better your chances." I nod, gulping. Except for the black leather collar at my throat, I am dressed sexily but demurely, not showing too much. The hall falls silent as I unbutton the blouse and let it fall to the floor. My skirt follows, leaving me skimpily dressed in black lace small clothes. "C'mon," shouts a voice from the back "let's see the rest." Oh God, don't let it be himโฆ Flushing, I unclip my bre, releasing my large, pendulous things. It feels no better, seeing appreciative, and sometimes calculating, looks from some of the faces in front of me. Slipping fingers inside my rest clothes, I slide them down to join the puddle of clothes on the floor. I hadn't anticipated this, thinking that I would at least be in private with whoever my owner of one week was going to be. Neked, I stand in front of my audience, trying to stand straight and thinking that I should be wanting to burst into tears. Oddly, I don't. The attack of nerves that has been holding me for the last two days is fading away and is being replaced with a kind of anticipation. My trembling is turning instead into a kind of quivering. It dawns on me that I am actually beginning to enjoy this. Shaking my head, my long copperโbronze hair settles in a cloud around my shoulders and cascading down to my waist. I am at least confident that I look good; flatโstomached, narrowโwaisted and longโlegged, I know that I have something worth selling. The bidding resumes. With mounting excitement, I watch the monitor as the high bid climbs ever higher. To my relief, the creep who shouted from the back of the room seems to be knocked out of the bidding early. Some of the audience seem to be there only to watch. Is this how they get their kicks? But plenty more do bid and I see more remote bids coming in through the agents. The bidding settles into a threeโway war between a short fat man (urgghhhhโฆ nooooโฆ), a tall, kindaโChineseyโlooking, guy, and someone at the back that I cannot see. The fat guy drops out, shaking his head and looking angry. The bidding continues between the Chinese guy and the otherโฆthen pausesโฆ Series One Book 1 Chapter 2โ02 "Final offer gentlemen? I have the bidding with number 247 at the back." The hammer hovers then bangs down. "Sold! Number 247." "Charlotte. Come down to the office please," says the auctioneer. Once I am inside he says, "Please read the sale document aloud and then sign it." I read the document. I agree that I am selling myself for the period of one week, to include the sale of my vrginity. I certify that I am a vrgin and "clean". I accept that I am agreeing to anything required of me by my Master that does not result in permanent injury to meโฆ It goes on. I read it aloud, demonstrating that I know exactly what I am agreeing to. Who is my new Master? A man pushes out of the crowd and passes a credit card to the auctioneer. A minute later he has keyed in a PIN. The auctioneer clips a lead to the collar on my neck and passes it to the man. He is tall and quite goodโlooking in a severe sort of way. Dressed in a white shirt, black pants and a leather jacket, his clothes look expensive but restrained. Dark, but silvering, hair frames a tanned face and deep brown eyes. His eyes smile as he looks at me, but his mouth does not. "Nice to meet you Charlotte. I'm your new Master for the week." "Nice to meet you too," I mumble, my nerves returning bigโtime. "Nice to meet you, Master," he says, tugging sharply at the leash. "Sorry, Master. Nice to meet you, Master." "That's better. Now come with me. We're going to have a little chat." He leads me to an anteโroom to the auction chamber. It seems to be a storage room for the more usual kind of auction, furniture stacked everywhere, pictures and ornaments, bricโaโbrac, the leftโovers of the lives of people who have moved on. My Master sits on an antique chair, dark wood intricately carved, gleaming gold in reflected sunlight, and smelling of beeswax. He is still holding my leash and looks me up and down carefully from where he sits. "Don't worry," he says. "I'll let you put some clothes on before we go. But right now, I'm enjoying the view." I am lost for words and just nod, standing awkwardly under the gaze of my Master. "On your knees, Charlotte," he says. I obey, trying not to graze my knees on the stone flag floor. Looking me straight in the face, he says, "Are you really a vrgin, Charlotte?" I nod dumbly. "Is Charlotte your real name?" Shake head. "No of course not. But for the avoidance of doubt for you, the auction house knows exactly who I am." He laughs. "If nothing else, they have my credit card details." Looking down at me, he tilts his head. "You are, how old? Twentyโtwo, was it?" I nod. "It's not easy to be a twentyโtwoโyearโold vrgin these days. How did you manage it?" "I got married. But he didn't love me. I found out later that he'd only got married to please his parentsโฆ Heโฆhe didn't like girlsโฆ On our wedding night, he wouldn'tโฆ" I run out of words. My Master sacks in his cheeks. "Not a good start to life, I have to agree. So, after the failure of this miserable marriageโฆ?" "I didn't have anything. I didn't know what to do. I want to go to college, but that needs a lot of money and my parents can't afford to help, soโฆ" "So, you decided to sell the assets you have, to the highest bidder to fund your way through college?" "Yes." He leans forward, sliding a finger down the side of my face to my collar bone. "A brave thing to do. I have to admire your guts, but it was astonishingly dangerous. You're lucky to have me as your buyer. Men who play these sorts of games can have veryโฆelaborate tastes in entertainment. I suspect you didn't know what you were agreeing to when you signed that contract. I'm going to enjoy taking your cherry and I'll test you to the edge with other games, believe me. But I won't do anything that might hurt you, not permanently." I gulp at the thought of what this might mean. What is he suggesting? "Tell me Charlotte. How much were you hoping to make out of this? That auction total was good, but it won't get you through college." "I don't really know. Just as much as possible." He pauses, obviously trying to choose his words. "The reason I am asking this Charlotte is that I have paid a very good price for you, but you could earn more if you are willing and if you have the nerve to carry it through." What does he mean? My mouth is dry and I simply wait for him to continue. "Let me tell you a little about myself. You have done this because you dream of a better life. Good for you. I have dreams too. Perhaps fantasies is a better wordโฆ One of them is to have a young and beautiful girl kneeling neked in front of me." He smiles down at me and I blush. "Another isโฆwell, this is going to be your first time. They say that we all remember our first time and I suppose mine would have been about average. I was a young, incompetent fumbler, but an older woman did me a favour and guided me through. She made it good for me. I've always dreamed of being able to take a girl's vrginity and make her first time wonderful for her. Do you understand me?" Feeling much reassured, "Mmm. That soundsโฆnice." "I'm glad you think so. Don't worry. Your first time is going to be as good as I know how to make it for youโฆ Howeverโฆ" He draws a deep breath. "There was a room full of men in there who would willingly pay to play other games with a girl like you: young, inexperienced, beautiful." My mouth is dry. "I'm sorry, I don't understandโฆ" "I own you for a week, Charlotte. If you want to earn as much money as possible, then it doesn't have to be just me. I have other fantasies than simply having your vrginity. I'd like to share you with other men. Watch them with you. Let them watch me with you. Several of us sharing you. Butโฆ" He stabs a finger towards me. "Understand that I won't do this without your agreement and without you being wellโrewarded for it. I'm asking you now because while we are still here at the auction house, this could be arranged if it is what you want and are willing to do it." I am shaking now. "Can I have a few minutes to think about it?" Series One Book 1 Chapter 3โ03 "Of course. That's only fair. I will stress, if you agree to this, you will be tested to the limit, but you won't be permanently hurt. I won't let anything serious happen to you. I will be in control, and I will control what happens. It's your choice." He stands. "I'm going to leave you alone for a while. Give you some space to think. I'll be next door. Come through when you're ready." He walks out, but then a moment later the door swings open again and he tosses something to me. "And put your clothes on Charlotte. I own you now, but you are in charge of what happens in the next few minutes." I get dressed, thinking hard. This could bring in enough to see me right through college. In truth, I know that I am not considering what to do. I have already decided. I am simply screwing up the courage to do it. Fully dressed, I step into the auction chamber and stand on the podium again, head raised, standing straight, staring over the sea of faces. They have waited. They knew this might happen. I stand with my hands clasped before me. It was once given to me as advice for a job interview: clasp the hands together so as not to show them shaking, to hide nerves. The advice stands me in good stead now. Trying to keep any wavering out of my voice, I look at my Master, and then the auctioneer. "I'll do it. Let's get on with it." There is a glint in my Master's eye. He nods acknowledgement to me, but do I seeโฆ admiration? The bidding resumes, but this time I am uncertain what exactly is being bid for. What have I agreed to? All I know is that the bids keep climbing and that half that money is mine. I must simply keep my nerve for a week. Lightโheaded, feeling a little spacedโout, I allow myself to drift offโฆ With a bang, the hammer comes down again. As I see the winning bid on the monitor, my heart misses a beat. So much money. Who is it? Who is it? Immediately, my Master comes to my side. Taking me by the arm he leads me to the office. "Sign there and there, Charlotte. I'll handle everything else. Don't worry. I'll look after you and your interests." I sign and then sit awhile while my Master speaks with the auctioneer. There is much muttered discussion. My Master breaks loose from the discussion, looking pleased. "Come on Charlotte. Let's get you out of here. You have an exciting week ahead of you." Still a bit dazed, I follow my Master. Taking my hand, as though we are a perfectly normal couple, he hails a taxi and barks a hotel address at the driver. The address is very much at the classy end of town. I had sort of expected this. With what he is paying for me, he just has to be rich. But when we arrive at the block, we take the lift to the penthouse. He catches my eye. "Not my home Charlotte. I've just rented it for the week, but the auction house knows where I have brought you." My jitters have returned and my Master sees this. "Relax. We'll have a meal first I think. Calm you down a bit. And perhaps some wine inside you might help? Do you like champagne?" "Um, not sure. I've never had it." "Excellent. I can introduce you to it then? What kind of food do you like?" "Err... Don't mind reallyโฆ Italian?" "Fine. We'll go to Luigi's around the corner then. I'll reserve a table for us. Why don't you have a look around? Have a bath or a shower perhaps? Make yourself comfortable. If you look in the wardrobes you will find bathrobes andโฆother clothes. Look them over." I leave him calling the restaurant to make the booking. Exploring the huge apartment, the lounge is vast and tastefully decorated, the bathroom luxurious, the bedroomโฆ The bedroom is beautiful. Whoever decorated it must have paid a fortune. The bedโฆ I don't want to look at the bed. I explore the wardrobes instead, which do indeed contain bathrobes. The other clothes range from jeans and teeโshirts, through the classic little black cocktail dress and evening gowns toโฆ Black leather? Vinyl? Some kind of harness? I take a robe and close the wardrobe again, turning to head for the bathroom, and all but scream as I walk into my Master who is standing behind me, offering me a champagne flute. "Calm down Charlotte. I promise I am not going to hurt you." Putting down the glass, he takes me in his arms, holding me like a little girl and kisses the top of my head. "I won't hurt you," he repeats. "Have your bath. Afterwards, try the dresses for size. They should fit. Your measurements were listed in the auction ad. I think the black one would suit you well, but you choose." He retrieves the glass and pushes it into my hand. "Please drink that. I want you to enjoy yourself." He grins, wickedly. "Think of this asโฆ'the adventure of a lifetime'." He is right. I have committed myself. His grin is infectious, and I start to smile as I gulp down the champagne. "You know," he says, "it really isn't meant to be drunk like that. Champagne should be savoured. Come and have some more." Later that evening, I feel great. My nerves have gone. I am having an adventure. I am here for the ride. At the restaurant, my Master is good company: full of interesting talk and anecdotes. "I don't want to embarrass you Charlotte. Here in public, you can call me 'James'. In private, I am 'Master'." Full of excellent food, and with perhaps just a little more wine inside than is quite good for me, we return to the hotel. My Master is all courtesy, holding out a hand to invite me to enter the apartment first, standing behind me to slip the coat from my shoulders, hanging it carefully. Eyes meeting mine, he takes me by the hand, leading me through to the bedroom. It is dimly lit, with only a flickering glow from candles scattered here and there. Standing before me, he strokes my face. "I'll tell you what's going to happen now Charlotte. Because this is your first time, you don't know what to expect. No matter what you have seen in movies or read in books, you just don't." I am trembling with a mixture of excitement, nerves and anticipation. I am confident that my Master will not hurt me more than necessary, butโฆ He continues. "I am going to undress you, quite slowly, because I am going to enjoy that. I saw you neked at the auction, but I didn't like it, seeing you treated like goods. This time I want to undress you carefully, to enjoy your body and for you to enjoy it too. If you would like to undress me too, partially or completely, that's fine, but you don't have to if you don't want to. Are you with me so far?" He takes my chin in one hand, tilting my face to his so that I must look him in the eye. I nod, gulping. | Allnovel | 6868 | https://www.facebook.com/100087452948658/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2194746 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004044 | 1746634324 | 1634 | website.metronovel.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅClick to read<Accidental Surrogate for Alpha> | https://website.metronovel.com/share/middle/hpc2uey3a0ya0jpj2db1qjxx?campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 3.9922269327619E+14 | Gabriella Castillo | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463184811_3866663443574074_7462101078320820389_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=GrOjlc-Q5WoQ7kNvgG-0NlL&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A29zDPuidisfhvl3sq52A_5&oh=00_AYD5bFdM9bkOagZjpO-qN06wYP3GBoVralqgGHWU9Zw90g&oe=67145B5F | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I am only 30 but have only one egg left. I decided to have a baby on my own. By accident I get inseminated with the sperm of intimidating billionaire Dominic Sinclair. All of a sudden my life is turned upside down. โ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- โIโm sorry Ella.โ My physician says gently. โIโm afraid you have very few viable eggs remaining. Frankly, I normally see these numbers in women ten or fifteen years your senior.โ โWhat?โ I murmur, not believing my ears. Iโve been trying to have a baby for years. Iโm only 30, I should have plenty of eggs left. โIn terms of fertility, you have very little time left.โ She continues. โIf you want to conceive, you need to do so before your next cycle begins.โ โMy next cycle?โ I repeat, my mouth hanging open in shock. I love kids more than anything, and though it might not be everyoneโs ambition, I want nothing more than to be a mother. I have to get home and tell my boyfriend this news, and thereโs not a moment to waste. I make it home in record time, bursting through the door and opening my mouth to call for Mike, but stopping dead in my tracks. As soon as I walk in I see a pair of high heels and a handbag by the door โ neither of which belong to me. I put my ears towards the bedroom, and my stomach churns when I hear the unmistakable sound of moaning, accompanied by a steady thump thump thump, as the bed collides with the wall. Worse even than realizing that Mike is clearly in there with another woman, is realizing who heโs with. I know that handbag, and I know those shoes โ they belong to my best friend, Kate. โElla is so naive.โ Mike laughs, โCan you believe she actually expects me to have a baby with her?โ Kate snorts, โSheโs delusional. I donโt know how you put up with her for so long in the first place.โ โIf she wasnโt so beautiful I never would have given her the time of day.โ Mike scoffs. โThankfully daily doses of plan B kept her from ever conceiving.โ โThe morning after pill?โ Kate asks, โhow did you manage to give it to her without her realizing?โ โI put it in her morning coffee.โ Mike chortles, sounding far too proud of himself. My vision goes completely red as everything finally falls into place. Suddenly itโs clear why Iโve never been able to get a puppy, despite having unprotected happy times a week for years. Itโs even clear how I could have the eggs of a 45-year-old, if my despicable partner has been secretly feeding me emergency contraceptives every day โ thereโs no telling what other damage that might have done to my reproductive system. Before I can think better of it, I pull the smoke alarm on the wall, wanting to frighten and punish the pair in the bedroom so fiercely that I fear I might attack them when they emerge. Water immediately sprays down from the sprinkler system mounted to the ceiling as a shrill siren fills the air, and I hear Mike and Kate cry out in surprise. A few moments later they come rushing out of the bedroom, stopping in their tracks when they see me looming in the doorway. Mikeโs eyes go comically wide, โWhat are you doing home so early?โ The snake has the nerve to sound affronted that I surprised him, when heโs the one whoโs been sneaking around behind my back for God knows how long. He seems to realize how suspicious it looks that he and Kate are standing there in their underwear and quickly adds, โKate came to see me so we could plan a surprise for your birthday, but then we spilled coffee all over our clothes so we had to change.โ Fire blazes in my veins, he must truly believe Iโm an idiot if he expects me to buy such a feeble excuse. Itโs a testament to their horrifically low opinion of me that they buy my act, and I vow to get my revenge one way or another. I canโt believe I wasted so many years โ my best years โ on this scumbag. And now he may have cost me my future too. As soon as the thought enters my head, I know I canโt afford to waste another moment on Mike, I have more important things to take care of. I make my excuses and rush across town for the second time that afternoon, running to the comforting arms of my surrogate sister, Cora. Not only did we grow up together in the orphanage, but she became an OBGYN and now works for the most exclusive sperm bank in the city. Iโve never gone to her before because I always imagined Mike and I would eventually conceive the natural way, but that clearly isnโt an option anymore. Even if I could find a man willing to have a baby with me in time, Iโm not eager to trust anyone after Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm going to have to do this on my own, and I know Cora can help me. I donโt have much money, but I have enough savings to pay for the insemination, especially since I basically have one shot and one shot only. When I arrive, all my plans to lay out my situation for Cora clearly and concisely go out the window, because the moment I see my sister I fall to pieces. She hugs and kisses me until my tears subside, slowly extracting the story from me piece by piece. When she hears about Mike and Kate she swears up a storm, but thatโs nothing compared to her reaction when I explain about my fertility. โThat bad guy! Iโll kill him!โ She fumes, studying me with a worried expression. โElla, if your doctor was right this means you only have one chance to conceive.โ โI know.โ I sniffle. โAnd if this is going to be my only baby, I donโt want to take any chances. I want the best donor we can find.โ โDonโt you worry about that.โ Cora assures me, โWeโve got donations from actors, models, scientists โ itโs only the creme de la creme here.โ She glances at the door and lowers her voice. โYou didnโt hear it from me, but even Dominic Sinclair sent his samples here for testing.โ โDominic Sinclair? I repeat, โThe billionaire?โ Iโve seen the man around town, but we donโt exactly run in the same circles. He lives in the same neighborhood as my wealthy employer and often says hello to the children I nanny, but heโs always surrounded by bodyguards and is so intimidating I get goosebumps just thinking about him. โOh my god!.โ Cora slaps her hand over her mouth. โI wasnโt supposed to tell you that! I donโt know what I was thinking. Apparently heโs no stranger to fertility issues himself, and he trusted us to handle his swimmers over every other lab in the country. Iโve got his sperm in the other room at this very moment.โ She frets, โBut Ella you canโt tell anyone, you have to promise me.โ โOf course!โ I agree immediately. โI know how important confidentiality is here.โ โThank you,โ Cora breathes. โNow, Iโm going to give you a dossier of our clients so you can pick a donor, and once youโve chosen weโll get you knocked up before you can even blink.โ Itโs not an easy decision, but eventually I choose a handsome surgeon whose photo practically makes me swoon. Cora leaves the room only long enough to prepare the sample, and though she looks a bit flustered when she returns, she quickly and professionally completes the insemination, holding my hand when the procedure is finished. โItโs all take care of now, Ella.โ She promises, โYou can come back in ten days to see if it worked.โ Ten days. I think dazedly. Ten days to decide my entire future. I staring at the date circled on my calendar. Six days until I find out if my dreams are finally going to come trueโฆ or if I have to figure out an entirely different plan for my life. Iโve thought about nothing else since Cora inseminated me last week, Iโm so anxious to find out if Iโm carrying a puppy I havenโt even begun to process Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm trying to keep a level head, yet I canโt help but imagine my future with this new baby. Try as I might, I catch myself daydreaming about it constantly. I even find myself humming as I get ready for work in the morning. When I arrive at my employerโs estate in the most exclusive neighborhood in Moon Valley โ which basically makes it the most exclusive neighborhood in the world, since Moon Valley is one of the most expensive cities on the planet โ Iโm immediately greeted by two little voices shouting my name in excitement. โElla!โ The next thing I know, 3-year-old Millie is hugging my legs while her older brother, Jake, wraps his arms around my middle. โGood morning love puddles!โ I exclaim, returning their hugs. โAre you ready for the museum?โ โYeah!โ They cheer, racing out the door without even stopping to put on coats. It takes a bit of wrangling to get them back in and bundled up for the cold winter day, but before long we set out into the snow. Jake races ahead of Millie and I, impatient to get to the science museum and not seeming to notice that his sisterโs tiny legs simply donโt move that fast. Chuckling, I lift Millie into my arms and settle her on my hip. โGoodness, youโre getting too big for this, munchkin.โ โNuh-uh,โ Millie grins, โYouโre justs too little.โ She might have a point. At five foot one, I donโt exactly have the kind of build suited to heavy lifting. Iโm in great shape, but Iโve never been particularly strong. โSmarty pants.โ I tease, laughing with the little girl. When I look back towards Jake, I realize heโs stopped a few feet ahead of us. My heart skips a beat when I realize why. Weโre in front of the Sinclair mansion, and its owner is currently standing in the middle of the sidewalk, his gaze searing me like a firebrand as I approach with Millie. Dominic Sinclair is just about the most handsome man Iโve ever seen, but heโs also one of the most terrifying. With dark hair and piercing green eyes, chiseled features and a body so muscular I could swoon, it doesnโt seem fair he gets to look so good and also be so rich. If I didnโt know better I might think it was his wealth or imposing height that makes him so intimidating, after all heโs at least six foot four, which means he towers over me and everyone else around him. However itโs neither of those things, thereโs simply an indefinable quality about the man that I canโt put my finger on, one which screams danger. He gives off this energy thatโs so raw and animalistic one forgets thereโs anyone else in the room. Taking a steadying breath, I close the distance between us so Millie can say hello. When she greets him, Dominic drags his attention from me and offers her a smile so genuine that it tugs at my heartstrings. As I watch him talk to my two young charges, I remember what Cora told me about his infertility struggles. He clearly loves children, and I feel a wave of empathy for him. If anyone knows what itโs like to yearn for a family of their own, itโs me. Jake is currently showing Dominic his new toy airplane, pulling the matchbox model from his pocket and demonstrating how far it can fly. With a great heave, he sends the toy gliding through the air, only to land in the middle of the street. Before any of us can say a word, Jake races after it, right into the busy road. โJake no, be careful!โ I cry, watching him dart out into the path of an oncoming car but feeling frozen by my fear. Before I can contemplate putting Millie down to go after him, a blur of movement whirrs past my vision. Iโve never seen anyone move so fast in my life. Dominic became little more than a hazy outline of himself, chasing after Jake and pulling him out of the way just before the car slams into them. The vehicleโs tires are still screeching when Dominic sets Jake down beside me, his expression suddenly very stern. โThat was very dangerous.โ He scolds gently. โYou should never go into the street without looking both ways first.โ Jake hangs his head. โIโm sorry, I didnโt want my plane to get runned over.โ โYou are a million times more important than a toy.โ Dominic tells him firmly, โand you scared your nanny half to death.โ โIโm sorry, Ella.โ Jake sniffles, looking up at me with wide eyes. โI know sweetheart, just donโt ever do that again.โ I breathe, cuddling him against my side. โThank you so much.โ I say to Dominic, feeling more grateful than I can express. โI have no idea how you moved so fast! It was like something out of a superhero film.โ โMust have been the adrenaline.โ Dominic shrugs, giving Millie another smile before taking his leave. โEnjoy the rest of your day, and stay out of the road young man!โ โYes sir!โ Jake calls after him, pocketing his airplane. โI really am sorry.โ He adds to me. โItโs forgotten.โ I tell him softly, though I take his hand so that he canโt run off again. โIt all happened so fast.โ I tell Cora later that night. โI mean the more I think about it, the more amazing it seems. One moment he was there, and the next he was gone. It was like magic.โ โThank goodness Jake is alright.โ She replies, but rather than looking relieved, her face is twisted into a deep grimace. Studying my sisterโs expression, I realize her grim demeanor is not just about Jakeโs near miss. Something else is wrong, and I actually feel guilty for not noticing sooner. โIs everything okay?โ Cora frowns, โNot really. But youโve got so much going on right now, itโs not important.โ โCora, donโt be ridiculous.โ I admonish. โWhatโs going on?โ โWell, speaking of Dominic Sinclair,โ She begins cryptically, โyou know that sperm he sent to us for testing?โ โYeah,โ I confirm, wondering where on earth this was going. โItโs gone missingโฆ and Iโm the last person who saw it, not to mention it was in my custody.โ She explains, her voice becoming thick with emotion. โElla, I thinkโฆ I think Iโm going to be fired. And if thereโs an investigation I could lose my medical license.โ โWhat?โ I exclaim. โWhat do you mean itโs missing? A vial of sperm canโt just get up and walk away.โ โI know, I think someone had to steal it, but thereโs no way of knowing whoโs responsible. And it looks like Iโm going to have to take the blame.โ She shares, her eyes shining with tears. โCora, I canโt believe you didnโt tell me this sooner!โ I lament, โThey canโt fire you, it isnโt fair.โ โYou donโt understand, Dominic is one of our biggest donors.โ Cora explains. โAnd heโs furious, he basically wants my head on a platter.โ A week ago I might have believed there was no hope for Cora, but seeing how kind and understanding Dominic was with the kids today makes me wonder if he could really be so heartless. Surely if he understood that Cora would never be so irresponsible heโd show some leniency? I have to try and help her, I would do anything for my sister โ even begging a ruthless billionaire for mercy. Three days to go. I repeat these words to myself as I walk down the street, still preoccupied with my possible pregnancy, even as I prepare to go to bat for my sister. In some ways it's a coping mechanism: Iโm about to beg Dominic Sinclair to save Coraโs job, and I need a comforting thought to help me get through this. His bodyguards see me first, and I can see their mouths moving as they watch me move closer, no doubt notifying him of my presence. Approaching nervously behind Dominic, I wonder for the hundredth time if this is a mistake. Who am I to ask a favor from one of the most powerful men on the planet? Shaking myself, I tell the little voice in the back of my mind to shut up โ this is for Cora. I might not be brave for myself, but I can be brave for her. โMr. Sinclair?โ I ask hesitantly, feeling my heart pound violently against my ribcage. He turns around and gazes imperiously down at me. โYes?โ โIโm Ella Reina, I nanny for Jake and Millie Graves.โ I begin, gnawing on my lower lip. His dark eyes catch on my mouth, and suddenly I feel like a frightened rabbit in front of a hungry wolf. โI know who you are, Ella.โ The sound of my name on his lips sends a shiver down my spine. He speaks the familiar syllables with so much purpose, as if they truly mean something to him. โOhโฆ well, I donโt mean to be impertinent, but Iโm friends with Dr Cora DanielsโฆโAs soon as I say her name, his expression closes off, and some unidentified emotion flashes in his eyes. โShe told me sheโs in trouble at work, and I know youโre one of the bankโs donors.โ I improvise. โI donโt know what Cora is being accused of, but Iโm sure sheโs innocent. She takes her job incredibly seriously, and she would never do anything to risk her career.โ โAnd what do you expect me to do about it?โ Dominic asks ominously. I can tell he doesnโt believe my weak story, his body language has changed completely, and I can feel his rising anger vibrating in the air around us. โI just thoughtโฆ I hoped that if you had any sway there, you might be able to put in a good word for her.โ I finish, feeling color flood my cheeks. Iโm both ashamed of myself for such a feeble attempt, but unsure how else to handle such a delicate topic. The last thing I want is to get Cora in even more trouble than before. Dominicโs jaw ticks as he watches me, and the voice in the back of my head urges me to run for it. โFrom what Iโve heard, your friend made a very serious mistake, and the consequences have been more than appropriate. The best thing she can do now is take responsibility for her mistakes, not sending you to do her dirty work for her.โ โI โ she didnโt, she doesnโt even know Iโm here! I swear.โ I plead. โIโve said all Iโm going to say on this matter.โ Dominic declares, turning away from me and striding into his house. The door slams shut behind him, and Iโm left with his various bodyguards. โYou need to leave now, miss.โ One of the men announces sharply. โI canโt.โ I moan, โhe has to understand, sheโs going to lose everything!โ โWeโre not going to ask you again.โ A second guard growls, a clear threat in his words. โPlease, sheโs innocent.โ I beg, โyou have to โโ before I can say anything more, the men grab me by the arms and begin trying to lead me off the property. Feeling truly desperate, I dig in my heels, deciding that my dignity is worth Coraโs entire future. โIโm begging you, if I could just talk to Mr. Sinclair.โ โYouโve already talked to him.โ The first guard grumbles, โand frankly youโre lucky he was as generous to you as he was. Your friend clearly told you things she shouldnโt.โ The next thing I know, theyโve thrown me off the property and onto the sidewalk so forcefully that I lose my balance, tumbling to the ground as tears spark in my eyes. The iron gates slam shut behind me, and I have no choice but to slink off before I can embarrass myself further. Of course, this was only the beginning of my misfortune. When I arrived at work the next day, I found that my keys no longer fit the locks on the front door. I knocked, overwhelmed with confusion, and a few minutes later the door swung open to reveal Jake and Millieโs furious mother. โMy keys arenโt working.โ I tell her, wondering why sheโs glaring at me so fiercely. โTheyโre not meant to.โ She answers coldly, โas of yesterday afternoon, your services were no longer required.โ โIโฆ youโre firing me?โ I squeak, not believing my ears. โWhy?โ โWe got a call from the neighbors.โ She explains haughtily, โapparently you let Jake run into the road the other day where he was almost hit by a car! And then yesterday you were seen making a fool of yourself at Dominic Sinclairโs home โ they said his bodyguards had to drag you off the grounds like a common criminal.โ โThat isnโt fair, that isnโt what happened!โ I plead. โJake through his toy into the road and ran after it, I didnโt let it happen, and what happened with Mr. Sinclair was a misunderstanding.โ โI donโt want to hear it.โ She hisses. โNow leave before I call the police.โ โPlease, canโt I at least say goodbye to the kids?โ I request, praying sheโll grant me this one kindness. โIโm dialing.โ She tells me simply, pulling her cell phone from her pocket. โNo!โ I raise my palms in supplication, โItโs okay, Iโll go.โ For the second time this week, I find myself shamefully retreating through this opulent neighborhood with tears streaming down my face. What hurts even worse than losing my job is the fact I didn't get to explain the situation to Jake and Millie, or see them one last time. Iโm sure their mother will tell them horrible things about me, despite the fact that Iโve been lovingly raising for them for the last two years. I know Dominic Sinclair is responsible for this. I donโt believe my ex-bossโs story about the neighbors for one moment. He clearly wanted to punish me, just like heโs having Cora punished. A rush of fury takes hold of me, and suddenly I wish I could punish him somehow. Itโs not like me to be so vindictive, but right now it truly feels like my entire life is falling apart, and itโs partly his fault. I spent all my money on the insemination, and without a job I have almost nothing. How am I ever going to afford to have a baby now? I guarantee Iโm not going to get a good reference from Jake and Millieโs mother. As if things werenโt already bad enough, when I return home I find a stack of bills in the mailbox and I donโt even recognize half the senders. I open them one by one, feeling my confusion and disbelief grow by the minute. 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He immediately dropped the document and rushed out! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &35& | Hello reading | 47241 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195495 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004059 | 1746634324 | 1634 | m.novelworldoversea.com | Learn more | IMAGE | Click to read all chapters | https://m.novelworldoversea.com/4u9l6i45jg0.html | 4.181661680556E+14 | Storyverse | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463127260_1322984638670918_1536028500032277861_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=JD_QHuRNGJYQ7kNvgE3Mehu&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AYqVnTMXEnfZxzf8Wg899kk&oh=00_AYDBxNA6kLrbD2T3_OlDuf2-GlaxvH1rPURfChg3e2e-mg&oe=67143A10 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Uncle Aleksei forced his hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? 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| 2194837 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004046 | 1746634324 | 1634 | fb.me | Sign up | IMAGE | Free Class! END NEUROPATHY PAIN! - TUES OCT 22. 4pm Only! | http://fb.me/ | 2.4813442839155E+14 | Workshops For Health | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463073772_509768318492077_1589052857107627947_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=wrV9gJGoHZwQ7kNvgEFtLGY&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A4OFw9GFswNPDxgsWdMLmfl&oh=00_AYCHtLlkuT2-JG55AqdSxjlq3-u40U2pVNtAk7G8V-Elng&oe=67143CCE | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Hey Tulsa & surrounding areas! We are inviting 35 guests to a complimentary free class on TUESDAY, OCT 8th to learn how our SUCCESSFUL, NON INVASIVE approaches have helped so many patients overcome NEUROPATHY by: โ Increasing blood supply to the nerves โ Waking up nerve endings โ Increasing blood flow in the feet or hands โ Increasing balance and mobility โ Decreasing pain WHERE: HOLIDAY INN & SUITES, TULSA SOUTH 10020 E 81st St, Tulsa, OK 74133 WHEN: TUESDAY, OCT 22 @ 4pm As a fully integrated multidisciplinary clinic, our professional providers have chosen the most effective, non surgical treatments for neuropathy pain relief. ALL UNDER ONE ROOF to bring you better health and a better quality of life! Cost: Free, must RSVP, click on SIGN UP button below! This is a SAFE, non surgical, long term solution for: ๐ด Numbness ๐ด Diabetic nerve pain ๐ด Sharp, electric like pain ๐ด Burning or tingling ๐ด Muscle weakness ๐ด Difficulty sleeping from leg or foot discomfort ๐ด Pain when walking ๐ด Balance & coordination issues By effectively treating neuropathy with our cutting edge advanced protocols, we have helped many people return to the things they love to do! We can't wait to share how our amazing programs have helped patients: โ Have More Energy โ Relieve Pain and Inflammation โ Increase Balance and Mobility โ Enjoy Life To The Fullest This is the FUTURE OF HEALTHCARE! โญ Click on the SIGN UP button below NOW! * Limited to the first 35 people WHERE: HOLIDAY INN & SUITES, TULSA SOUTH 10020 E 81st St, Tulsa, OK 74133 WHEN: TUESDAY, OCT 22nd @ 4pm โญโญโญโญโญ Here's what people had to say! "Iโm going on week 4 of treatments and already feeling better. I no longer have pain at night. I can actually feel my feet again. It has allowed me to have more control and balance once again. I highly recommend that you make an appointment to see how you will benefit. The staff is super friendly and knowledgeable." - Peter N โญโญโญโญโญ "I have been looking 4 healing โค๏ธโ not just treating forever symptoms that get worse with time! So thrilled to find out healing is possible when I listened to Dr. Bill Lewis online. What a relief & a blessing to find such a complete program that attacks the problem in so many productive ways. In one week I can already feel some difference. So very thankful & encouraged!!" - Linda H โญโญโญโญโญ "Iโve been going for about 8 weeks and have been doing the home treatments twice daily. The coldness in my feet is no longer there. My sensation in my feet has improved and my balance is better. The staff is friendly and I enjoy my visits.- Bob W โญโญโญโญโญ Dr. Lewis and his staff are amazing at helping people to feel great and healthy with the unique holistic approach that truly works if the issueโs detected timely. Thank You for your beautiful mission! - Kate S โญโญโญโญโญ I completed the treatment and it helped out a lot. My wife and I both underwent the program. Everyone was really nice and informative. Christine gave me a lot of good advice for post treatment therapy. I give everyone there 10 stars. - Tom P We look forward to meeting you! Dr. Lewis, DC | Workshops For Health | 258 | https://www.facebook.com/61558177888815/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195108 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634324 | 1634 | itunes.apple.com | Install now | VIDEO | Read with Your Earsโคโค | http://itunes.apple.com/app/id6673898734 | 4.7607252558073E+14 | BestDrama | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463106760_1068427247698230_8465274507765395895_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=moJ-sGco3xkQ7kNvgHmPpM_&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AYFMlwHrxpvvr6HRuMvDgmV&oh=00_AYCKP8bcYSyyjWvjDHngANl4FRHR4fTvBLoRF3bIg0MZTg&oe=671433F5 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "Justin, though you are my twin sister's mate. My dad is really mad at you and Raven being mates." Twin sister Reagan said to my mate. "I don't mind rejecting her, but I would have been embarrassed to face my mate" Justin said. "My father has decided to appoint me as his future Alpha not my sister Raven. So, I will be your luna." Reagan said to Justin. ******** I silently run through the woods letting my wolf Emerald out tonight. She has been anxious all day, well really the last few days, and I could tell that she needed to come out for a run. Alpha Cole Walker is the Alpha of the Blood Walker pack. He is said to be one of the most dangerous Alphas in the United States. It is said that he would hurt anyone who dared to enter his pack uninvited. Due to this fact, most of our pack members studiously avoid this area altogether. My twin sister, Reagan, is the golden child of the pack. They all love her unconditionally. She is cherished and appreciated, no matter what she does. They all seem to ignore the fact that she is a horrible and mean she-wolf. I was born first, and with that should come the respect that after I find my mate, I will officially be the Luna here, and he will take over as the Alpha of the pack. Yet they all treat her as the next Luna. My sister and I are the only children that our parents had. The Goddess never blessed them with another child, even though they tried for years. My father, Alpha Graham Sullivan, is very strict with me. I am not allowed to leave my room other than to eat my meals and then return back to my room again. I am also not allowed to leave our pack for any reason. I have never even crossed the border of the Sliver Blade pack in my life. I was the Alpha's daughter, but I was not a valued member of this pack. Telling on me has always resulted in a bonus for whoever told on me to my father. I have had to learn how to overcome this on my own. It has made me very independent over the years, as well as a very good climber. I use the tree outside my window at the pack house, to climb up and down to get in and out of my room. From my vantage point, I can see who is coming now and rolled my eyes so hard I almost saw my brain. It was Reagan, and she was pulling the arm of a pretty large guy, as she headed toward the grassy bank near my tree. I realized right this moment that I have picked a terrible place to hide. I should have doubled back and then climbed in my window to my room and I would have been safe and sound in my room. Reagan is clearly out with one of her many men, as she was allowed to stay out and do whatever she wanted to. I mean how else could she beat me to finding her mate if she didn't flirt with all the unmated men in our pack? I rolled my eyes again and then froze when I looked at them again and got a good look at his face. That smell coming off of him was starting to drive me wild, he smelled like freshly baked cinnamon buns, and I was now pissed off. She had come here with the guy that I had a crush on, someone with whom she had never shown any interest in before. It was our Beta's son and the guy that I have had a crush on for the last year and a half. "No, don't stop them, Raven, she has already been dating with him for the last few months. This is not the first time, it has been well before he returned to the pack earlier this week. They are together now, dating, and they have both vowed to reject their actual mates to stay together to take over and run this pack. Please, just try to bear it, I will help you get through it. I am glad that you are in a secure location, this may make you pass out" Emerald linked me, and I felt physically sick. "How do you know this? Did she know that he is my mate? Why can't I approach him? Maybe he wants me, Emerald. Please let me stop this. He might not know that I am his mate, he may still want me, want US! I don't want to lose him, Emerald. He may not be aware his true mate is here. Can't he already smell our scent up here, like I smelled his scent? Are you sure that this is the only way? Please Emerald" I linked her back, and I feel the tears that are already sliding down my face. I have questions, and I need answers. I am frustrated. I don't want to give up on my true mate. He doesn't even know that I am here, and I do want him. I don't want to give him up, especially not to my sister Reagan. I don't know if I can survive this level of betrayal. "I can't wait for mom and dad to announce to the pack that we will be the Alpha and Luna tomorrow. This is something that I have really wanted for the last 8 years. I am so glad you decided that we could be chosen mates. " My sister says to my mate. "Besides, I am also glad that you are willing to lead the Silver Blade pack with me. I have a feeling that my freak of a sister who keeps staring at you is going to be crushed when she finds out that we are together. You dodged by deciding to accept me as your chosen mate. I know that she has a crush on you, so she would probably try to ask you out or something when she sees that you are back from break." She adds. "I think we will be so happy together. Raven will be so angry when she finds out that we planned this months ago. I cannot wait for her to find out. I even told mom to have her sit on the front row for the pack meeting tomorrow, so I can see her face when dad makes the announcement. I am going to put her next to you so it will hurt her more when dad calls you up on stage. When she realizes that her crush is going to be my mate, she is going to be so jealous of me. I am so going to get a picture of her face when she finds out, as I will want to remember that moment for a long time" I heard Reagan say to him, and I was so choked up I couldn't hold in the sob of pain that managed to escape. It wasn't loud, but with werewolf hearing, it was loud enough. I just stayed completely still and prayed that they hadn't heard me, but Justin started talking when my sob escaped, and they had no reaction, so I think I am safe. "I have always thought that you were a she-wolf, Reagan. I am so glad that you came up to my training with your offer, and for us to get extra special time together. If Raven were allowed to move around the pack, I don't think that she would be missing the fact that she is my mate. I scented her today when I got back to the pack and confirmed she is my mate. Per our agreement, I don't mind rejecting her, as I am clearly getting the better sister out of this deal. I would have been embarrassed to have to call that freak of nature my mate" Justin said, and with it, my heart was completely crushed. These two evil people deserved each other, and I will not waste another tear on his betrayal. He "chose" her, so he can keep her. She will never be faithful to him, and he will not ever be able to trust that their children are his either. She was just doing this to ensure that they become the next Alpha and Luna. She is what he wanted, so she can have him. I am thoroughly disgusted by both of them, and I will not allow them to make me sad one more day. I had already decided to get out of this horrible pack, and I will not miss the Silver Blade pack for a second. "She is your mate? Are you serious? Oh, this is the best" Reagan said as she laughed out in joy at hearing this information. "Justin, why haven't you mentioned this to me before?" Reagan continued. "I just found out about it earlier today as I have been gone for my training for the last 4 months. I caught my mate's scent and followed it so I could go ahead and reject them. I realized it was coming from the Alpha level, and when I went up and it led me straight to her door, it was really faint, but I sensed it. She doesn't even know it yet. I am sure that this information is not going to go over well with your parents. They may be upset when they find out. Are they still going to want us to move forward with our plan? Or are they going to want me and Raven to be mates because we are true mates?" Justin asked Reagan. I have to admit, I was interested in her reply as well, but I already suspected what the answer was going to be. "Oh no Justin, you will definitely be staying with me. I know dad is really going to get a kick out of you and Raven being mates. Mom might feel a little bad for her, but I think that this is great. I could not be happier that her true mate, will become my chosen mate. We will rule the Silver Blade pack together, and it will hurt her every day to see us together. It is my pack any way, it was never going to be hers. Maybe if we are lucky since she doesn't have a wolf, she won't be able to scent you, and your rejection might even hurt her when you do it. That would be the best-case scenario for all of us" Reagan said, and I could tell that Justin was a little shocked at how hateful she was. Reagan could tell that Justin was not liking this side of her so she quickly changed her attitude and started cooing at Justin, "She doesn't deserve you, baby, I love you and I want you. Hopefully, you will come to love me too. I was just worried, I don't want you falling in love with my sister after we have already mated." Reagan said to Justin, looking up at him adoringly through her long lashes. I have to admit, she really knows how to work people to do what she wants them to. Her ability to look innocent and pure is without measure, she could have been an actress. "Dad hates Raven. He will be very happy about this. He has never loved her since the day that she was born. Mom might be a little upset, but she will get over it. She and dad are chosen mates, she gave up her true mate to become the Luna of the Silver Blade pack. She did it herself, and if it is good enough for her, then it is good enough for me to do it as well. We make the perfect couple. We will have strong pups, and our pack will flourish" Reagan said, and I am stunned. I knew my dad was mean, but to hate me, why? What reason could he possibly have for hating me? My parents have told the whole pack numerous times through the years that they were true mates. They are very affectionate with each other in front of the pack. I didn't even know that they weren't true mates. What else don't I know about them? "We will do the same thing. You will have to reject Raven first thing in the morning, or after the pack meeting. But you will have to do it where no one else will hear you. Dad is going to tell the pack that we are true mates, so they will fully support us. Dad thinks that it would be a mistake to not have the pack's full support behind us when we go to take it over from my parents" Reagan said, and I am amazed at all the plans that they have kept away from me. Just another thing that shows how much difference there is between Reagan and me. I hear them touching again and wonder when they plan on leaving the area, don't they need to get back to the pack house? I narrow my eyes at Reagan, as she is ecstatic about getting to truly rub all of my misfortune in right now. Justin is getting the opportunity to reject me, so the situation that we are now in is all positive for them. "Raven, why are you out of the house? Are you supposed to be out here? Are you OK? That fall looked like it hurt pretty bad" I hear my sister ask me with an innocent look on her face like she cared about me. She was fully aware of how I am kept a prisoner here at the Silver Blade pack. I really have to get out of here. I needed to check and see how badly I am hurt because I don't know if I even have time to go pack a bag now. I may be having to leave here with nothing, but I am OK with that. I just need to get the heck out of here. I will figure out what I need to do after I am safely free of Silver Blade. "Are you ignoring me, Raven? Are you sure you want to do that to me? Fine then, I will just make sure that you get punished for leaving your room. You are not supposed to be out here anyway. I will just let dad know that you are out here, and he will take care of you" Reagan said with a smirk, and then she started mind linking. I and my wolf were running away from this pack. But they caught us immediately. "If you come back here now Raven, I won't punish you for leaving your room without permission" I heard my father tell me. "Nothing in the world could possess me to do that father," I told him, and I see his eyes glazing over as he goes to link someone. I could care less what they have to say to me, and I turned to walk away. "You will get punishment in the Blood Walker pack. You know how dangerous they are Raven, you have heard this fact for your whole life. They cannot be trusted, and you are now a rogue. We have told you, and the whole pack, exactly what happens to those who trespass on their land. The moment they scent you they will move in, and you will die today. Is that what you want? Do you want to die? I will get you more freedom in the pack. I will allow you to go to the library every day instead of once a week. How does that sound?" my mother's voice is calming and comforting. She has never before sounded as nice as this, and I know that dad put her up to try to lure me back into the Siler Blade pack. They must be desperate to do it, so I want to see how far they intended to go with it. "Let me ask you this mother. Was the plan to get Justin to take Reagan as a chosen mate her idea, or dad's?" I asked her. Mom is not a very good liar. I can see her expression as we are only about 20 feet apart from each other right now. "I don't know what you are talking about Raven, they are mates," my mom said to me, and now I smirk at her. Clearly, mom was keeping me out of the loop and doesn't know that I know for a fact that they aren't. "Thanks for always lying to me mom. That makes it so much easier on me. I will not be coming back to the Silver Blade pack. This is the last time, Goddess willing, that you all will probably see me and actually I am welcoming the death that is coming to me. It will be better than the life I have lived since Reagan tried to hurt me, and my own dad called me a liar when I told him what actually happened. Justin is not her mate mom, and I know this because he is MY mate. It is disgusting what all you three have done to me and allowed to be done to me my whole life. I never deserved to be treated the way I was. I can only hope that I can find my way and get to live a life that allows me to find someone who loves me and realizes that I am a good person. I don't think that is too much to ask for, do you mom? It seems like you and dad are willing to do anything to get me to come back over the fence, but we both know that if I did come back, I would either immediately be thrown in the cells. So, I will take my chances over here, where at least I have a chance" I told them and turned again to leave. I only made it a few steps before I was stopped again by my father's hateful words. "You are ungrateful daughter, How do you have the nerve to say that to me? I have clothed and fed you, provided you a room, and let you go to school. I did take care of you, and it is disgusting to see how you repay me. Lying about Justin being your mate. Trying to take your sister's mate away from her. I know that I can speak for your mother as well as myself when I say that we hope the Blood Walker pack disposes of you quickly. I only wish I could punish you myself" my dad roared out, and the hate was coming off of him in waves. "You disgust me father," I told him and the tone I used to draw out the word father let him know just how little I thought of him being my father. "I have never done anything to cause a problem or disruption in the pack, or in the family. I did what I was told this whole time. Even as knowing that you let the whole pack know that I was fair game if they wanted to hurt me, and they did dad, over and over again. You know what, it was my family that really took the award for the most torment. Your unwarranted hate, mom never supporting me, and my sister allowed to try to hurt me, and incite others up against me made me realize that life will be much better on this side of the border than it was on that side. Even if I only live an hour more, it would be better than the years I spent over there." I wiped off my tears and walked past them, suddenly, I hear something coming to meโฆ >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Immerse yourself further! Get the app to continue this incredible audiobook. Search for ID: 98441 | BestDrama | 0 | https://www.facebook.com/61567079787096/ | 0 | INSTALL_MOBILE_APP | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195062 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004050 | 1746634324 | 1634 | itunes.apple.com | Install now | VIDEO | Read with Your Earsโคโค | http://itunes.apple.com/app/id6673898734 | 4.7607252558073E+14 | BestDrama | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463089298_524840760475840_1394876726634069303_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=EEDPt9CRktkQ7kNvgEuy22c&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AAnNHv4bQSZixlWegpMPFSG&oh=00_AYBAOtL04knd4VG3d3eq01Qg6fdQpKM16XYA5MAHzDWZXg&oe=67144027 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "Justin, though you are my twin sister's mate. My dad is really mad at you and Raven being mates." Twin sister Reagan said to my mate. "I don't mind rejecting her, but I would have been embarrassed to face my mate" Justin said. "My father has decided to appoint me as his future Alpha not my sister Raven. So, I will be your luna." Reagan said to Justin. ******** I silently run through the woods letting my wolf Emerald out tonight. She has been anxious all day, well really the last few days, and I could tell that she needed to come out for a run. Alpha Cole Walker is the Alpha of the Blood Walker pack. He is said to be one of the most dangerous Alphas in the United States. It is said that he would hurt anyone who dared to enter his pack uninvited. Due to this fact, most of our pack members studiously avoid this area altogether. My twin sister, Reagan, is the golden child of the pack. They all love her unconditionally. She is cherished and appreciated, no matter what she does. They all seem to ignore the fact that she is a horrible and mean she-wolf. I was born first, and with that should come the respect that after I find my mate, I will officially be the Luna here, and he will take over as the Alpha of the pack. Yet they all treat her as the next Luna. My sister and I are the only children that our parents had. The Goddess never blessed them with another child, even though they tried for years. My father, Alpha Graham Sullivan, is very strict with me. I am not allowed to leave my room other than to eat my meals and then return back to my room again. I am also not allowed to leave our pack for any reason. I have never even crossed the border of the Sliver Blade pack in my life. I was the Alpha's daughter, but I was not a valued member of this pack. Telling on me has always resulted in a bonus for whoever told on me to my father. I have had to learn how to overcome this on my own. It has made me very independent over the years, as well as a very good climber. I use the tree outside my window at the pack house, to climb up and down to get in and out of my room. From my vantage point, I can see who is coming now and rolled my eyes so hard I almost saw my brain. It was Reagan, and she was pulling the arm of a pretty large guy, as she headed toward the grassy bank near my tree. I realized right this moment that I have picked a terrible place to hide. I should have doubled back and then climbed in my window to my room and I would have been safe and sound in my room. Reagan is clearly out with one of her many men, as she was allowed to stay out and do whatever she wanted to. I mean how else could she beat me to finding her mate if she didn't flirt with all the unmated men in our pack? I rolled my eyes again and then froze when I looked at them again and got a good look at his face. That smell coming off of him was starting to drive me wild, he smelled like freshly baked cinnamon buns, and I was now pissed off. She had come here with the guy that I had a crush on, someone with whom she had never shown any interest in before. It was our Beta's son and the guy that I have had a crush on for the last year and a half. "No, don't stop them, Raven, she has already been dating with him for the last few months. This is not the first time, it has been well before he returned to the pack earlier this week. They are together now, dating, and they have both vowed to reject their actual mates to stay together to take over and run this pack. Please, just try to bear it, I will help you get through it. I am glad that you are in a secure location, this may make you pass out" Emerald linked me, and I felt physically sick. "How do you know this? Did she know that he is my mate? Why can't I approach him? Maybe he wants me, Emerald. Please let me stop this. He might not know that I am his mate, he may still want me, want US! I don't want to lose him, Emerald. He may not be aware his true mate is here. Can't he already smell our scent up here, like I smelled his scent? Are you sure that this is the only way? Please Emerald" I linked her back, and I feel the tears that are already sliding down my face. I have questions, and I need answers. I am frustrated. I don't want to give up on my true mate. He doesn't even know that I am here, and I do want him. I don't want to give him up, especially not to my sister Reagan. I don't know if I can survive this level of betrayal. "I can't wait for mom and dad to announce to the pack that we will be the Alpha and Luna tomorrow. This is something that I have really wanted for the last 8 years. I am so glad you decided that we could be chosen mates. " My sister says to my mate. "Besides, I am also glad that you are willing to lead the Silver Blade pack with me. I have a feeling that my freak of a sister who keeps staring at you is going to be crushed when she finds out that we are together. You dodged by deciding to accept me as your chosen mate. I know that she has a crush on you, so she would probably try to ask you out or something when she sees that you are back from break." She adds. "I think we will be so happy together. Raven will be so angry when she finds out that we planned this months ago. I cannot wait for her to find out. I even told mom to have her sit on the front row for the pack meeting tomorrow, so I can see her face when dad makes the announcement. I am going to put her next to you so it will hurt her more when dad calls you up on stage. When she realizes that her crush is going to be my mate, she is going to be so jealous of me. I am so going to get a picture of her face when she finds out, as I will want to remember that moment for a long time" I heard Reagan say to him, and I was so choked up I couldn't hold in the sob of pain that managed to escape. It wasn't loud, but with werewolf hearing, it was loud enough. I just stayed completely still and prayed that they hadn't heard me, but Justin started talking when my sob escaped, and they had no reaction, so I think I am safe. "I have always thought that you were a she-wolf, Reagan. I am so glad that you came up to my training with your offer, and for us to get extra special time together. If Raven were allowed to move around the pack, I don't think that she would be missing the fact that she is my mate. I scented her today when I got back to the pack and confirmed she is my mate. Per our agreement, I don't mind rejecting her, as I am clearly getting the better sister out of this deal. I would have been embarrassed to have to call that freak of nature my mate" Justin said, and with it, my heart was completely crushed. These two evil people deserved each other, and I will not waste another tear on his betrayal. He "chose" her, so he can keep her. She will never be faithful to him, and he will not ever be able to trust that their children are his either. She was just doing this to ensure that they become the next Alpha and Luna. She is what he wanted, so she can have him. I am thoroughly disgusted by both of them, and I will not allow them to make me sad one more day. I had already decided to get out of this horrible pack, and I will not miss the Silver Blade pack for a second. "She is your mate? Are you serious? Oh, this is the best" Reagan said as she laughed out in joy at hearing this information. "Justin, why haven't you mentioned this to me before?" Reagan continued. "I just found out about it earlier today as I have been gone for my training for the last 4 months. I caught my mate's scent and followed it so I could go ahead and reject them. I realized it was coming from the Alpha level, and when I went up and it led me straight to her door, it was really faint, but I sensed it. She doesn't even know it yet. I am sure that this information is not going to go over well with your parents. They may be upset when they find out. Are they still going to want us to move forward with our plan? Or are they going to want me and Raven to be mates because we are true mates?" Justin asked Reagan. I have to admit, I was interested in her reply as well, but I already suspected what the answer was going to be. "Oh no Justin, you will definitely be staying with me. I know dad is really going to get a kick out of you and Raven being mates. Mom might feel a little bad for her, but I think that this is great. I could not be happier that her true mate, will become my chosen mate. We will rule the Silver Blade pack together, and it will hurt her every day to see us together. It is my pack any way, it was never going to be hers. Maybe if we are lucky since she doesn't have a wolf, she won't be able to scent you, and your rejection might even hurt her when you do it. That would be the best-case scenario for all of us" Reagan said, and I could tell that Justin was a little shocked at how hateful she was. Reagan could tell that Justin was not liking this side of her so she quickly changed her attitude and started cooing at Justin, "She doesn't deserve you, baby, I love you and I want you. Hopefully, you will come to love me too. I was just worried, I don't want you falling in love with my sister after we have already mated." Reagan said to Justin, looking up at him adoringly through her long lashes. I have to admit, she really knows how to work people to do what she wants them to. Her ability to look innocent and pure is without measure, she could have been an actress. "Dad hates Raven. He will be very happy about this. He has never loved her since the day that she was born. Mom might be a little upset, but she will get over it. She and dad are chosen mates, she gave up her true mate to become the Luna of the Silver Blade pack. She did it herself, and if it is good enough for her, then it is good enough for me to do it as well. We make the perfect couple. We will have strong pups, and our pack will flourish" Reagan said, and I am stunned. I knew my dad was mean, but to hate me, why? What reason could he possibly have for hating me? My parents have told the whole pack numerous times through the years that they were true mates. They are very affectionate with each other in front of the pack. I didn't even know that they weren't true mates. What else don't I know about them? "We will do the same thing. You will have to reject Raven first thing in the morning, or after the pack meeting. But you will have to do it where no one else will hear you. Dad is going to tell the pack that we are true mates, so they will fully support us. Dad thinks that it would be a mistake to not have the pack's full support behind us when we go to take it over from my parents" Reagan said, and I am amazed at all the plans that they have kept away from me. Just another thing that shows how much difference there is between Reagan and me. I hear them touching again and wonder when they plan on leaving the area, don't they need to get back to the pack house? I narrow my eyes at Reagan, as she is ecstatic about getting to truly rub all of my misfortune in right now. Justin is getting the opportunity to reject me, so the situation that we are now in is all positive for them. "Raven, why are you out of the house? Are you supposed to be out here? Are you OK? That fall looked like it hurt pretty bad" I hear my sister ask me with an innocent look on her face like she cared about me. She was fully aware of how I am kept a prisoner here at the Silver Blade pack. I really have to get out of here. I needed to check and see how badly I am hurt because I don't know if I even have time to go pack a bag now. I may be having to leave here with nothing, but I am OK with that. I just need to get the heck out of here. I will figure out what I need to do after I am safely free of Silver Blade. "Are you ignoring me, Raven? Are you sure you want to do that to me? Fine then, I will just make sure that you get punished for leaving your room. You are not supposed to be out here anyway. I will just let dad know that you are out here, and he will take care of you" Reagan said with a smirk, and then she started mind linking. I and my wolf were running away from this pack. But they caught us immediately. "If you come back here now Raven, I won't punish you for leaving your room without permission" I heard my father tell me. "Nothing in the world could possess me to do that father," I told him, and I see his eyes glazing over as he goes to link someone. I could care less what they have to say to me, and I turned to walk away. "You will get punishment in the Blood Walker pack. You know how dangerous they are Raven, you have heard this fact for your whole life. They cannot be trusted, and you are now a rogue. We have told you, and the whole pack, exactly what happens to those who trespass on their land. The moment they scent you they will move in, and you will die today. Is that what you want? Do you want to die? I will get you more freedom in the pack. I will allow you to go to the library every day instead of once a week. How does that sound?" my mother's voice is calming and comforting. She has never before sounded as nice as this, and I know that dad put her up to try to lure me back into the Siler Blade pack. They must be desperate to do it, so I want to see how far they intended to go with it. "Let me ask you this mother. Was the plan to get Justin to take Reagan as a chosen mate her idea, or dad's?" I asked her. Mom is not a very good liar. I can see her expression as we are only about 20 feet apart from each other right now. "I don't know what you are talking about Raven, they are mates," my mom said to me, and now I smirk at her. Clearly, mom was keeping me out of the loop and doesn't know that I know for a fact that they aren't. "Thanks for always lying to me mom. That makes it so much easier on me. I will not be coming back to the Silver Blade pack. This is the last time, Goddess willing, that you all will probably see me and actually I am welcoming the death that is coming to me. It will be better than the life I have lived since Reagan tried to hurt me, and my own dad called me a liar when I told him what actually happened. Justin is not her mate mom, and I know this because he is MY mate. It is disgusting what all you three have done to me and allowed to be done to me my whole life. I never deserved to be treated the way I was. I can only hope that I can find my way and get to live a life that allows me to find someone who loves me and realizes that I am a good person. I don't think that is too much to ask for, do you mom? It seems like you and dad are willing to do anything to get me to come back over the fence, but we both know that if I did come back, I would either immediately be thrown in the cells. So, I will take my chances over here, where at least I have a chance" I told them and turned again to leave. I only made it a few steps before I was stopped again by my father's hateful words. "You are ungrateful daughter, How do you have the nerve to say that to me? I have clothed and fed you, provided you a room, and let you go to school. I did take care of you, and it is disgusting to see how you repay me. Lying about Justin being your mate. Trying to take your sister's mate away from her. I know that I can speak for your mother as well as myself when I say that we hope the Blood Walker pack disposes of you quickly. I only wish I could punish you myself" my dad roared out, and the hate was coming off of him in waves. "You disgust me father," I told him and the tone I used to draw out the word father let him know just how little I thought of him being my father. "I have never done anything to cause a problem or disruption in the pack, or in the family. I did what I was told this whole time. Even as knowing that you let the whole pack know that I was fair game if they wanted to hurt me, and they did dad, over and over again. You know what, it was my family that really took the award for the most torment. Your unwarranted hate, mom never supporting me, and my sister allowed to try to hurt me, and incite others up against me made me realize that life will be much better on this side of the border than it was on that side. Even if I only live an hour more, it would be better than the years I spent over there." I wiped off my tears and walked past them, suddenly, I hear something coming to meโฆ >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Immerse yourself further! Get the app to continue this incredible audiobook. Search for ID: 98441 | BestDrama | 0 | https://www.facebook.com/61567079787096/ | 0 | INSTALL_MOBILE_APP | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195484 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004058 | 1746634324 | 1634 | m.novelworldoversea.com | Learn more | IMAGE | Click to read all chapters | https://m.novelworldoversea.com/4u9l6i45jg0.html | 4.181661680556E+14 | Storyverse | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463392862_1523132925001262_8484557792341752191_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=t4ToWMePJwQQ7kNvgEfU17t&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ACb1XOk1evxGjmFMUaIzz0l&oh=00_AYCUb4fC-fmkpCTqeOzmVt2BKf6w_qDBaw0oIeNAzt8Ubw&oe=67146294 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Uncle Aleksei forced his hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my l | Storyverse | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61567115634026/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195088 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634324 | 1634 | b.myfantasyapp.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://b.myfantasyapp.com/ad/bXlmYW50YXN5LzMyNTQ2OS8yMDI0MTAxNDEwMjU1Ni9wYWdl?adid={{ad.id}} | 4.1868250131908E+14 | Fanta001 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462875530_454466421080654_4592218733440194105_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=vHPMkevkrG4Q7kNvgFZ-NuB&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AsdKLms7m5wLCcUAMXwEa4-&oh=00_AYBqUr7IwRhmQBSQLhFFVmpwKMUZZswbRXUWvP17ZIbkTw&oe=671455A6 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. โ The prick is blocking the sun. I'm lying on the beach on the last day before the first day of my senior year, trying to darken my skin for one more day before school starts. Given that my father moved me to Sunset Beach at the end of my junior year, all the way across the country from my old home in Virginia, I didn't have much else to do. I don't know a single person in town and I'm already anxious about the first day tomorrow, wondering if anyone will even talk to me or if I'll be forced stare at my phone all day in an attempt to not acknowledge the fact that I'm the new girl in school. But now The prick is blocking my sun. I call him that because he walks like that guy. Chest out, like he owns the beach. He's phenomenal looking and he knows it and he knows the rest of us know it. Everything is easy for him, even walking in the sand. So I already know he's gonna be The prick. "You're new," he says. "To the planet?" I say. "No. I'm not." He smiles and his teeth are snow white against his bronze skin and his sun pecked blonde hair. His jaw could cut stone and his eyes are bluer than the ocean behind him. The surfboard under his arms looks nearly as hard as the ripples in his abs. The prick is smoking hot. "New and funny," he says. "What a combo." He turns over his shoulder. "Brett, we've got a funny one." Brett trudges up sand and plants his board in the sand next to The prick. Brett is almost as good looking. An inch shorter, dark hair, green eyes, a chest like a cutting board. Barbed wire tattooed around each of his biceps. He didn't smile. "Funny chicks are usually pains in my hip." "I like funny chicks," another guy says, coming up on The prick's left. "They usually don't think twice about giving it up." Third Guy is in a tie for second with Brett for best looking. Shoulder length brown hair, broad shoulders, eyes that matched his hair. All three of them are wet, having just come from the ocean and their waves. I'd seen them out on the water, envious of how they moved on their boards. I can surf, the result of summer trips to Florida when I was younger, but I'm not that good. "Where you from, New Girl?" The prick asks. "Not sure it's any of your business," I say. His smile darkens just a fraction. "You're kind of rude." "And you're blocking my sun." He jams his board into the sand, standing it on end. "Just trying to be friendly." "I think you're doing it wrong." Third Guy chuckles. The prick just stares at me. I look around. There are other people on the beach, but not near us. It becomes super clear to me that I'm on my own with the three of them. And I realize I'm uncomfortable. But I can't help myself. "And I think you're a prick," I say to Brett. He laughs, like he's heard that a million times. "I'll show you a prick if you wanna see one, honey." "Not interested," I say. "You will be," he says. "You still haven't answered the question," The prick says. I stare back at him. Jesus, is he good looking. Stop-what-you're-doing-and-fantasize good looking. "I'm aware." "It's not a hard question," he says. "Maybe she wants something hard, though," Third Guy says. I look at him. "Not sure you're up for the job, Champ." Third Guy doesn't like that and shuffles closer in the sand. "How about if we see?" Now, I'm for real uncomfortable. I sit up. I throw my keys and sandals in my bag and stand up. None of them move, eyeing me like I'm dinner. "This has been fun, boys," I say. "But I think I'm going home." The prick finally takes notice of my beat up surfboard next to my towel. He pushes the edge of it with his sand covered toe. "This yours?" "What gave it away?" I ask. He picks it up by the nose, gives it the once over, then lets it fall back to the sand. "It's a prick." "Takes one to know one," I say, picking up my towel and shaking it out. Third Guy and Brett back up, The prick holds his ground. The prick smiles. My stomach flips, then flops, then flips some more. Why does he have to be so good looking? "Happy to teach you how to ride," he says. His pals snicker. "I'm good," I say, picking up my board. "I think I'll have to be the judge of that," The prick says. "Good luck with that." "I don't need luck, honey," he says and tilts his head to the side. Drops of water from the ocean glisten on his perfect chest. "I take what I want when I want it." I pull my shorts on over my bikini bottoms. "No need to cover up the show," Brett says. "You don't have tickets," I say, grabbing my bag and picking up my board. "What a mouth," Third Guy says. "I wonder if it can do other things besides talk." Brett laughs, but The prick just keeps staring at me, trying to melt me with those blue eyes. It's almost working. "It can," I say. "But unfortunately for you, it doesn't go anywhere near prick." Third Guy glowers at me. The corner of The prick's perfect mouth turns upward into something that almost looks like a smile. But there's something about it that feels more threatening than friendly. It's ninety something degrees out but suddenly I'm chilled. I sling the bag over my shoulder. "I wish I could say it's been a pleasure, but I don't like to lie. See you around." I turn to go. "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. "Presley! Are you about ready?" I'm not ready. It's the next morning and I'm standing in front of the mirror, trying to convince myself that I'm ready for the first day of my senior year at a new high school. I've braided my long brown hair and pulled on the yellow linen tank top and my favorite denim skirt. I spent an extra twenty minutes on my makeup, trying to make sure it looked like I didn't spend an extra twenty minutes on my makeup. Silver sandals on my feet. I look good and if it had been the first day back at my old school, I would've at least felt like I knew what I was doing. I would've been driving to school on my own, stopping at the coffee shop on the way to school, getting my drink, and praying that my last year wouldn't suck as bad as my first three years did. Instead, I am hiding in my room, avoiding my dad's pleas to come out so he can drop me off at his paralegal's house so that woman's daughter can drive me to school. Have I mentioned I've never met this girl? "Presley!" he yells. "We gotta go!" "I'm coming," I say. I sigh, check the mirror one last time, and grab my backpack. I throw it over my shoulder and look at the mirror again. "Please don't let today suck," I say. My father is waiting at the bottom of the stairs. He's wearing a dark navy suit, light blue shirt, and a red tie. His dark hair is flecked with gray and he's good looking for a dad, according to my friends. My mother, however, thought that the lawyer she worked for was better looking, so she left him and moved to Washington. So it's me and my dad and that's okay most of the time. He tries, but he's also busy trying to get his new law practice off the ground. The reason we moved to Sunset Beach from Virginia was because he was able to snag one giant client and it would mean steady work for the next two years. The client lives in Sunset Beach and he wants to be near him for meetings and stuff like that. He pitched it to me as living near the beach and all the fun we'd be able to have, but I knew that any fun that I found would be most likely on my own. But it's still way better than living with my mom. And I'm hoping it'll be different for me here. He looks up at me. "We're going to be late, Pres. Come on." "Sorry," I mumble. "Did you eat?" he asks. "No, I'm fine," I say. "You can grab a granola bar or something." I shake my head. "I'm fine." He smiled. "Senior year. Are you ready?" "Nope." "Come on, it'll be good." "Sure," I say, avoiding his eyes. He sighs and we head to the garage to climb into his green Audi Q5. My dad has money. He just wants more of it. He lost some of it in the divorce, but he's determined to make it all back and then some. We live in a great house six blocks from the ocean now and I don't have to worry about much. Other than having friends my senior of high school. "Claire's daughter said she was happy to take you," he explains as we drive. "I just thought that might be better than showing up alone on the first day." "Okay." We stop at the red light and he looks at me. "You look great." "Thanks." There's an awkward pause. "I know this is all hard, but it'll be okay," he says. "You just have to give it a chance. I know you miss your friends. But did it suck to spend the last two weeks at the beach?" Well, I didn't really have friends to miss, Dad, because I was loner there. "No," I say. "It was good." "Your tan looks good anyway." I don't say anything and the light changes to green. The car lurches forward. "I appreciate you doing all of this, Pres," he says. "You could've made it harder on me, but you didn't. I know it's not the plan you had, but thank you for giving it a chance." I'm not sure I had another choice. Claire's house is five minutes from ours, a cut yellow bungalow with a perfectly cut yard out frond and roses of nearly color beneath the front window. A gleaming white Mini Cooper is idling in the driveway and I can see a shadowed head inside of it. "That's Bridget there," my dad says, pointing at the car. "Claire texted me and said she'd be in her car, waiting." My stomach ties into one gigantic knot. "Okay." My dad puts his hand on my shoulder. "It's gonna be great. It'll feel like you've been here for forever before you know it. I promise." I pick my bag up off the floor. "I know. You're right. I'll see you tonight." "I'll probably be late," he says. "So don't worry about dinner for me." I get out of the car and stare at the Mini idling in the driveway. All kinds of awkward. I close the door, give my dad a half wave, and make the death march over to my ride. I'm not sure what I'm expecting, but Bridget isn't it. I peer in the window of the car and she's looking over at me, smiling. She reaches over and pushes the door open. "Presley?" she says. "I'm Bridget." "Hey," I say. "Nice to meet you." "If you get in now, we've still got time to get coffee on our way," she says. "If you like coffee?" It's like I've been given a lifeline. I slide into the seat. "I would love coffee." She laughs. "I can barely function without it." Bridget is knock out gorgeous. Jet black hair to the middle of her back, a tight red v-necked T-shirt with perfect curves underneath. Denim shorts that show off her long legs. She smells like the roses in her front yard. "I appreciate the ride," I say as we back out. "I know this is weird." "Please," she says, eyeing the mirror. "Can't imagine having to do the first day at Sunset Beach on your own, particularly senior year." She smiles again. "This way I can point you in the right directions so you don't waste your time going in the wrong ones." "That would be awesome." "Don't be offended by this," she says. "Are you a cheerleader?" "Um, no." "Thank Jesus," she says, slapping her palm against the steering wheel. "I mean, you're kinda hot and all put together, so it can be hard to tell." She glances at me. "Rule number one at Sunset is that the cheerleaders suck hip." I laugh. "Isn't that the way it is everywhere?" "Pretty much," she says, nodding. "And I'm just warning you now. You are gonna be fresh meat. prick football players are gonna flock as soon as we hit the lot." "prick football players," I says. "So two things are the same everywhere." She holds up a fist. "Word, girlfriend." I bump her fist with mine and my stomach starts to unclench. As she drives, she fills me in on teachers and classes and other kids and what to expect. She doesn't have to tell me all of this, but I'm relaxing by the second as we go. We pull into the drive thru of a place called Seaside Coffee and she orders two large iced coffees. She might be my soulmate. By the time we get to the school, I'm almost nerve free. She whips the Mini through the parking lot and jerks it to a stop right in front of a painted parking stall. She points to it. "See that? They auction parking spots to seniors at the end of junior year and then you get to paint your spot. This is mine." "That is awesome," I say, looking at the pink and yellow sunset painted over a very blue ocean. "You did that?" "I did that," she says, proudly. "And no one else can put their hip in this spot all year." She pulls into the lot and we get out. The lot is nearly full and clusters of other kids are walking toward the concrete and glass building. "What are you doing tonight?" Bridget asks. "Tonight? Nothing. My dad has to work late." She grips my elbow. "Perfect. There's a back to school night down at The Hump." "The Hump?" "Place down by the beach," she says. "You're coming and I can show you." "I don't know if--" She squeezes my elbow. "You're coming, Presley." She stops walking and looks me right in the eye. "Look, when my mom asked if I could give her boss's daughter a ride because she was new, I thought you might end up being some little troll that didn't speak or, even worse, a cheerleader." She smiled. "But you're not. I know this has to suck, but I can make it suck a little less. So you're coming tonight." She pauses. "Where's your phone?" I pull it from my hip. "Give me your number," she says, whipping hers out. "So I can find you during the day and see how you're doing. And meet me here at twelve for lunch. It's open campus and we'll go get burgers. Cool?" She was taking care of every first day worry I had. I mean, I never went to a single party back in Virginia and now she's invited me to the first one of the year and making sure I'm not solo for lunch. "Yeah, totally. But you don't have to do this." I give her my number. "I'll be okay." "I want to," she says, then recites her number for me. She starts to say something else, but her eyes drift over my shoulder and her smile fades. "Okay. Test number one. Prick football players incoming." I turn around. Three boys, all in blue and white lettermen jackets, all large, all heading our way. The one in the middle has short dark hair, gray eyes, and shoulders like square blocks. They aren't quite as good looking as the boys I'd run into on the beach, but they're close. "Hey Bridge," the dark haired boy asks. "Who's your pal?" "This is Presley," she says. "Presley, these are the pricks." "So unfair and uptight," he says. "She got the d part right. I'm Derek. And this is Evan and this is Pritch." He winks at me. "Where exactly did you come from?" It's right then that I make the decision. At my old school, I would've shut up. I would've been too intimidated to say anything. But I don't have to be the same girl I was there. I can be someone new in Sunset Beach. "Her car?" I say. "Did you not see me get out of it?" I look at Bridget. "Every guy I've met here so far asks the dumbest questions." Bridget busts out laughing. Derek is red-faced and his friends look no less amused. "I'd be nice to me if I were you," he says. "I run this place and I can make or break your life here." "Feels like the only thing you run is your mouth," I say. Bridget links her arm with mine. "See you later, boys." She leads me away from them and leans into me. "You are going to fit in perfectly." I want nothing more than that to be true. | Fanta001 | 4 | https://www.facebook.com/61563419381683/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195085 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634324 | 1634 | b.myfantasyapp.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://b.myfantasyapp.com/ad/bXlmYW50YXN5LzMyNTQ2OS8yMDI0MTAxNDEwMjU1Ni9wYWdl?adid={{ad.id}} | 4.1868250131908E+14 | Fanta001 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463013563_526350263340883_3102134183332879696_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=qPTlt4b7bJYQ7kNvgF29zjV&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AsdKLms7m5wLCcUAMXwEa4-&oh=00_AYAUAGB81dhv6J1YYJI3Cnama3uHN49q-eVRp2T7pvMgCw&oe=67143B8A | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. โ The prick is blocking the sun. I'm lying on the beach on the last day before the first day of my senior year, trying to darken my skin for one more day before school starts. Given that my father moved me to Sunset Beach at the end of my junior year, all the way across the country from my old home in Virginia, I didn't have much else to do. I don't know a single person in town and I'm already anxious about the first day tomorrow, wondering if anyone will even talk to me or if I'll be forced stare at my phone all day in an attempt to not acknowledge the fact that I'm the new girl in school. But now The prick is blocking my sun. I call him that because he walks like that guy. Chest out, like he owns the beach. He's phenomenal looking and he knows it and he knows the rest of us know it. Everything is easy for him, even walking in the sand. So I already know he's gonna be The prick. "You're new," he says. "To the planet?" I say. "No. I'm not." He smiles and his teeth are snow white against his bronze skin and his sun pecked blonde hair. His jaw could cut stone and his eyes are bluer than the ocean behind him. The surfboard under his arms looks nearly as hard as the ripples in his abs. The prick is smoking hot. "New and funny," he says. "What a combo." He turns over his shoulder. "Brett, we've got a funny one." Brett trudges up sand and plants his board in the sand next to The prick. Brett is almost as good looking. An inch shorter, dark hair, green eyes, a chest like a cutting board. Barbed wire tattooed around each of his biceps. He didn't smile. "Funny chicks are usually pains in my hip." "I like funny chicks," another guy says, coming up on The prick's left. "They usually don't think twice about giving it up." Third Guy is in a tie for second with Brett for best looking. Shoulder length brown hair, broad shoulders, eyes that matched his hair. All three of them are wet, having just come from the ocean and their waves. I'd seen them out on the water, envious of how they moved on their boards. I can surf, the result of summer trips to Florida when I was younger, but I'm not that good. "Where you from, New Girl?" The prick asks. "Not sure it's any of your business," I say. His smile darkens just a fraction. "You're kind of rude." "And you're blocking my sun." He jams his board into the sand, standing it on end. "Just trying to be friendly." "I think you're doing it wrong." Third Guy chuckles. The prick just stares at me. I look around. There are other people on the beach, but not near us. It becomes super clear to me that I'm on my own with the three of them. And I realize I'm uncomfortable. But I can't help myself. "And I think you're a prick," I say to Brett. He laughs, like he's heard that a million times. "I'll show you a prick if you wanna see one, honey." "Not interested," I say. "You will be," he says. "You still haven't answered the question," The prick says. I stare back at him. Jesus, is he good looking. Stop-what-you're-doing-and-fantasize good looking. "I'm aware." "It's not a hard question," he says. "Maybe she wants something hard, though," Third Guy says. I look at him. "Not sure you're up for the job, Champ." Third Guy doesn't like that and shuffles closer in the sand. "How about if we see?" Now, I'm for real uncomfortable. I sit up. I throw my keys and sandals in my bag and stand up. None of them move, eyeing me like I'm dinner. "This has been fun, boys," I say. "But I think I'm going home." The prick finally takes notice of my beat up surfboard next to my towel. He pushes the edge of it with his sand covered toe. "This yours?" "What gave it away?" I ask. He picks it up by the nose, gives it the once over, then lets it fall back to the sand. "It's a prick." "Takes one to know one," I say, picking up my towel and shaking it out. Third Guy and Brett back up, The prick holds his ground. The prick smiles. My stomach flips, then flops, then flips some more. Why does he have to be so good looking? "Happy to teach you how to ride," he says. His pals snicker. "I'm good," I say, picking up my board. "I think I'll have to be the judge of that," The prick says. "Good luck with that." "I don't need luck, honey," he says and tilts his head to the side. Drops of water from the ocean glisten on his perfect chest. "I take what I want when I want it." I pull my shorts on over my bikini bottoms. "No need to cover up the show," Brett says. "You don't have tickets," I say, grabbing my bag and picking up my board. "What a mouth," Third Guy says. "I wonder if it can do other things besides talk." Brett laughs, but The prick just keeps staring at me, trying to melt me with those blue eyes. It's almost working. "It can," I say. "But unfortunately for you, it doesn't go anywhere near prick." Third Guy glowers at me. The corner of The prick's perfect mouth turns upward into something that almost looks like a smile. But there's something about it that feels more threatening than friendly. It's ninety something degrees out but suddenly I'm chilled. I sling the bag over my shoulder. "I wish I could say it's been a pleasure, but I don't like to lie. See you around." I turn to go. "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. "Presley! Are you about ready?" I'm not ready. It's the next morning and I'm standing in front of the mirror, trying to convince myself that I'm ready for the first day of my senior year at a new high school. I've braided my long brown hair and pulled on the yellow linen tank top and my favorite denim skirt. I spent an extra twenty minutes on my makeup, trying to make sure it looked like I didn't spend an extra twenty minutes on my makeup. Silver sandals on my feet. I look good and if it had been the first day back at my old school, I would've at least felt like I knew what I was doing. I would've been driving to school on my own, stopping at the coffee shop on the way to school, getting my drink, and praying that my last year wouldn't suck as bad as my first three years did. Instead, I am hiding in my room, avoiding my dad's pleas to come out so he can drop me off at his paralegal's house so that woman's daughter can drive me to school. Have I mentioned I've never met this girl? "Presley!" he yells. "We gotta go!" "I'm coming," I say. I sigh, check the mirror one last time, and grab my backpack. I throw it over my shoulder and look at the mirror again. "Please don't let today suck," I say. My father is waiting at the bottom of the stairs. He's wearing a dark navy suit, light blue shirt, and a red tie. His dark hair is flecked with gray and he's good looking for a dad, according to my friends. My mother, however, thought that the lawyer she worked for was better looking, so she left him and moved to Washington. So it's me and my dad and that's okay most of the time. He tries, but he's also busy trying to get his new law practice off the ground. The reason we moved to Sunset Beach from Virginia was because he was able to snag one giant client and it would mean steady work for the next two years. The client lives in Sunset Beach and he wants to be near him for meetings and stuff like that. He pitched it to me as living near the beach and all the fun we'd be able to have, but I knew that any fun that I found would be most likely on my own. But it's still way better than living with my mom. And I'm hoping it'll be different for me here. He looks up at me. "We're going to be late, Pres. Come on." "Sorry," I mumble. "Did you eat?" he asks. "No, I'm fine," I say. "You can grab a granola bar or something." I shake my head. "I'm fine." He smiled. "Senior year. Are you ready?" "Nope." "Come on, it'll be good." "Sure," I say, avoiding his eyes. He sighs and we head to the garage to climb into his green Audi Q5. My dad has money. He just wants more of it. He lost some of it in the divorce, but he's determined to make it all back and then some. We live in a great house six blocks from the ocean now and I don't have to worry about much. Other than having friends my senior of high school. "Claire's daughter said she was happy to take you," he explains as we drive. "I just thought that might be better than showing up alone on the first day." "Okay." We stop at the red light and he looks at me. "You look great." "Thanks." There's an awkward pause. "I know this is all hard, but it'll be okay," he says. "You just have to give it a chance. I know you miss your friends. But did it suck to spend the last two weeks at the beach?" Well, I didn't really have friends to miss, Dad, because I was loner there. "No," I say. "It was good." "Your tan looks good anyway." I don't say anything and the light changes to green. The car lurches forward. "I appreciate you doing all of this, Pres," he says. "You could've made it harder on me, but you didn't. I know it's not the plan you had, but thank you for giving it a chance." I'm not sure I had another choice. Claire's house is five minutes from ours, a cut yellow bungalow with a perfectly cut yard out frond and roses of nearly color beneath the front window. A gleaming white Mini Cooper is idling in the driveway and I can see a shadowed head inside of it. "That's Bridget there," my dad says, pointing at the car. "Claire texted me and said she'd be in her car, waiting." My stomach ties into one gigantic knot. "Okay." My dad puts his hand on my shoulder. "It's gonna be great. It'll feel like you've been here for forever before you know it. I promise." I pick my bag up off the floor. "I know. You're right. I'll see you tonight." "I'll probably be late," he says. "So don't worry about dinner for me." I get out of the car and stare at the Mini idling in the driveway. All kinds of awkward. I close the door, give my dad a half wave, and make the death march over to my ride. I'm not sure what I'm expecting, but Bridget isn't it. I peer in the window of the car and she's looking over at me, smiling. She reaches over and pushes the door open. "Presley?" she says. "I'm Bridget." "Hey," I say. "Nice to meet you." "If you get in now, we've still got time to get coffee on our way," she says. "If you like coffee?" It's like I've been given a lifeline. I slide into the seat. "I would love coffee." She laughs. "I can barely function without it." Bridget is knock out gorgeous. Jet black hair to the middle of her back, a tight red v-necked T-shirt with perfect curves underneath. Denim shorts that show off her long legs. She smells like the roses in her front yard. "I appreciate the ride," I say as we back out. "I know this is weird." "Please," she says, eyeing the mirror. "Can't imagine having to do the first day at Sunset Beach on your own, particularly senior year." She smiles again. "This way I can point you in the right directions so you don't waste your time going in the wrong ones." "That would be awesome." "Don't be offended by this," she says. "Are you a cheerleader?" "Um, no." "Thank Jesus," she says, slapping her palm against the steering wheel. "I mean, you're kinda hot and all put together, so it can be hard to tell." She glances at me. "Rule number one at Sunset is that the cheerleaders suck hip." I laugh. "Isn't that the way it is everywhere?" "Pretty much," she says, nodding. "And I'm just warning you now. You are gonna be fresh meat. prick football players are gonna flock as soon as we hit the lot." "prick football players," I says. "So two things are the same everywhere." She holds up a fist. "Word, girlfriend." I bump her fist with mine and my stomach starts to unclench. As she drives, she fills me in on teachers and classes and other kids and what to expect. She doesn't have to tell me all of this, but I'm relaxing by the second as we go. We pull into the drive thru of a place called Seaside Coffee and she orders two large iced coffees. She might be my soulmate. By the time we get to the school, I'm almost nerve free. She whips the Mini through the parking lot and jerks it to a stop right in front of a painted parking stall. She points to it. "See that? They auction parking spots to seniors at the end of junior year and then you get to paint your spot. This is mine." "That is awesome," I say, looking at the pink and yellow sunset painted over a very blue ocean. "You did that?" "I did that," she says, proudly. "And no one else can put their hip in this spot all year." She pulls into the lot and we get out. The lot is nearly full and clusters of other kids are walking toward the concrete and glass building. "What are you doing tonight?" Bridget asks. "Tonight? Nothing. My dad has to work late." She grips my elbow. "Perfect. There's a back to school night down at The Hump." "The Hump?" "Place down by the beach," she says. "You're coming and I can show you." "I don't know if--" She squeezes my elbow. "You're coming, Presley." She stops walking and looks me right in the eye. "Look, when my mom asked if I could give her boss's daughter a ride because she was new, I thought you might end up being some little troll that didn't speak or, even worse, a cheerleader." She smiled. "But you're not. I know this has to suck, but I can make it suck a little less. So you're coming tonight." She pauses. "Where's your phone?" I pull it from my hip. "Give me your number," she says, whipping hers out. "So I can find you during the day and see how you're doing. And meet me here at twelve for lunch. It's open campus and we'll go get burgers. Cool?" She was taking care of every first day worry I had. I mean, I never went to a single party back in Virginia and now she's invited me to the first one of the year and making sure I'm not solo for lunch. "Yeah, totally. But you don't have to do this." I give her my number. "I'll be okay." "I want to," she says, then recites her number for me. She starts to say something else, but her eyes drift over my shoulder and her smile fades. "Okay. Test number one. Prick football players incoming." I turn around. Three boys, all in blue and white lettermen jackets, all large, all heading our way. The one in the middle has short dark hair, gray eyes, and shoulders like square blocks. They aren't quite as good looking as the boys I'd run into on the beach, but they're close. "Hey Bridge," the dark haired boy asks. "Who's your pal?" "This is Presley," she says. "Presley, these are the pricks." "So unfair and uptight," he says. "She got the d part right. I'm Derek. And this is Evan and this is Pritch." He winks at me. "Where exactly did you come from?" It's right then that I make the decision. At my old school, I would've shut up. I would've been too intimidated to say anything. But I don't have to be the same girl I was there. I can be someone new in Sunset Beach. "Her car?" I say. "Did you not see me get out of it?" I look at Bridget. "Every guy I've met here so far asks the dumbest questions." Bridget busts out laughing. Derek is red-faced and his friends look no less amused. "I'd be nice to me if I were you," he says. "I run this place and I can make or break your life here." "Feels like the only thing you run is your mouth," I say. Bridget links her arm with mine. "See you later, boys." She leads me away from them and leans into me. "You are going to fit in perfectly." I want nothing more than that to be true. | Fanta001 | 4 | https://www.facebook.com/61563419381683/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I gave birth to the child in a small town hospital, I received a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband has gone crazy looking for you." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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"What are the pictures for?" "Well, nothing says insurance better than a photo of your former fiancรฉ banging another woman while getting it in the hip at the same time by a dude." ____________ Daniella I took a deep breath and smoothed down my wig, thinking the bright pink hair actually made my blue eyes stand out more than did my natural auburn locks. The shimmering silver, barely-covering-my-hip dress and my thigh-high, black suede boots completed the look. Although not quite. Because I was feeling festive and maybe because I needed some metaphoric balls tonight, I put on a pair of ornament earrings. After all, I was heading to a Christmas party, one being held three days before the holiday. And I wanted to look my absolute best when busting my fiancรฉ for cheating on me. Yeah, nothing said Merry Christmas quite like sticking your shaft in some other chick right before coming home to your loving fiancรฉe for the holidays. Stuck in the city working on an unfortunate project until tomorrow morning. God, how many times over the last year had I fallen for Eric's lines about working late? Too many. Though we shared a rented townhouse in New Jersey, I'd always been supportive of him keeping an apartment in Manhattan. I'd felt terrible about him having to schlep all the way home after a late night at work. But now I knew better. Too bad I'd already wasted two years with him, but I was determined not to squander one more day. Of course, I could've waited to confront him at home, but I knew he'd deny it. I'd also lose the advantage of having evidence. So I was going to a party tonight that I knew he'd be attending in order to gather the undeniable proof. Club Travesty didn't boast a flashy entrance. Matter of fact, it was tough to find. I imagined it would be even harder to gain entry into tonight's Christmas party. Which is why I'd cloned Eric's membership card. I'd found it in his inside jacket pocket late one evening when he'd forgotten to take it out. That had been his second misstep. The first was leaving a brochure in his glove compartment which had started my suspicions about this club he belonged to. Then, of course, he'd clearly underestimated me. He had no clue I'd be able to access his online credit card account, discover where the card had been used, and utilize parking stubs to figure out the address of the place. At which point, I'd hacked into his email to see the invitation. Now that I was taking the fake membership card out of my purse, I fought the nerves. I was good with a computer and detailsโI'd managed fake ID's in college for me and all my friendsโbut there was always a chance I'd be caught at the door. Guess Plan B would have to consist of Eric coming home to find I'd moved out all of my things earlier today. Smiling at the large man in the black suit with the closely cropped hair at the door, I handed him my card. I watched him scan it while trying to steady my heartbeat. The idea of catching Eric in the act made me anxious. But even more did I worry about entering a intercourse club holiday party for God only knows what. I wondered if I'd thought this through. I mean what if everyone attending was part of an orgy? Or all of a sudden, I became a submissive for a man in a mask with a whip while "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer" blasted in the background? Considering how boring my intercourse life with Eric had been, I'd be lying if I said either thought didn't turn me on a little. Matter of fact, disguised as I was and about to be very single, I found myself eager to see what was inside the club. Coming out of my weird, holiday-themed, intercourse-deprived thoughts, I saw the green light flash and smiled at the bouncer who'd allowed me entry. Whew. I'd made it in. But now what? Now to look like I belonged here. I wasn't sure what I'd expected, but classy chandeliers, posh carpets, and a beautiful Christmas tree front and center hadn't been it. I stepped past the entrance and deeper inside by way of a short hallway. I found myself in the middle of a party. Waitresses in barely-there tuxedo one-piece rompers served champagne while soft holiday music played in the background. So much for a raunchy intercourse dungeon. I adjusted my mask. My simple black one was nothing compared to some of the more ornate masks I could see around the room. For a moment, I started to think I might have been mistaken about what type of party this was. Then I noticed the people congregating near the glass on the far side of the room. Stepping closer to the window, I sucked in a breath. Rooms with glass from floor to ceiling had people on display in various intercourse acts. The one in front of me boasted two gorgeous women, one of whom was on her back while the other devoured her between her thighs. Walking down a few feet, I saw the next room featured two men and one woman. She had one shaft in her mouth and the other pumping deep inside of her from behind, fast and furious. I was fascinated and hard-pressed to move on from it. But I had to remember I was here for a purpose and tore my eyes away to step down to the next room. I wasn't a prude by any stretch, despite the boring intercourse I'd been having with my fiancรฉ, but the next scene shocked my senses. In this room a man plowed into a woman missionary-style while another man went to town, thrusting into the first man's hip. I was about to move on when my gaze locked on the eyes of the man in the middle. The mask made it hard to determine for sure, but the unmistakable birth mark on his left pec absolutely identified him. Eric was not only cheating on me, but he was also bisexual? I slid out my flash-drive-sized camera and tried to get the right angle. I wanted to get Eric's masked face along with the unmistakable birth mark: tangible evidence. I'd need it since there wasn't exactly a way I could confront him at the moment. Not unless I wanted to bang against the glass and whip off my mask. Although tempting, I would rather show him the proof with the photo. This ought to get his cooperation in returning the money he owed me, my true priority. I'd given him seventy-five thousand dollars out of my savings to go towards a down payment on the house we planned to buy together. Hindsight made me feel stupid for having trusted him, but when you think you'll spend the rest of your life with someone, what was transferring your savings for your dream home? Unfortunately, my sleuthing revealed he'd spent the money instead of putting it in his nonexistent savings. Evidently, he was a cheater all the way around. Tucking the camera in my purse and giving one last glance toward Eric, I was about to turn and make my way out when a hand clamped on my elbow and a low voice came in my ear. "Miss, please follow me." The man's grip wasn't leaving me much of a choice. A tank in a suit, he was careful, however, make it look as though he was merely guiding me through the crowd. But when he led me into a cleverly hidden elevator near the bar, I had a moment of panic. "Where are you taking me?" "To see the boss, ma'am." "Um, why is that?" "Don't know, but I reckon you'll find out soon enough." His Southern voice might be soothing, but his words weren't. Had they figured out my ID was fake? Or had they spotted the camera? Either way, I was pretty sure I was screwed. And not in a good, intercourse-club kind of way. Shane Finances didn't wait, not even for Christmas week. This was why, instead of enjoying the party downstairs, I was up in my office crunching numbers, frustrated with our part-time accountant's work or lack thereof. The IRS year-end deadline was looming, but instead of making my profit-and-loss statement his priority tonight, he was downstairs partaking in the festivities. Which is probably what I should have been doing. But ironically, as one of the owners of Club Travesty, I had very little time to indulge in the club's activities. "Hey, Boss, you coming down?" Heather, my bar manager and long-time loyal employee, came up the stairs. The open loft-like space held both my desk and my best friend's, in addition to a round table and chairs I used for meetings. I held my head, wanting the break but not in the mood for celebration. Looking up, I tried not to let the stress show. "Not yet. Everything going all right?" She nodded. "Yep. Good crowd tonight. rooms are hot. Matter of fact, I might be up for something later if, uh, you are." I forced myself to scan Heather, with her bustier lifting her fake boobs and cinching her tiny waist, and tight leather pants encasing her toned legs. Her hair was long and blond, both of which weren't natural, but it did make her look younger than her thirty-eight birthdays. We'd done acts together over the years, but it had been a while. Mainly because I'd been worried she'd started to catch feelings after the last time. I didn't do feelings with intercourse. Regardless, my shaft should have stirred. It didn't. I blamed the numbers in front of me. "Maybe some other time, honey." The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her feelings. "Always happy to take a raincheck. Don't work too hard now." Right. I'd owned the club with my best friend, Max, for nearly ten years, and I did remember when it used to be fun. Of course what two red-blooded males wouldn't love the idea of running a intercourse club? But lately it was literally all work and no play. Rubbing my eyes and knowing I still had a long night ahead of me, I stood up from my desk and went through the secure door on my right. There my security team monitored the rooms and the guests on the dozen screens in front of them. "How's it going, Ron?" I addressed the head of security and the best man I had on the job. "Nothing out of the ordinary, Mr. Nelson." His scrutinizing gaze never left the screens, scanning for any type of breach in either the rooms or the party crowd. Anonymity was the most important thing at Club Travesty, something I took very seriously and the reason I had top security. "Is Max on the bar?" "Yes, sir. Any chance he gets." Not only was Max my best friend from childhood, but he was also my business partner. Whereas I preferred the back office, he enjoyed being in the mix, dealing with personnel and schmoozing. He was the people person. I was not. Typically, we had a much smaller crowd. But during the holidays, we did two big VIP parties, one to celebrate Christmas and another on New Year's Eve. This was in addition to the many other services we offered. Private rooms for couples who wanted to come in and spice things up, kinky BDSM rooms in the basement, and a newer service I'd added a few years ago which focused on the woman. This included everything from sexual confidence counselors to the "boyfriend experience," where lonely women could come in to gain mojo. I was just about to step out and back to the books when Ron honed in on something. "Focus in on camera four," he instructed Alan, his junior security guy. I wasn't sure what he was looking at until I spotted her. Pink hair that was obviously fake, tight petite body in a silver, curve-hugging dress, and thigh-high boots that were hot. "What's she holding?" "I think it's a camera." He spoke into the intercom, reaching every security guard via their inconspicuous earpieces. "I've got a possible breach. Pink hair, silver dress, black boots. In front of room number four." Photos were a definite violation of club policy. "Run her credentials," I instructed. "Yes, sir. You want us to confiscate the device and escort her out?" That would be the easiest thing to do. But I wanted answers first. "No, bring her up here. Proceed discreetly." Daniella The elevator doors opened to a large floor space. Two desks sat in the middle of the room and a bay of one-way mirrors appeared to look down over the main floor. My anxiety was already high, but then I saw him. It went up a whole other level. Dressed all in black in a well-tailored suit, he walked towards me with a masculine confidence which left no doubt he was in charge. He was gorgeous in a dangerous way with chiseled features, midnight black hair and a scruff that made me wonder what it would feel like between my thighs. Jesus, where had that thought come from? I blamed the intercourse God in front of me along with the visual from the rooms still on my mind. He stopped a foot in front me and held out his hand. "May I see your ID card?" I swallowed hard before fishing it from my clutch and handing it over. My voice escaped me, though I didn't know whether it was from his presence or from my nerves over the fake ID. "Scan this." He held it out for Tank Man. "Yes, sir." After taking the card, Tank Man opened a door off to the side, offering me a glimpse of monitors. The moment the door closed, I felt very aware we were alone. The floor may have been spacious, but at that moment it felt anything but. "What, uh, what is this about?" I'd finally found my voice. "It's about the camera, and the pictures you were taking." He didn't seem like a man who would appreciate a false runaround, so I didn't bother to deny it. "I'm guessing it's against club rules?" "You'd guess right. And if you turn it over, I won't press charges." "You won't press charges against me for taking pictures in a intercourse club?" As if he would call the cops here. I might be shaking in my boots, but I wasn't stupid. His smile didn't reach his eyes. "Take off your mask, please." I swallowed hard but removed it as instructed. Perhaps if I cooperated, he'd be more willing to let me keep the photos. "I've never seen you here before. What's your name?" I looked beyond him to where the big man who'd taken my ID was coming out of the door. "I'm sure your human tank can tell you." His lips twitched, but he simply turned towards his man with a quirked brow. "Beth Jones, sir. But the membership code belongs to Eric Patterson." Note to self. When lying and going undercover, wear shoes I could actually run in. These four-inch boots were definitely not fitting the bill if I wanted to make a break for it. "Go back to your station downstairs, Chad. Send up Lance, please." "He so didn't look like a Chad," I commented once the door was closed. Hey, even if I was screwed, I could still be sarcastic. *** Shane I was the type of man accustomed to having people nervous upon meeting me. I might not be big like the "Tank" she'd referred to, but at six foot one, two hundred pounds, I'd been known to intimidate the people I wanted to. But this woman was cracking jokes. She was challenging me about the police, despite her hands shaking when she'd handed over the ID card and taken off her mask. I appreciated that she hadn't bothered to lie or play dumb. "Who is Eric Patterson to you?" I hadn't missed the way she'd involuntarily flinched when his name had been mentioned. She lifted her chin. "My soon-to-be-former fiancรฉ." "I'm guessing he doesn't know you're here?" "You'd guess correctly." She had spunk; I'd give her that. "What are the pictures for?" "Well, nothing says insurance better than a photo of your former fiancรฉ banging another woman while getting it in the hip at the same time by a dude." If this wasn't so serious, then I might have grinned at her choice of words. "Insurance against what? You're a woman who came in tonight to get proof your fiancรฉ was cheating. So now go home, throw his clothes out, and do whatever you women do to get your revenge, but leave my club out of it." She gritted her teeth. "I have something that could be useful to you." I raised a brow, slowly scanning up from her thigh-high boots to the short dress that gave me a glimpse of skin. Her breasts, although not large, were certainly real. And despite the fact she was wearing a lot of makeup, I could see that under it she was beautiful. For a moment, I wanted nothing better than to rip off her wig to see the color of her hair. But the murderous glare she was shooting me gave me pause, not to mention amusement. "Jesus. Are all men pigs? I meant your security system. Obviously, I'm not throwing myself at the owner of a intercourse club. I'm not that pathetic." Normally I didn't care what people thought about me, having perfected such an art form years ago. But this particular woman's audacity to think herself too good for me snapped my temper. "I can assure you I'd rather j-rk off than sleep someone vanilla like you." I immediately saw the hurt flash in her eyes and instantly regretted my words. I'd made this personal when it was only business. "I'm sure my fiancรฉ had the same thought. And the insurance I speak of is because he took my money, and I want it back." She dug in her clutch and handed over a small camera. "I'll be going now unless you have any other insults you'd prefer to hurl before I do." Unbelievable. "As if implying you'd never stoop so low as to sleep with me wasn't starting it." Her pretty face showed confusion. "What are you talking about? You know what? It doesn't matter. I need to go." I was about to let her. Getting the camera should have been enough, but I needed to address one more thing. How had she gotten in tonight? My gaze landed on Lance coming out of the elevator. He'd been on the door when Ms. Beth Jonesโwhich couldn't be her real nameโhad come through. "Wait one moment. Lance, do you remember letting this woman in the door earlier tonight?" Lance assessed her quickly but shook his head. "Sorry, sir. I don't remember her. There were a lot of women dressed similarly tonight." "Yes, but this one gave you a fake ID. It might have looked authentic, but it was cloned from the card of a male member, which she is definitely not. That you should've caught. Clear out your things. You're fired." She gasped. "What? No. You can't fire him." *** Daniella The arrogant prick had the nerve to arch a brow at me. "I'm the owner. I can do whatever I like." "Yes, sir. Sorry, sir." Lance spoke up, ready to leave. Could I help it if my guilt was heavy? I'd come to expose a cheater, not make some poor guy lose his job. "No, wait. I'll show you how I cloned the cards. That's what I was offering before. But if I show you, then you have to let, uh, Lance keep his job. You have a serious security breach with the way your cards are designed." I watched him contemplate. "Are you a computer hacker?" "No, just really good with them." "And how are you with accounting? Because if I dismiss Eric from the club, I'm going to be without an accountant." My eyes widened. "You let Eric handle your books? Are you a client of his firm?" "No. He did this on the side to compensate for his, uh, membership fee. He is an accountant, is he not?" "Yeah, one who stole money and doesn't have the accumulated wealth he boasts about." I used air quotes to highlight the last few words. Although his face said nothing, the set of his jaw told me everything. "Lance, go downstairs and bring Mr. Patterson up here. I have some questions for him." "Does that mean Lance isn't fired?" "It would seem so. For now." Tank Two simply nodded. "Yes, sir. I'll bring Mr. Patterson up." "How did you find out he was stealing?" "I gave him seventy-five thousand dollars to go with his supposed two hundred thousand for a down payment on a house. None of it is in his bank accounts. Matter of fact, the statements show he's exclusively been withdrawing money for months." "Excuse me?" "When I hacked into his bank accounts, none of my money was there. But I did see it used to be, along with a couple hundred thousand, but it's all been withdrawn. That's why I need the pictures from tonight, as insurance he'll give my money back." "I take it he wouldn't want people finding out he was having intercourse with another man?" "He'd freak out if I let the pictures go to all of his buddies or coworkers." "Are you sure you want to see him? I could just as easily do this without you here. The last thing I want is for you to start crying or get hysterical." Seriously? "The answer to your insulting question would be no, I won't start freaking out." Matter of fact, I was more than ready to confront Eric. Shane I watched Eric come off the elevator doors. He took off the mask and gave me a smile before his gaze flicked over to my guest. "Daniella. That's not you, is it?" She ripped the pink wig off her head, letting auburn locks flow down her back and making it clear she was the person he'd guessed. She was even prettier without the wig, with her natural dark red hair cascading down her back in waves, but it was the fire in her eyes which made her stunning. Although I'd hauled him up here wanting answers about his alleged stealingโhe was acting as my accountant, after allโlike a sick voyeur, I was riveted to the spot. I wanted to find out what would happen once she confronted him over the cheating. "What are you doing here?" Eric asked, still clearly in shock. "Shouldn't that be my question for you?" She was calm. I'd give her that. "I, uh, I mean some people from the officeโwe were working late andโ" "Oh, my God. Even now you lie. After I saw you having intercourse with some guy ten minutes ago." Eric went pale at her remark, and I have to say it made me happy. I'd never really liked the guy on a personal level and wasn't surprised to find he was a cheater. The question was whether he was a thief. If he was, I was going to break his face. "What do you expect? You're boring in the bedroom. No boobs, no adventureโ" "No manhood," she supplied, arching a brow. At least she wasn't about to let him insult her. There was no way it couldn't have stung, though, especially after my earlier comment. "As enlightening as it would be to hear you two go back and forth all night, I don't have the time. But I do have a vested interest in bringing you up here, Eric." His gaze shifted to me, and I could see it. The nervousness. "Uh, what's that?" "Are you stealing from me?" "No. No way, Shane." I raised a brow at his familiarity. "I mean Mr. Nelson, sir." "Did you steal from her?" His eyes got big, and he turned red. "No. She's my fiancรฉe." "Not any more I'm not." She took off the ring and tossed it onto a nearby table. If she'd been smart, she would've used it for leverage to ensure he returned her money first, but I stayed quiet. And in fact, before he could step over to grab the considerably sized diamond ring, she snatched it up. "Return my money, and you can have it back." "What? That ring is worth over ten grand. All precedents says the man gets the ring back if an engagement is broken." But then again, this was the most amusement I'd had in weeks. "I'm aware of what legal precedents says. However, if the man owes her seventy-five thousand dollars, the ring can be held as collateral. I want it all returned." "It was to go towards a house, so good luck proving anything." I'd had enough of this prick. It bothered me that he wasn't apologizing or appeared to show any remorse. She'd trusted him, and he'd betrayed her trust: not only by cheating, but also by taking her money. Neither of which was sitting well with me. "What do you think the guys at the office or your buddies would think of your little three-some downstairs tonight, Eric?" His face started to turn a deep red. Although he was a handsome guy, if you preferred the Wall Street type, he certainly didn't look it now. Matter of fact, he looked like he was about to puke. Which meant I had his number. "You can't threaten me with that. Anonymity is rule one with the club." I shrugged. "I can't, but she can. She has pictures." His eyes darted back and forth between us. "But that's against club rules." "Well, see, that's a predicament. She's not actually a club member. In fact, you're in violation for allowing her to use your card tonight to get in." "I didn't. She must've copied it." "Which means she had access to it, which ultimately constitutes carelessness on your part." "What do you want from me?" "The truth. Are you stealing from me?" "No. Definitely not." Considering he didn't have access to my actual bank accounts but only to the reports, I chose to believe him. "Fine, but if I find one penny gone, those pictures go viral at your firm. Also, you'll return all the money to Ms.โ" "Trivioli," she supplied. Daniella Trivioli. The name rolled around in my mind. "Okay. Fine," he readily agreed. "And do not come back here. Your membership has been revoked." Now he looked like he was on the verge of crying. He certainly hadn't been as upset to lose his supposed future life partner. "Please, don't do that." "I don't tolerate thieves or liars, Eric. Now, I suggest you leave without a scene before I make one and have you tossed out." He turned, but not without walking in front of Daniella and mumbling something which made her go completely pale. "What did you just say to her?" "Nothing." Eric appeared in a hurry to be going. I moved closer to step in front of her. "What did he say to you?" I might be a prick, but the last thing I'd allow was the victim in this situation to be made to feel worse. This woman, in particular, was pulling out a protective side I hadn't felt in years. "He said 'have a nice life, you frigid orgasmless bimbo.'" I raised a brow. "He's never given you an climax?" Why did women stay with men who couldn't get them off? Monogamy was a foreign concept to me, especially if, at the very least, the intercourse wasn't good. She swallowed hard. Tears glistened in her prideful gaze. "Not often." Eric scoffed. "Because you take too long." There was a reason my club offered sexual confidence classes. Because men like Eric systematically shredded a woman's self-assurance by being selfish in bed. I stepped closer to Daniella. My arm went around her waist, pulling her to my side. I'd be lying if I said her warmth didn't affect me. Her soft curves could be felt under the flimsy excuse for a dress she was wearing. "I find it funny you'd automatically assume the problem is her." I let my hand wander down her side slowly, seductively, while I told myself I was helping her save face. "Because your ex-fiancรฉe is a beautiful woman." I stepped behind her then, my one hand still splayed on her hip, the other inching up her skirt in the back. How far would she be willing to let this go? Any moment I expected her to step away. At the same time, I hoped she wouldn't. "But she's clearly been sexually deprived for a long time. But don't worry, Eric. She's come to the right place to remedy that." Before I could think about the ramifications or the fact that Daniella wasn't the typical guest at Club Travesty, my hand went up her skirt and between her legs. | Red113 | 30 | https://www.facebook.com/61554938783328/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195253 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004054 | 1746634324 | 1634 | m.novelworldoversea.com | Learn more | IMAGE | Free Chapters๐ | https://m.novelworldoversea.com/7gut6e4vb00.html | 1.0590626232732E+14 | Allnovel | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463369706_571825082082508_2143066940119259154_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=AVwmmSFdzj8Q7kNvgHmjQEc&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AberkC6YtLhkti23tE3PkpF&oh=00_AYAAHYQEX5XWCoo7a_H0lX6BywVkaDE33CYFmzDzSHtncg&oe=671438E3 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | After buying my vrginity, my master shared me with other men. "Later, you will be tied and restrained." At his words, a surge of juices floods between my theghs. Opening my knees my Master sees how wet I am, and "Mmmm"s with a pleased sound. "Swing your legs up. Open your knees. Wider. Let me see you." I convulse at this neverโbeforeโexperienced sensation. My arms have, disobediently, flailed at random, and my Master's hands grab me by the wrists. "Did I tell you to move? Bad girl, are you asking for a punishment?" Series One Book 1 <The Vrgin Auctioned> Chapter 1โ01 I stand on the podium, looking at the crowd in front of me. I'm scared, trembling as I face them. I can't complain. I volunteered for this, and in a few days, I'll have more money than I've ever seen in my life. But I have to get through the next few days andโฆ I'm scared. I am looking at a sea of male faces: handsome, ugly, white, black, Hispanic, Asian, tall, short. You name it, they're in front of me. The only thing they have in common: they're all rich. Some of them are very rich. I suppose that it will be one of the very rich ones who buys me. "Charlotte, turn around," instructs the auctioneer. "The clients want to see what they are paying for." I swallow hard and turn slowly around and, trying not to look anyone in the eye, drop my gaze to the floor. My breath is fast and short, my heart pounding. "Raise your head," shouts a voice from the floor. "At these prices, I want to see what I'm getting." I raise my head, biting my lip and trying to be brave. It's too late for me to back out now. If I do, they'll never give me a second chance and I'll have lost the opportunity of a lifetime. All the faces are staring at me. The auctioneer leans over to me and whispers, "If you want to get your price up, look at them. Smile a bit. You need to look young and shy, but not scared stupid. They want to know they're going to have a good time with you." I nod and try to follow his advice. Perhaps I could pick out odd individual faces and just exchange a look with them for a moment. Scanning the array of faces, I settle on a few of the more handsome, or more friendlyโlooking, ones. Some of the guys look quite scary and I really hope that none of them will be the winning bidder. "Now then gentlemen," starts the auctioneer. "We all know why we are here. Charlotte here is twentyโtwo years old and has been certified by our medical experts to be a vrgin. Of course, the winning bidder will be able to test that out for himself. All bids are final except in the event of Charlotte herself not complying with the terms of the auction. Which is to say that she will willingly serve the winning bidder in any way he requires for a period of one week. The sale of her vrginity is included in the terms. Recipients of the proceeds of the sale are: house takes 50%; Charlotte takes 50%. The winning bid will be lodged in full by the winning bidder with an intermediary attorney immediately after the close of the auction for the period of one week, after which it will be paid to the recipients." "So, gentlemen. Who is going to start the bidding?" Please, please let the bidding go well. I can't have done this for nothing. There is a huge computer screen on the wall, displaying the progress of the bidding. There are perhaps a couple of hundred faces or so actually in front of me, but I know there are remote bids being taken and I see agents pressing earโpieces to their heads, or scanning computer screens as the bidding progresses. The bidding goes very well, opening with an amount of money that makes me blink, then progressing in thousandโdollar increments. Well, at least I don't have to worry about not coming out of this with something worthwhile. My hope is that I can fund my way through college afterwards. One of the bidders catches my eye. He looks quite nice, goodโlooking. Will it be him? But after only a few minutes, he drops out, shaking his head at me. A note is passed to the auctioneer. He holds up his hand. "A pause please gentlemen. I am getting the message from several sources that for them to be willing to bid any higher, they want to be able to see more." He addresses me directly, "Charlotte. It is entirely your choice, but are you willing to undress at this stage, on the podium? It will almost certainly help you to bring a better price." "Undress now? All the way?" "It's up to you Charlotte. Noโone is going to make you. But the better they can see what they are buying, the better your chances." I nod, gulping. Except for the black leather collar at my throat, I am dressed sexily but demurely, not showing too much. The hall falls silent as I unbutton the blouse and let it fall to the floor. My skirt follows, leaving me skimpily dressed in black lace small clothes. "C'mon," shouts a voice from the back "let's see the rest." Oh God, don't let it be himโฆ Flushing, I unclip my bre, releasing my large, pendulous things. It feels no better, seeing appreciative, and sometimes calculating, looks from some of the faces in front of me. Slipping fingers inside my rest clothes, I slide them down to join the puddle of clothes on the floor. I hadn't anticipated this, thinking that I would at least be in private with whoever my owner of one week was going to be. Neked, I stand in front of my audience, trying to stand straight and thinking that I should be wanting to burst into tears. Oddly, I don't. The attack of nerves that has been holding me for the last two days is fading away and is being replaced with a kind of anticipation. My trembling is turning instead into a kind of quivering. It dawns on me that I am actually beginning to enjoy this. Shaking my head, my long copperโbronze hair settles in a cloud around my shoulders and cascading down to my waist. I am at least confident that I look good; flatโstomached, narrowโwaisted and longโlegged, I know that I have something worth selling. The bidding resumes. With mounting excitement, I watch the monitor as the high bid climbs ever higher. To my relief, the creep who shouted from the back of the room seems to be knocked out of the bidding early. Some of the audience seem to be there only to watch. Is this how they get their kicks? But plenty more do bid and I see more remote bids coming in through the agents. The bidding settles into a threeโway war between a short fat man (urgghhhhโฆ nooooโฆ), a tall, kindaโChineseyโlooking, guy, and someone at the back that I cannot see. The fat guy drops out, shaking his head and looking angry. The bidding continues between the Chinese guy and the otherโฆthen pausesโฆ Series One Book 1 Chapter 2โ02 "Final offer gentlemen? I have the bidding with number 247 at the back." The hammer hovers then bangs down. "Sold! Number 247." "Charlotte. Come down to the office please," says the auctioneer. Once I am inside he says, "Please read the sale document aloud and then sign it." I read the document. I agree that I am selling myself for the period of one week, to include the sale of my vrginity. I certify that I am a vrgin and "clean". I accept that I am agreeing to anything required of me by my Master that does not result in permanent injury to meโฆ It goes on. I read it aloud, demonstrating that I know exactly what I am agreeing to. Who is my new Master? A man pushes out of the crowd and passes a credit card to the auctioneer. A minute later he has keyed in a PIN. The auctioneer clips a lead to the collar on my neck and passes it to the man. He is tall and quite goodโlooking in a severe sort of way. Dressed in a white shirt, black pants and a leather jacket, his clothes look expensive but restrained. Dark, but silvering, hair frames a tanned face and deep brown eyes. His eyes smile as he looks at me, but his mouth does not. "Nice to meet you Charlotte. I'm your new Master for the week." "Nice to meet you too," I mumble, my nerves returning bigโtime. "Nice to meet you, Master," he says, tugging sharply at the leash. "Sorry, Master. Nice to meet you, Master." "That's better. Now come with me. We're going to have a little chat." He leads me to an anteโroom to the auction chamber. It seems to be a storage room for the more usual kind of auction, furniture stacked everywhere, pictures and ornaments, bricโaโbrac, the leftโovers of the lives of people who have moved on. My Master sits on an antique chair, dark wood intricately carved, gleaming gold in reflected sunlight, and smelling of beeswax. He is still holding my leash and looks me up and down carefully from where he sits. "Don't worry," he says. "I'll let you put some clothes on before we go. But right now, I'm enjoying the view." I am lost for words and just nod, standing awkwardly under the gaze of my Master. "On your knees, Charlotte," he says. I obey, trying not to graze my knees on the stone flag floor. Looking me straight in the face, he says, "Are you really a vrgin, Charlotte?" I nod dumbly. "Is Charlotte your real name?" Shake head. "No of course not. But for the avoidance of doubt for you, the auction house knows exactly who I am." He laughs. "If nothing else, they have my credit card details." Looking down at me, he tilts his head. "You are, how old? Twentyโtwo, was it?" I nod. "It's not easy to be a twentyโtwoโyearโold vrgin these days. How did you manage it?" "I got married. But he didn't love me. I found out later that he'd only got married to please his parentsโฆ Heโฆhe didn't like girlsโฆ On our wedding night, he wouldn'tโฆ" I run out of words. My Master sacks in his cheeks. "Not a good start to life, I have to agree. So, after the failure of this miserable marriageโฆ?" "I didn't have anything. I didn't know what to do. I want to go to college, but that needs a lot of money and my parents can't afford to help, soโฆ" "So, you decided to sell the assets you have, to the highest bidder to fund your way through college?" "Yes." He leans forward, sliding a finger down the side of my face to my collar bone. "A brave thing to do. I have to admire your guts, but it was astonishingly dangerous. You're lucky to have me as your buyer. Men who play these sorts of games can have veryโฆelaborate tastes in entertainment. I suspect you didn't know what you were agreeing to when you signed that contract. I'm going to enjoy taking your cherry and I'll test you to the edge with other games, believe me. But I won't do anything that might hurt you, not permanently." I gulp at the thought of what this might mean. What is he suggesting? "Tell me Charlotte. How much were you hoping to make out of this? That auction total was good, but it won't get you through college." "I don't really know. Just as much as possible." He pauses, obviously trying to choose his words. "The reason I am asking this Charlotte is that I have paid a very good price for you, but you could earn more if you are willing and if you have the nerve to carry it through." What does he mean? My mouth is dry and I simply wait for him to continue. "Let me tell you a little about myself. You have done this because you dream of a better life. Good for you. I have dreams too. Perhaps fantasies is a better wordโฆ One of them is to have a young and beautiful girl kneeling neked in front of me." He smiles down at me and I blush. "Another isโฆwell, this is going to be your first time. They say that we all remember our first time and I suppose mine would have been about average. I was a young, incompetent fumbler, but an older woman did me a favour and guided me through. She made it good for me. I've always dreamed of being able to take a girl's vrginity and make her first time wonderful for her. Do you understand me?" Feeling much reassured, "Mmm. That soundsโฆnice." "I'm glad you think so. Don't worry. Your first time is going to be as good as I know how to make it for youโฆ Howeverโฆ" He draws a deep breath. "There was a room full of men in there who would willingly pay to play other games with a girl like you: young, inexperienced, beautiful." My mouth is dry. "I'm sorry, I don't understandโฆ" "I own you for a week, Charlotte. If you want to earn as much money as possible, then it doesn't have to be just me. I have other fantasies than simply having your vrginity. I'd like to share you with other men. Watch them with you. Let them watch me with you. Several of us sharing you. Butโฆ" He stabs a finger towards me. "Understand that I won't do this without your agreement and without you being wellโrewarded for it. I'm asking you now because while we are still here at the auction house, this could be arranged if it is what you want and are willing to do it." I am shaking now. "Can I have a few minutes to think about it?" Series One Book 1 Chapter 3โ03 "Of course. That's only fair. I will stress, if you agree to this, you will be tested to the limit, but you won't be permanently hurt. I won't let anything serious happen to you. I will be in control, and I will control what happens. It's your choice." He stands. "I'm going to leave you alone for a while. Give you some space to think. I'll be next door. Come through when you're ready." He walks out, but then a moment later the door swings open again and he tosses something to me. "And put your clothes on Charlotte. I own you now, but you are in charge of what happens in the next few minutes." I get dressed, thinking hard. This could bring in enough to see me right through college. In truth, I know that I am not considering what to do. I have already decided. I am simply screwing up the courage to do it. Fully dressed, I step into the auction chamber and stand on the podium again, head raised, standing straight, staring over the sea of faces. They have waited. They knew this might happen. I stand with my hands clasped before me. It was once given to me as advice for a job interview: clasp the hands together so as not to show them shaking, to hide nerves. The advice stands me in good stead now. Trying to keep any wavering out of my voice, I look at my Master, and then the auctioneer. "I'll do it. Let's get on with it." There is a glint in my Master's eye. He nods acknowledgement to me, but do I seeโฆ admiration? The bidding resumes, but this time I am uncertain what exactly is being bid for. What have I agreed to? All I know is that the bids keep climbing and that half that money is mine. I must simply keep my nerve for a week. Lightโheaded, feeling a little spacedโout, I allow myself to drift offโฆ With a bang, the hammer comes down again. As I see the winning bid on the monitor, my heart misses a beat. So much money. Who is it? Who is it? Immediately, my Master comes to my side. Taking me by the arm he leads me to the office. "Sign there and there, Charlotte. I'll handle everything else. Don't worry. I'll look after you and your interests." I sign and then sit awhile while my Master speaks with the auctioneer. There is much muttered discussion. My Master breaks loose from the discussion, looking pleased. "Come on Charlotte. Let's get you out of here. You have an exciting week ahead of you." Still a bit dazed, I follow my Master. Taking my hand, as though we are a perfectly normal couple, he hails a taxi and barks a hotel address at the driver. The address is very much at the classy end of town. I had sort of expected this. With what he is paying for me, he just has to be rich. But when we arrive at the block, we take the lift to the penthouse. He catches my eye. "Not my home Charlotte. I've just rented it for the week, but the auction house knows where I have brought you." My jitters have returned and my Master sees this. "Relax. We'll have a meal first I think. Calm you down a bit. And perhaps some wine inside you might help? Do you like champagne?" "Um, not sure. I've never had it." "Excellent. I can introduce you to it then? What kind of food do you like?" "Err... Don't mind reallyโฆ Italian?" "Fine. We'll go to Luigi's around the corner then. I'll reserve a table for us. Why don't you have a look around? Have a bath or a shower perhaps? Make yourself comfortable. If you look in the wardrobes you will find bathrobes andโฆother clothes. Look them over." I leave him calling the restaurant to make the booking. Exploring the huge apartment, the lounge is vast and tastefully decorated, the bathroom luxurious, the bedroomโฆ The bedroom is beautiful. Whoever decorated it must have paid a fortune. The bedโฆ I don't want to look at the bed. I explore the wardrobes instead, which do indeed contain bathrobes. The other clothes range from jeans and teeโshirts, through the classic little black cocktail dress and evening gowns toโฆ Black leather? Vinyl? Some kind of harness? I take a robe and close the wardrobe again, turning to head for the bathroom, and all but scream as I walk into my Master who is standing behind me, offering me a champagne flute. "Calm down Charlotte. I promise I am not going to hurt you." Putting down the glass, he takes me in his arms, holding me like a little girl and kisses the top of my head. "I won't hurt you," he repeats. "Have your bath. Afterwards, try the dresses for size. They should fit. Your measurements were listed in the auction ad. I think the black one would suit you well, but you choose." He retrieves the glass and pushes it into my hand. "Please drink that. I want you to enjoy yourself." He grins, wickedly. "Think of this asโฆ'the adventure of a lifetime'." He is right. I have committed myself. His grin is infectious, and I start to smile as I gulp down the champagne. "You know," he says, "it really isn't meant to be drunk like that. Champagne should be savoured. Come and have some more." Later that evening, I feel great. My nerves have gone. I am having an adventure. I am here for the ride. At the restaurant, my Master is good company: full of interesting talk and anecdotes. "I don't want to embarrass you Charlotte. Here in public, you can call me 'James'. In private, I am 'Master'." Full of excellent food, and with perhaps just a little more wine inside than is quite good for me, we return to the hotel. My Master is all courtesy, holding out a hand to invite me to enter the apartment first, standing behind me to slip the coat from my shoulders, hanging it carefully. Eyes meeting mine, he takes me by the hand, leading me through to the bedroom. It is dimly lit, with only a flickering glow from candles scattered here and there. Standing before me, he strokes my face. "I'll tell you what's going to happen now Charlotte. Because this is your first time, you don't know what to expect. No matter what you have seen in movies or read in books, you just don't." 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| 2195482 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004058 | 1746634324 | 1634 | m.novelworldoversea.com | Learn more | IMAGE | Click to read all chapters | https://m.novelworldoversea.com/4u9l6i45jg0.html | 4.181661680556E+14 | Storyverse | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463119102_1060935799088705_4138563895439736979_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=cuGr8ng0rYQQ7kNvgGljMXr&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ACb1XOk1evxGjmFMUaIzz0l&oh=00_AYCNPBH51yTk2RS4qJTluIQ89ROU4ICj7bYTgiWxTEDL2Q&oe=67145BE3 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Uncle Aleksei forced his hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my l | Storyverse | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61567115634026/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2194751 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004044 | 1746634324 | 1634 | play.google.com | Install now | VIDEO | ๐ฅFree reading all chapters๐ | http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.heartify.app | 1.0543139599757E+14 | Read ASAP | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463047728_510022708598833_6021389549835156198_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ffmT7wRZJ60Q7kNvgH-czou&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A29zDPuidisfhvl3sq52A_5&oh=00_AYBkQ0FSqZHYovk8RLiY7GtS9-hPTffygho7P7HeBjDHgg&oe=67143A75 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | #Chapter 1: Crash Landing Raven The day I realized that my assistant Dani was copying my entire life on social media, I couldnโt have been more disgusted. My name is Raven. I am a werewolf model, and a perfume brand entrepreneur. Dani was not just my assistant, but also my best friendโwhich was a rare thing in the world of fame and riches. Or so I thought. But when I saw those pictures on her Instagramโฆ When I saw her holding my stuff that had gone missing, posing with my designer bags and clothes and even my fucking laptop like she had bought it all herselfโฆ I guess I didnโt know her as well as I thought I did. โIf she was struggling with money, she could have just told you,โ my inner wolf growled under my breath as I stormed up the front steps to my house. โShe didnโt have to steal from us.โ The house that we shared was a lavish two-story overlooking the ocean, complete with marble floors, tall columns, and sprawling gardens surrounding a crystal-clear saltwater pool out back. Iโd paid for it all myself, of course, but Dani lived with me. As my full-time assistant, I needed her nearby to give me a hand, and besidesโฆ It was nice living with my friend. But right now I wished Iโd never given her a key to my home. There has to be some sort of explanation for this, I thought as I ascended the steps to the second floor. Dani wouldnโt intentionally steal from me and pretend that my things were her own. Then againโฆ Iโd been looking for my missing things for almost two weeks now. And what was even more messed up was that sheโd helped me look for them while she apparently had them in her possession the entire time. โDani?โ I called out as I climbed the curving marble stairway. โDani, we need to talk.โ There was no answer; but it was a big house, after all. I made my way down the hallway, popping my head into Daniโs room, but she wasnโt there. Frowning, I kept moving down the hallwayโand froze when I heard voices coming from inside my bedroom. I couldnโt make out what they were saying, but I could hear two voices. Nathanโsโmy boyfriendโsโvoice mixed with Daniโs. Nathan and I were the โgolden coupleโ of the year, the type of celebrity couple whose mere presence in an interview or an ad campaign was enough to make sales skyrocket. My shoulders slumped a little with relief. Good; maybe Nathan saw the posts before I did and was talking to her about it. โThere you are,โ I said as I swung the door open. โDani, we need toโโ My hand dropped to my side as I saw the scene before me. Dani hadnโt just stolen my material possessions. She had stolenโฆ my home. My bed. My man. โDaniโฆ Nathanโฆโ Their names came out small, choked, like a shard of glass was lodged in my throat. I could hardly speak, could only stand there while theyโฆ While they lay tangled up together beneath my sheets. โOh. Raven.โ Nathan sat up, running a hand through his sandy hair. Dani, blushing, quickly gathered the sheets to her bare chest. My eyes were fixed on her, but she wouldnโt look at me. โWhat is this?โ I finally croaked out. Languidly, as if he were nothing more than a cat waking up from a nap, Nathan stoodโfully nudeโand strode across the room to pluck his boxers out of a pile of pantyhose and high heels. My high heels. โWhat does it look like?โ he asked. โWhy?โ was all I managed. I turned to Dani and repeated, โWhy?โ but she still would not meet my gaze. Coward. Nathan simply shrugged. โWhat, is this a big deal to you or something?โ โA big deal?โ I let my fangs drop as I turned to face him, my claws extending somewhat. I could feel my eyes glow too, a telltale sign of a Werewolfโs fury. โWeโre together, Nathan. And youโre fucking my assistant?โ To my horror, he seemed totally unfazed by my anger. โI donโt know about you, Raven, but I was only ever in this for the business side of things. I thought we were on the same page about that.โ He tugged his jeans on as if he were simply getting ready for workโsomething Iโd watched him do a hundred times now. The business side of things. I knew what he was referring to. Our relationship did boost our brand sales. But I still loved him, and while we hadnโt completely marked each other yet, I was sure it was only because we were addicted to our careers and not just to our mateship. โBut I thoughtโโ โOh, Ravenโฆโ Nathan turned to me with an unsympathetic look in those brown eyes that I thought I loved. โCome on, honey. Youโve always been naive, but this? You know how this business works. Everything is transactional.โ I thought I might be sick. Turning to Dani, I ground out, โAnd youโDani, youโre my best friendโฆโ โI let you live in my home,โ I growled. โI bought you things, took you out for expensive dinnersโฆ We were supposed to leave for vacation together tomorrow morning!โ Dani finally looked at me. There was no remorse in her eyes. None. I was heartbroken. After that, Iโd kicked both of them out on the curb before theyโd even had a chance to explain themselves further. Nathan actually had the gall to mention something about dividing up my successful perfume company in the event of the breakup, which of course I refused. It was my companyโa company that Iโd worked damn hard for. He could claim that his face in my advertisements was what made it famous all he wanted, but it just wasnโt true. And besides, I wouldnโt let those two bastards take one more thing from me. โฆ โAre you sure you want to fly today, Raven? The forecast calls for a storm.โ I hefted my final bag into the helicopter and turned to face the pilot, placing both hands on my hips. โA little rain wonโt stop me from going on vacation,โ I said as I flipped a lock of white-blonde hair over my shoulder. After what happened to me yesterday, after my boyfriend and my best friend hooked up in my bed, I couldnโt stay home right now. I just needed to recharge for a few weeks and then Iโd be back to normal, that was all. We flew in silence for some time, watching as the afternoon sky grew darker and darker. Gray storm clouds roiled in the sky off to the east, but I hardly paid them any mind, too exhausted to even keep my eyes open. โRaven. Raven! Thatโs strange! Our course is tilting toward the Lycan kingdom.โ I snapped my eyes open from my half-asleep state to find the wind howling ominously around us, those gray storm clouds practically engulfing us. Still, Iโd flown a million times before in all kinds of conditions; I wasnโt worried. โThe Lycan kingdom? Is that where you want me to go on vacation? They never let any tourists in. I could be the first,โ I joked. I was proud to be a werewolf. Our country was free, open and peaceful; we loved surfing the web, fresh technology, business, and of course, vacations. And the Lycan Empire next door? All the werewolves scorned it. It was a closed off kingdom, a bunch of primitives living a hellish life of war. At least that was what I saw on TV. โIโm being serious!โ the pilot called over the din. โThe wind is too strong to keep goingโhold on tight, itโs gonna be a bumpy landing!โ Nodding with my heart in my throat, I tightened my seatbelt and gripped the edge of the seat. The helicopter began to descend, deafening wind howling from all directions. The helicopter shuddered and banked, and I heard the pilot curse as he tried to right it again. No, no, noโฆ. If I die now, Iโm coming back to haunt that bastard Nathan! #Chapter 2: Intruder Raven The sun was blinding as I cracked my eyes open, but was quickly blotted out by a tall form stepping into view. I squinted, shielding my eyes with my arm as I looked up at him. โOh, thank goodness,โ I began. โI-I think my helicopter crashedโโ โI can see that.โ The tall formโs voice was gruff, deep. He crouched, and the first thing I saw was an all-too-familiar symbol tattooed on his chest. Three claw marks across a wolfโs eye. My gaze traveled up, and I saw that it wasnโt just one person, but several who were surrounding me; warriors, it seemed, judging from the spears clutched in their hands. โTake the intruder to the cells,โ the man ordered, drawing my attention back. I could hardly speak, too enthralled by his faceโa face Iโd only ever seen once or twice on the news, but one that had seared itself into my mind. In person, he was even more roguishly handsome and terrifying all at once, with a chiseled jaw coated in stubble and a head of jet black hair pulled back into a bun to reveal shaved sides. This was Neil. The prince of the Lycans. The barbaric military nation that hated us Werewolves. โStop! Iโm not an intruder!โ I cried out. โDoes it even look like Iโm an intruder?โ His black hair moving in the breeze. Cold blue eyes looked me up and down, taking in my skinny jeans and soaked crop topโso different from his shirtless torso and leather trousers. โYou are one of those Werewolves from across the border. Your kind arenโt welcome here. You should know that.โ My eyes widened as three of those barbaric warriors advanced on me. Their hands were rough and callused as they hauled me to my feet, ignoring my pleas. โQuiet, outsider,โ one of the warriors grunted, then jabbed me in the ribs with the butt of his spear. โฆ The Lycan cells were exactly what I expected: cold, damp, musty, and not at all like the jails and prisons in the Werewolf world. It felt like stepping back in time. Torchlight flickered from braziers lining the cobblestone walls, bars made of iron, nothing but a straw-filled mattress and a bucket on the floor. I could already imagine what it would be like to die in here, although I tried to push the thought away. I wouldnโt die here. I was famous back homeโpeople would come looking for me. Once they realized that my helicopter went down so close to the Lycan lands, theyโd know what had happened. After all, Lycans were known for their warmongering society and their hatred for us Werewolves. And everyone knew what they did to outsiders who wandered into their territory. โSit,โ Neil commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument. For a moment, I considered refusing his commandโbut I knew it would only make matters worse for me, so I obeyed and sat in the rickety wooden chair. Neil was silent as I took my seat, and if he noticed me shivering from my wet clothes, he didnโt mention it. โState your true purpose for coming here, and maybe Iโll let you live,โ he said plainly. His accent was thick and rolling, like velvet dragging across sand. It would have been an attractive sound, had he not been keeping me prisoner. โI already told you,โ I said, making no attempt to hide my exasperation. โI was going on vacation in the tropics. My helicopter got caught in a storm, we got thrown off course, and then crashed in the ocean. I must have washed up on your shore.โ I shuddered at what might have happened to the pilot. I wanted to think that he survived, butโฆ Maybe that was a bit too hopeful. Neil stared at me for a moment, considering. His blue eyes, narrowed beneath thick black eyebrows, seemed even more intense in the light of the torches. His dark hair was down now to frame his square jaw, and he was wearing some kind of black fur cloakโalthough he was still shirtless beneath it, displaying those chiseled pecs and that strange tattoo in the center of his chest. Damn, I thought. He was born into the wrong world; could have been a successful model back home. โI donโt believe you,โ he finally grunted. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. โYou can look me up online,โ I said, growing a bit desperate. โLike I said, Iโm a model and entrepreneur. Iโm not a spy or whatever you seem to think I am.โ The prince of the Lycans was silent for several long moments. Those blue eyes raked over me, studying me, appraising me. When they flicked down to my chest and lingered there for a beat too long, it was only then that I realized my shirt was almost entirely see-through from the water. My face heated, and I quickly covered myself with my arms. โWe donโt have your โinternetโ here,โ he finally said, rising from his chair. If he looked enormous on the beach, then he looked even bigger nowโalmost as if he hardly even fit in this small interrogation room. โI cannot โlook you upโ. So how should I believe what you say?โ I flushed again, recalling the things Iโd heard about the Lycansโthat they were off the grid, no internet or electricity and no apparent desire for any of those things. Apparently, they hated us for having those things; saw us as frivolous and shallow for them. โLook, I donโt know what to tell you,โ I said. โBut itโs the truth. I am who I say I am.โ โYou may fabricate your identity all you want,โ he continued, taking slow strides as he rounded the table, โbut I know you are a spy.โ โThen you must be just as paranoid and out of your mind as they say,โ I retorted, even though I knew I shouldnโt. โBut I have no interest in indulging your paranoia. Do I even look like a spy?โ As I spoke, I gestured down to myself again. Neil paused once he reached my side of the table, his gaze roaming over me once more. His eyes lingered on my jeans, my dainty white Lululemon crop top, the delicate little gold necklace that had somehow stayed on during the crash, the platinum blonde hair that was usually flowing in soft waves down my back but was now matted and dripping with saltwater, the mascara running down my cheeks. I even let myself shiver a little harder just to drive the point home. โIโm a peace lover,โ I said, standing to meet his gaze. โIโm not interested in your brutish society. I just want to be lounging by the pool right now with a cold drink with one of those little umbrellas in it, not โspyingโ.โ The prince scoffedโor chuckled, it was hard to tellโand suddenly reached out to grab my chin. I tried to jerk away, but it was no use; he was too strong. โIndeed,โ he said, his face mere inches from mine now as he turned my head this way and that to inspect me. โYou do look rather frail and delicate. Your kind truly did waste their time in sending a pathetic little thing to spy on my people.โ โPrick,โ I snarled under my breath. A low growl rumbled in the princeโs throat at that. He forcefully turned my head to make me look at him, eyes flashing. I willed my fangs to release, but they only dropped a littleโmy wolf was too weak after the crash. But she wasnโt too weak to sense what he was to me. And if the sudden look of shock in those blue eyes was any indication, then he felt it, too. This brute was my fated mate. #Chapter 3: Fragile Neil & Raven Neil My senses had to have been deceiving me. This woman was my mate? Thisโฆ frail, skinny little thing was the one who was tied to my soul? I almost laughed out loud at the notion. โItโs true,โ I felt my wolfโs familiar voice echo inside of my skull. โShe is our mate. Canโt you feel it?โ I released the girlโs face and turned away. โYou must be confused by her scent. Her kind wears that strange perfume that clouds the senses; there is no way she can be my fated mate.โ My wolf huffed. โWhatever perfume she may have worn was washed off in the ocean. Do not question me. You know I have never been wrong in my judgment.โ Frowning, I folded my arms across my chest and glanced over at the girl. She was so unlike the women from my countryโthe strong, sexy, curvy Lycan women that I preferred to indulge in. This girlโฆ She was pale. Skinny. Not an ounce of muscle on her frame. She had wide enough hips, good for birthing I supposed, but her low body fat made her breasts small. And she must have done something to her hair, too, because that color could not have been natural for someone of her complexion. And I didnโt even want to think about her attire. How does one even move in pants so tight? Everything about the way she dressed seemed purely decorative, from the ridiculous little shirt to the skinny pants and the long, pink fingernails. โNo,โ I said out loud. โYou cannot be my mate.โ The girl scoffed and folded her own arms across her chest, mirroring my stance. โThe feeling is mutual.โ โGood.โ I walked over to the door and knocked, indicating to my subordinate that this interrogation was over. โThen I believe we are done here.โ The door swung open, and my broad-shouldered guardโCastorโstrode in. โTake her back to her cell,โ I growled, jerking my chin toward the girl. The girlโs arms fell back to her sides, her face going even more pale than beforeโif that was even possible. โBut I told you Iโm not a spy!โ she protested. โI just want to go home!โ I ignored her cries as Castor threw her thrashing body over his shoulder and carried her away. Once they were gone, I shook my head and headed down the hall, where a skinny young male with a shock of red hair waited for me. Ericโone of my oldest friends and another member of my retinue. โAny sign of Serena yet?โ I asked as we pushed through the door and out into the bright afternoon sun. The courtyard was bustling with people this time of day, vendors peddling various wares and children running about beneath the shade of thick trees. A ball came rolling my way, and I gave it an idle kick back to a group of kids as Eric and I made our way past. โNot yet,โ Eric said, running a hand through his red hair. โI suspect it has something to do with the conflict near her pack.โ I pursed my lips. She should have been here by nowโconflict be damned. โThis is important,โ I growled. Eric sighed. โI know. Weโre doing our best to keep an eye out for her.โ โWell, try harder.โ My subordinateโs face flushed somewhat at that. Truthfully, I wasnโt mad at himโbut Serena, my fianceรฉ, needed to be here. And fast; because without a proper female companion by my side at my fatherโs sixtieth birthday celebration, I would not be eligible for my inheritance. โWeโll find her,โ Eric said, offering me a tiny, tentative smile. โBefore the feast.โ I merely grunted in response. โฆ Raven I sighed as I stared down at the plate of untouched food in front of meโan apple, a heel of bread, and a few slices of hard cheese. It looked edible, albeit not the usual thing Iโd eat back home, but I still refused to eat it. Iโd been sitting in this cell for hours now. A guard had come to bring me this meal, but that was it. Mateโฆ I didnโt want to believe that thatโฆ brute could be my fated mate. The โPrince of the Lycansโ, or so they said. Never in my wildest dreams had I ever thought that a Lycan might be my mate. They were so far removed from our world, so cut off from us despite sharing our ancestry, that Iโd never even considered it to be possible. My wolf had gone back to sleep after recognizing him, unfortunately, so I couldnโt question whether she was mistaken or not. But he seemed to have recognized me as his mate as well, so it might not have been a mistake after all, no matter how badly I wanted it to be. I wasnโt sure how much longer I was sitting there before I heard footsteps again. Great, I thought as I saw that hulking guard step into view again. Another interrogation. โAlright, alright,โ I said, holding my hands up as the guard opened my cell door. โIโm coming. No need to toss me over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes this time.โ We followed the same path back up to that room, just as before. Only this time, the guard glanced at me over his shoulder. โYou didnโt eat.โ I curled my lip at him. โWhy would I eat your food? Maybe itโs poisoned.โ He didnโt reply to that, just huffed and turned back around. I stuck my tongue out at the back of his head and continued following him up the steps. Once again, I was taken to that same interrogation room from before. I walked in without needing to be shoved this time. โLike I said before, Iโm not a spโโ My words cut off as I saw what was waiting for me. Neil was there, of course, in that fur cloak again, black hair cascading down his shoulders and almost blending in with the black fur on the cloakโs collar. But it wasnโt him who I was looking at. It was the extra cloak that was folded up on the table. โThis is for me?โ I found myself asking. Neil merely shrugged. โYou seemed cold last time. Maybe a bit of warmth will make you finally tell me the truth.โ Ah. There it is. I folded my arms across my chest and stuck my chin out. โI already told you the truth.โ โIs that so?โ The Lycan prince cocked his head, causing his silky dark hair to slither across his shoulder. โAnd you expect me to simply believe you? How do I know that this so-called โmate bondโ of ours wasnโt concocted by your country to try and manipulate me?โ Throwing my hands up in the air, I said, โAre you kidding me? As if Iโd ever want to fake a mate bond with someone like you.โ Neil pulled his shoulders back, puffing his chest out. โFunny. One would expect a delicate little petal such as yourself to be glad to have a mate whoโs a prince of the Lycans. Did your employer tell you to pretend like you donโt want me? Figured it would strike a nerve and make me open up to you?โ I couldnโt help but laugh. โFirst of all, there is no โemployerโ. And second, Iโm not pretending.โ I took a step closer, speaking slowly, enunciating each word. โI. Donโt. Want. You.โ โHa. We have a comedian in our midst,โ Neil retorted, stepping toward me as well. โI see the way your breasts heave when you look at me. Even now, your pupils are dilated. I can practically smell the lust on you.โ โWishful thinking,โ I growled in response, closing the distance further. By now, we were mere inches apart, just as we had been when our wolves had recognized one another. I willed my fangs to drop again, but it was still no useโmy wolf was too weak, too exhausted from the whole ordeal to even pick up Neilโs scent. โIf only Iโd drowned in the ocean today,โ I murmured, my words laced with venom. โThen I never would have had to find out that my fated mate is a barbarian.โ The princeโs eyes flashed. Suddenly, he was on meโcaging me against the stone wall, palm pressed into the rocks above my head, nostrils flaring. 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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Delighted Reading | 8203 | https://www.facebook.com/100093179042627/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8166 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195405 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004057 | 1746634325 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Watch more | VIDEO | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=263741546706881&jump=1&rawadid=120212943709580245 | 2.2788780707259E+14 | Lovestory-hh | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462925568_563300863048500_8097227922507526644_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=JuFzisXlPvcQ7kNvgH93Ny3&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AxdSdF-sU5I5_nNcdql0yN3&oh=00_AYCNcy_Y03oEbbLJ5GEeXIgPAwrivhayEeSrQV3KYBuIaw&oe=67146B8B | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | On the day of her difficult childbirth, her husband and lover were as close as glue, and her heart was as lifeless as ashes. She decided to divorce! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8166 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195340 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004056 | 1746634325 | 1634 | enjoyae.com | Learn more | VIDEO | From Assassin's Doom to Rebirth and a Tangled Revenge with a Martial Arts Twist.Click to view the exciting follow-up. | https://enjoyae.com/wf_land_page/30600.html?language=en×tamp=1728367782701&channelCode=WAENF1000863&bid=21000206028&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&ad_group_name={{adset.name}}&ad_group_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}} | 1.1195567169515E+14 | Webfic-books | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462297239_566026296089993_7732568500350435398_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ZCMA5ltCAGkQ7kNvgFbJZh3&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AMyis5l67zmhSsaYY2Rq__F&oh=00_AYCpq2er3HJF-aVxWWPX8V_2DbPnIgd3-R4f0YzyYjysqw&oe=67144A6E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | The previous night, Lucille embarked on a top-secret mission. But the details leaked, causing her untimely death by a traitorous companion. She never knew the betrayer's identity. Miraculously, she got a new life, reborn as a girl with the same name. Determined to uncover truth and revenge for family, she seized the second chance. She planned to avenge loved ones. However, Joseph, a seemingly frail yet martial arts-skilled man who deeply fell for her, complicated her revenge plan. Now this new knowledge added more complexity to it. "B*tch! How dare you push Zoey down the stairs? You deserve to die!" At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic-books | 4380 | https://www.facebook.com/100086781164052/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195342 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004056 | 1746634325 | 1634 | enjoyae.com | Learn more | VIDEO | From Assassin's Doom to Rebirth and a Tangled Revenge with a Martial Arts Twist.Click to view the exciting follow-up. | https://enjoyae.com/wf_land_page/30600.html?language=en×tamp=1728367782701&channelCode=WAENF1000863&bid=21000206028&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&ad_group_name={{adset.name}}&ad_group_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}} | 1.1195567169515E+14 | Webfic-books | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462198071_1205472887425211_8287604624802502560_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=x7tye-1CqQAQ7kNvgEAC-h8&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AMyis5l67zmhSsaYY2Rq__F&oh=00_AYDqBpvylqXODrIzdWr8k5lDp7ovTJ2ON3yffyAMnV-8tA&oe=671448AD | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | The previous night, Lucille embarked on a top-secret mission. But the details leaked, causing her untimely death by a traitorous companion. She never knew the betrayer's identity. Miraculously, she got a new life, reborn as a girl with the same name. Determined to uncover truth and revenge for family, she seized the second chance. She planned to avenge loved ones. However, Joseph, a seemingly frail yet martial arts-skilled man who deeply fell for her, complicated her revenge plan. Now this new knowledge added more complexity to it. "B*tch! How dare you push Zoey down the stairs? You deserve to die!" At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic-books | 4380 | https://www.facebook.com/100086781164052/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195345 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004056 | 1746634325 | 1634 | enjoyae.com | Learn more | VIDEO | From Assassin's Doom to Rebirth and a Tangled Revenge with a Martial Arts Twist.Click to view the exciting follow-up. | https://enjoyae.com/wf_land_page/30600.html?language=en×tamp=1728367782701&channelCode=WAENF1000863&bid=21000206028&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&ad_group_name={{adset.name}}&ad_group_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}} | 1.1195567169515E+14 | Webfic-books | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462271821_1041739867428328_4894676358949495551_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ZlfIMVVz6OEQ7kNvgHdwk5X&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AMyis5l67zmhSsaYY2Rq__F&oh=00_AYC8kV9jocvKI0o_m6RrsRFj8JzG8iNp_gpwI1RvhWmG8g&oe=67145436 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | The previous night, Lucille embarked on a top-secret mission. But the details leaked, causing her untimely death by a traitorous companion. She never knew the betrayer's identity. Miraculously, she got a new life, reborn as a girl with the same name. Determined to uncover truth and revenge for family, she seized the second chance. She planned to avenge loved ones. However, Joseph, a seemingly frail yet martial arts-skilled man who deeply fell for her, complicated her revenge plan. Now this new knowledge added more complexity to it. "B*tch! How dare you push Zoey down the stairs? You deserve to die!" At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic-books | 4380 | https://www.facebook.com/100086781164052/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8166 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. 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| 2195414 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004057 | 1746634325 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Watch more | VIDEO | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=263741546706881&jump=1&rawadid=120212943703540245 | 2.2788780707259E+14 | Lovestory-hh | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463103225_2010223669432157_8782135369758885751_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=5VZ2S6IJV64Q7kNvgEsnBLh&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AxdSdF-sU5I5_nNcdql0yN3&oh=00_AYCDHDFqJZpqdV_KYlxZt6iAhXyc_EjKdtY7PB8g14h_7g&oe=67145B15 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | On the day of her difficult childbirth, her husband and lover were as close as glue, and her heart was as lifeless as ashes. She decided to divorce! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8166 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8166 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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He immediately dropped the document and rushed out! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &35& | Hello reading | 47241 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195548 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004059 | 1746634325 | 1634 | deborahwildebooks.com | Learn more | IMAGE | Mystery + A Dash Of Red-Hot Romance โฅ๏ธ | A Snarky Urban Fantasy Detective Series by Deborah Wilde. Books 1-4 of the Jezebel files includes Blood & Ash, Death & Desire, Shadows & Surrender, and Revenge & Rapture. Grab the whole series now! | https://deborahwildebooks.com/products/the-jezebel-files-complete-urban-fantasy-series | 1.5144140821951E+15 | Deborah Wilde Author | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463193482_1525841791444155_890764489450253338_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=NMkTxpJcoBQQ7kNvgFMVCgZ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AwtRWZmq7Z7phpPK11Hfq0F&oh=00_AYDSSt1S7jHgSXpLLeE2hg5Y1-x2xxhNVQiopkcrmZsVyg&oe=67145208 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | โญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธ "You guys, I'm not going to lie... this book was AMAZING!" Levi strolled behind me, heat rolling off him. Head bowed, I stopped in the middle of the platform, gripped the cold metal railing, and flinched because Iโd caught a jagged part of the railingโs seams. I tried to speak, tried to move, but I was paralyzed. My insides twisted, radiating a stabbing pain that built and built and then burst like a supernova, hot and sharp. Fire blazed through my body, a searing agony that lit up every nerve ending. Had I not been clutching the railing, Iโd have fallen because my legs had turned to Jell-O. There was a mild tug and then a punch that felt like a multi-armed giant was bashing its way out from inside my skull. Violent shudders wracked me from head to toe and I screamed, but no sound came out. A tiny drop of blood beaded on my finger. I sucked down a harsh breath, mesmerized by that drop that was so red and earthy. โAsh.โ Leviโs irises were no longer merely blue but the electric wild skies after a storm. They practically glowed and, between them and the glare of the moon, I had to look away. The overpowering smell of the saltwater from the dolphin pool below made me gag but was tempered by the mild musky sandalwood scent of Leviโs cologne. โYouโre not having a seizure, are you?โ he said. Why did he have to be such a jerk? From one blink to the next, the bloody smear on my finger morphed into a solid shaft about eight inches long with a bulbous end that I instinctively jabbed Levi back with. โDid you justโthatโsโthatโs aโฆโ Levi stuttered. โYou hit me with a magic dong?โ We both stared at the offending item in my hand. โItโs a sword,โ I said. โIโve never seen a sword shaped like that,โ he growled. โYouโre Nefesh?โ His expression darkened in fury. Maybe I was actually unconscious, and all this was some kind of fever dream? โAs if,โ I said. โI thought Iโd liven up this snoozefest with a giant, you know. Iโve been carrying it in my dress this whole time waiting for the right moment to spring it. Hilarious, huh?โ Okay, as lies went, it was admittedly somewhere between โthe check is in the mailโ and โI wonโt come in your mouthโ for believability, but logic and coherent reasoning had fled in the face of the weaponized โtoyโ. โRight. You carried it in your floor-length โcome get meโ dress with no visible panty line,โ Levi said darkly. โI have a bra.โ Stop talking, Ash. I white-knuckled the โswordโ. If I really had magic, this was what I produced? Okay, bright side. I could become a vigilante, going around giving the bad guys of my city a good dicking. I stepped backward, wanting to get the heck out of Dodge so I could unscramble my brain and figure out how I suddenly had magic, but I was trapped between the railing and a hard place. Levi grabbed me by the shoulders. โAnswer me!โ Panic flooded me, my pulse spiking. One second, I was standing in front of him, the next, I moved with the lithe swiftness of a jungle predator and tossed him to the ground, my knee grinding into his chest and a glinting red dagger poised at his throat. A dagger that the magic โtoyโ had transformed into, its blade sharper than any steel. Oh good, I wasnโt a one-trick pony. A hysterical laugh burbled out of me. Levi pushed up to dislodge me, but I held him down, which really shouldnโt have been possible, and twisted the knife against his skin. There was a faint rasp as the blade scraped against his light stubble. What was I doing? I scrambled to my feet, clutching the blood dagger, and pressed the tip against his shirtfront. โAre you going to kill me?โ His face puckered in distaste. โIn this suit? Itโs Armani. But I do want to know exactly what is going on.โ Excellent question, but I didnโt have an answer. In fact, there were so many I didnโt have that I could barely keep track of them. The pounding in my ears, the buzz of magic thrumming through me, it was all too much. I lost what little hold I had. The blade disintegrated into blood, splooshing out on Levi, and turning him into one of the prom goers from Carrie. So much for the Armani. Featuring an enemies-to-lovers romance and a savvy female P.I., this giddy sexy detective series will keep you up all night. Reading, that is... Binge it now! | Deborah Wilde Author | 4950 | https://www.facebook.com/DeborahWildeAuthor/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195449 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004058 | 1746634325 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Learn more | VIDEO | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=1600823597386213&rawadid=120213238728320687 | 2.2788780707259E+14 | Lovestory-hh | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463066726_1092525092385821_139807368493026634_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=BAe_uGvIS9wQ7kNvgHTPApF&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AujfvCFKHReEkuBdq1ziNOk&oh=00_AYBsgqGCTAwcayyXpeoA1kB1JVlaYGos9pgkVsZdf0nI8A&oe=67143A3A | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | My husband is deeply in love with his first love. When I told him jokingly that I was pregnant, he told me seriously: "You can't have this baby." I loved him, but I didn't want to love him blindly, so I ran away. Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8166 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Delighted Reading | 8203 | https://www.facebook.com/100093179042627/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Delighted Reading | 8203 | https://www.facebook.com/100093179042627/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8166 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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He immediately dropped the document and rushed out! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. 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| 2194712 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004043 | 1746634325 | 1634 | enjoyae.com | Learn more | VIDEO | Click to watch more exciting content๐๐ | https://enjoyae.com/wf_land_page/27494.html?language=en×tamp=1726146835952&channelCode=WAENF1000761&bid=21000206028&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&ad_group_name={{adset.name}}&ad_group_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}} | 1.1195567169515E+14 | Webfic-books | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/459614281_1690324701766712_5617275892511063059_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=QXVuPSZsXjMQ7kNvgEkE2jq&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AGk4ClndVb-E7TQmlevFJyV&oh=00_AYA5ELNlM7wc_HXPj8DGllLPOyNh7y0Lqh4FQAfv34B7Lg&oe=67143CFB | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "B*tch! How dare you push Zoey down the stairs? You deserve to die!" At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic-books | 4380 | https://www.facebook.com/100086781164052/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. | https://enjoyae.com/wf_land_page/27494.html?language=en×tamp=1726146835952&channelCode=WAENF1000761&bid=21000206028&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&ad_group_name={{adset.name}}&ad_group_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}} | 1.6371854350132E+14 | Webfic-novel | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/459579672_1967844013629738_2205050012109366093_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=8iuQOBrkYLcQ7kNvgEtwLN4&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A29zDPuidisfhvl3sq52A_5&oh=00_AYDKdbbIw-siPpy5iN_qamCBkS1pzX8H6CswJ6VPyrWj4g&oe=67144BE1 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "B*tch! How dare you push Zoey down the stairs? You deserve to die!" At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic-novel | 570 | https://www.facebook.com/61555558867061/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2194744 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004044 | 1746634325 | 1634 | fb.lovenovelshort.com | Learn more | VIDEO | Continue reading | https://fb.lovenovelshort.com/book/loading/page/novelshortnew/150954281377?utm_campaign={{campaign.id}}&utm_content={{campaign.name}} | 3.9006697752908E+14 | Novel Short-Romance Novel | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463337354_2599048526961969_3608105379976508245_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=AM26N4Su3KEQ7kNvgFJkijU&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A29zDPuidisfhvl3sq52A_5&oh=00_AYBnOg9mOo8oKLafeQ9gkTFdCM8q7aHoJ4dZOI36XD5hcg&oe=67145638 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Let Me Go, Alpha Chapter 1 The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. Despite everything, I still wanted to be with him, hoping time would change everything. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied, Theia. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. Don't expect that I'll return your affection," he spat in disdain. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โSince you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ โIโm sorry,โ he whispered, โTheia... Iโm so, so sorry. Let's start over again, okay?โ โโ I ran, my heart pounding in my heart like a drumbeat I couldnโt escape. The scent of blood thickened in the air as I neared the packโs border, and a sickening dread crawled up my spine. "Eris!" I screamed her name, prayingโbeggingโthat I was wrong. But then I saw her. My legs nearly gave out as I reached the clearing. There, lying crumpled among the blood-soaked grass, was my daughterโs mangled body. her frame twisted at unnatural angles and blood... so much blood. It pooled around her, seeping into the earth as if the very ground was weeping for her. "Eris!" I choked out again, falling to my knees beside her. Her tiny hand was still wrapped around a cluster of medicinal herbs, clenched so tightly her knuckles had gone white. "No... no..." My voice cracked, barely above a whisper. I rocked her back and forth, tears streaming down my face, mixing with the blood on her clothes. "I'm so sorry. I wasnโt there. I wasnโt there to protect you." Eris had been everything. My world. My hope. And now... now she was nothing more than a cold body in my arms. I called Dinlas over and over, desperate and hysterical, but I couldn't get through to him. When he finally answered, I barely had time to speak before he barked, โWhereโs Erin? I told her to get the herb. Why isnโt she back yet? Victoriaโs waiting!โ "You-" I hadn't finished my words when I heard Victoria's coquettish voice sounded. "It hurts Dinlas..." "Tell your daughter to hurry up, or else she won't like what I'll do to her!" After saying that, Dinlas cut off the line and even blocked our mind link. I couldnโt believe what I heard. The same old story. The same disregard for our family. The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. This year, they had insisted on bringing Eris along. Victoria had said she wanted to โget closeโ to our daughter, to โbondโ with her, as if the years of resentment and neglect could be undone with a few pleasantries. I should have known better. I should have refused. But I hadnโt. And now my daughter was gone. I wanted to bury her remains, but Eris' body was Incomplete, and I could only choose to cremate her. Days passed in a blur. I kept myself busy, or at least tried to, but no amount of distraction could lift the weight pressing down on me. Every corner of the house felt colder and darker without my daughter. I couldn't stop thinking about how everything could have been different. Maybe if I had fought harder, maybe if I hadโ The door burst open with a loud crash, shattering my thoughts. I blinked and looked up, startled, just in time to see Dinlas storming in. His eyes were dark with fury. โWhere's the medicine?โ Dinlas roared, his voice vibrating through the walls. I stood frozen for a moment, his rage slamming into me like a tidal wave. โWhat?โ โEris!โ he bellowed, eyes blazing as he stepped closer. โWhere is she? I told her to get the herb, but she didnโt come back to the party. Did you hide her? Tell her to apologize to Victoria right now! Victoriaโs been nothing but generous despite what Erin did! Look how youโve spoiled her! Don't you know that Victoria was forced to stay in the clinic because of that?!โ I forced myself to stand tall, even though everything inside me was crumbling. I didn't care whether Victoria died, or if something bad happened to her, I just wanted to end everything today. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โYou have no right to discipline Erin. Since you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ His eyes flashed with anger, and he tore the papers with his claws. โErin did something wrong, and you want to divorce me because I'm trying to discipline her? You've gone nuts!โ โDiscipline? What did Erin do wrong, Dinlas? What crime did she commit that you sent her out alone to get that freaking herb? Do you even know what happened to her?โ But before I could finish, he snapped, โEnough! I told her to get the herb. So what? She's already grown up, and she had alpha bloodโwhat could have happened? Sheโs always whining to you because you're spoiling her!โ โShe's just five years old! She couldn't shift yet, but you're treating her as if she's one of your warriors!โ I took a deep breath and added, "I'm done with all of this nonsense. Just divorce me like you've always wanted to." I handed him another set of divorce papers and said coldly, โErin wonโt trouble you anymore. Just sign it.โ My daughter was innocent, but her only mistake was being born into this family. Dinlasโs face darkened, his voice rising in fury. โEnough with your nonsense! I gave you what you wanted before and now you want a divorce? Do you think youโll get custody? Dream on!โ Without waiting for me to speak, he stormed out in a rage. Tsk. It seemed that he thought I was just simply throwing tantrums, and my anger would soon pass. But this time was different. I was exhausted and I just wanted to get far away from here. Chapter 2 Iโd always known Dinlas wasnโt mineโnot really. The Fates had never tied our souls together, no invisible string drawing us closer, no signs from the Moon Goddess to tell me he was my destined mate. But that never stopped me from loving him. Loving him from afar, silently, without expectations. Dinlas, the son of the Alpha, always seemed so far above me, like a star I could admire but never touch. The only reason I was ever close to him was because of my mother. She was Oureaโs protectorโthe Lunaโs personal warrior. My mother had earned her place through years of service, loyalty, and strength, but even so, our family wasnโt the same as Dinlasโ. Our worlds were close, but still apart, separated by an unspoken barrier of rank and destiny. Then one day, the rival wolves broke through the pack's border and attacked us without warning, savage and desperate. I wasnโt there, but I heard the storiesโhow my mother stood in front of Luna Ourea, shielding her from the rival' attack. She fought them off but at the cost of her life. By the time the others arrived, it was too late. My mother had saved the Luna, but she couldnโt save herself. I was called to her side, the scent of blood thick in the air, her life slipping away with every breath. I knelt beside her, holding her hand, trying to be strong for her, but I could feel her slipping. Her grip weakened, and her voice trembled as she spoke her final wordsโnot to me, but to Ourea. โPlease fulfill Theiaโs wish,โ she said, her voice barely a whisper. โMarry her to Dinlas. Thatโs all I ask.โ Ourea nodded, her face stricken with grief and guilt. She agreed, and I could see the weight of my motherโs death pressing down on her, the burden of a promise she didnโt want to make. I knew it wasnโt out of love or kindness. It was because my mother had died for her. And so, I was promised to Dinlas. I should have felt joy, and on some level, I did. After all, I had dreamed of this moment my entire life. I had loved him quietly, patiently, and now, in a way, he was mine. But it wasnโt how I had imagined. My mother was gone, and there was no warmth in Dinlasโ eyes when he looked at me. Still, I tried to find comfort in the fact that I could finally be with the man I had always wanted, even if he didnโt love me back. However, on our wedding night, Dinlas made sure I knew the truth. We stood alone in our chamber, the ceremony long over, the pack celebrating outside. I waited, heart pounding, hoping for some sign of affection, some acknowledgment that I was his wife now. But when he spoke, his voice was cold, void of emotion. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. I'll respect my motherโs wishes, but don't expect that I'll return your affection." True to his word, Dinlas maintained the image of a devoted husband in front of others. Our marriage was a sham, but I still loved him, so I stayed quiet, playing the role of the dutiful wife, pretending that the ache in my chest wasnโt tearing me apart. He didn't celebrate Erin's birth and even said she shouldn't have been born as a daughter. I thought everything would change once I married him, but instead, I was the one trapped in a loveless marriage. The life I had gained by sacrifice now felt like a curse. After Erin died, I returned to the small, rundown home where Iโd lived with my mother. However, I knew that I wouldn't be able to move forward if I stayed there, so I packed my things, held the urn, and was about to leave, but before I could step out, the door swung open. "I've looked for her everywhere but Eris is not here. Where did you hide her?" "Where is Erin? Bring her out now!" I clutched the urn tighter, my heart pounding as I met Dinlas' furious glare. "You have no right to even speak her name. Get out and take your mistress with you!" My defiance only stoked the fire in his eyes. His voice dripped with venom as he stepped closer. "Shut up. I guess Iโve been far too lenient with you. You've raised Erin to be as twisted as you!" The blood froze in my veins as his command swept through me. I bit my lip and defied him. "Erin is just five years old! What could you possibly blame her for?" Victoria stepped forward, her movements deliberate, pulling away her mask to reveal a face covered in angry red welts. Her eyes were glassy with unshed tears as she looked at Dinlas. โI just wanted to get closer to her, but it seems she Eris doesn't like me. Don't blame her, Dinlas; she probably didn't know what she gave me was wolfsbane.โ Dinlas exploded. "Stop defending her! Eris scarred your face because Theia has poisoned her mind!" I stared at him, incredulous. "Dinlas, sheโs your daughter! How could you accuse her without evidence?!" Glaring at me, Dinlas thundered, "I saw it with my own eyes when Eris hurled the wolfsbane on Victoria's face! Do you think I'm blind? Get her here and I'll teach her a lesson!" "She won't be coming because she's dead..." I retorted with difficulty. Chapter 3 "Theia, you don't have to lie just to hide Eris. We just wanted to understand why she tried to kill me. You know that wolfsbane is dangerous for us, but you still let her do that," Victoria said softly, but her words grated at my ears. โHow dare you!โ My whole body shook with the force of my fury as I glared at Victoria, her venomous accusations still ringing in my ears. She stood there, smug, her eyes gleaming with malice as if she had every right to speak about Eris like that. โI wonโt let you smear her name!โ I screamed, my vision blurring with tears of rage. โEris didnโt try to kill you! She wouldnโtโsheโs dead because of you!โ Without thinking, I lunged at her, my claws unsheathing as my anger took over. The only thing I wanted at that moment was to tear her apart, to see her face as twisted and broken as mine felt inside. If it werenโt for Victoria, Eris would still be alive. Victoria didnโt even flinch as I came at her, but before I could reach her, Dinlas moved between us, his aura crashing down on me like a tidal wave. โStay still,โ he commanded, his voice heavy with authority. My body froze instantly, the weight of his Alpha aura crushing me. It was as if I were being suffocated, my limbs locked in place, my muscles straining against the invisible chains holding me down. I fought itโgods, I fought so hardโbut the more I struggled, the more the pain grew. It felt like my bones were being ground into dust, every nerve in my body screaming in protest. I could barely breathe, let alone fight. "You're prepared, aren't you? You even made this fake urn to fool me," Dinlas spat. Only then did I realize I was still holding the glass jarโthe urn that held what little remained of Eris. Before I could react, Dinlas reached out and snatched the jar from me. โGive me that.โ โNo!โ I cried, panic flooding my chest. I tried to hold on, but he was stronger. The urn slipped from my grasp as he yanked it from my hand, and I watched in horror as he hurled it across the room. It shattered against the wall with a deafening crash, glass shards raining down in a cascade of destruction. Erisโ ashes were scattered across the floor like dust in the wind. โNo!โ I screamed, โHow could youโhow could you?โ "Still lying? Since you like ruining faces, I'll ruin yours!" Before I could process the heartbreak, Dinlas grabbed me by the back of my neck and slammed me to the ground. My face hit the cold stone floor, and I felt the sharp sting as the glass shards from the shattered urn pierced my skin. Pain radiated through my body, but it was nothing compared to the anguish I felt watching the remains of my daughter being desecrated right in front of me. Dinlas pressed his hand into the back of my head, forcing my face further into the shards. The metallic scent of blood mixing with the scent of ash. โWhere are you hiding her?โ Dinlas growled, his voice low and dangerous. โWhere is Eris?โ I choked on a sob, my entire body trembling with pain and rage. โSheโs dead, Dinlas!โ I screamed through gritted teeth, my voice muffled by the floor. โEnough!โ His voice boomed in the room, silencing me with its force. His grip tightened on my neck, and I could feel his anger like a storm crashing down on me. โI wonโt ask again,โ he said, his voice a deadly whisper. โWhere. Is. She?โ He thought I was hiding Eris? He thought I was lying to him, protecting her? The absurdity of it burned in my heart, mixing with the grief and the rage until I could hardly think straight. "You want a divorce? Fine then, but youโll never see Eris again." Upon saying that, he stood up and called his beta through the pack link. "Prepare the divorce paper, and look for Eris. Leave no stone unturned." He listened for a moment, then his expression shifted slightly as the voice on the other end hesitated. "Alpha Dinlas... Eris... Eris is dead. The night you sent her to Northhill Mountain, she was attacked by a group of rival, so we had no choice but to cremate her. Today was supposed to be her burial..." As soon as his words fell, Dinlas froze, seemingly unwilling to believe his trusted aid. | Novel Short-Romance Novel | 1590 | https://www.facebook.com/61563210940674/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2194745 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004044 | 1746634325 | 1634 | website.metronovel.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅClick to read<Accidental Surrogate for Alpha> | https://website.metronovel.com/share/middle/hpc2uey3a0ya0jpj2db1qjxx?campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 3.9922269327619E+14 | Gabriella Castillo | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463259698_1795215714612636_7086155240029646296_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=4PG2z6WQX0cQ7kNvgFCZF6k&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A29zDPuidisfhvl3sq52A_5&oh=00_AYAGmSm2AGDhFlvZ23-X483oXXy9Y4XtCZB2IbRFpF2ATA&oe=67144AF8 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I am only 30 but have only one egg left. I decided to have a baby on my own. By accident I get inseminated with the sperm of intimidating billionaire Dominic Sinclair. All of a sudden my life is turned upside down. โ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- โIโm sorry Ella.โ My physician says gently. โIโm afraid you have very few viable eggs remaining. Frankly, I normally see these numbers in women ten or fifteen years your senior.โ โWhat?โ I murmur, not believing my ears. Iโve been trying to have a baby for years. Iโm only 30, I should have plenty of eggs left. โIn terms of fertility, you have very little time left.โ She continues. โIf you want to conceive, you need to do so before your next cycle begins.โ โMy next cycle?โ I repeat, my mouth hanging open in shock. I love kids more than anything, and though it might not be everyoneโs ambition, I want nothing more than to be a mother. I have to get home and tell my boyfriend this news, and thereโs not a moment to waste. I make it home in record time, bursting through the door and opening my mouth to call for Mike, but stopping dead in my tracks. As soon as I walk in I see a pair of high heels and a handbag by the door โ neither of which belong to me. I put my ears towards the bedroom, and my stomach churns when I hear the unmistakable sound of moaning, accompanied by a steady thump thump thump, as the bed collides with the wall. Worse even than realizing that Mike is clearly in there with another woman, is realizing who heโs with. I know that handbag, and I know those shoes โ they belong to my best friend, Kate. โElla is so naive.โ Mike laughs, โCan you believe she actually expects me to have a baby with her?โ Kate snorts, โSheโs delusional. I donโt know how you put up with her for so long in the first place.โ โIf she wasnโt so beautiful I never would have given her the time of day.โ Mike scoffs. โThankfully daily doses of plan B kept her from ever conceiving.โ โThe morning after pill?โ Kate asks, โhow did you manage to give it to her without her realizing?โ โI put it in her morning coffee.โ Mike chortles, sounding far too proud of himself. My vision goes completely red as everything finally falls into place. Suddenly itโs clear why Iโve never been able to get a puppy, despite having unprotected happy times a week for years. Itโs even clear how I could have the eggs of a 45-year-old, if my despicable partner has been secretly feeding me emergency contraceptives every day โ thereโs no telling what other damage that might have done to my reproductive system. Before I can think better of it, I pull the smoke alarm on the wall, wanting to frighten and punish the pair in the bedroom so fiercely that I fear I might attack them when they emerge. Water immediately sprays down from the sprinkler system mounted to the ceiling as a shrill siren fills the air, and I hear Mike and Kate cry out in surprise. A few moments later they come rushing out of the bedroom, stopping in their tracks when they see me looming in the doorway. Mikeโs eyes go comically wide, โWhat are you doing home so early?โ The snake has the nerve to sound affronted that I surprised him, when heโs the one whoโs been sneaking around behind my back for God knows how long. He seems to realize how suspicious it looks that he and Kate are standing there in their underwear and quickly adds, โKate came to see me so we could plan a surprise for your birthday, but then we spilled coffee all over our clothes so we had to change.โ Fire blazes in my veins, he must truly believe Iโm an idiot if he expects me to buy such a feeble excuse. Itโs a testament to their horrifically low opinion of me that they buy my act, and I vow to get my revenge one way or another. I canโt believe I wasted so many years โ my best years โ on this scumbag. And now he may have cost me my future too. As soon as the thought enters my head, I know I canโt afford to waste another moment on Mike, I have more important things to take care of. I make my excuses and rush across town for the second time that afternoon, running to the comforting arms of my surrogate sister, Cora. Not only did we grow up together in the orphanage, but she became an OBGYN and now works for the most exclusive sperm bank in the city. Iโve never gone to her before because I always imagined Mike and I would eventually conceive the natural way, but that clearly isnโt an option anymore. Even if I could find a man willing to have a baby with me in time, Iโm not eager to trust anyone after Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm going to have to do this on my own, and I know Cora can help me. I donโt have much money, but I have enough savings to pay for the insemination, especially since I basically have one shot and one shot only. When I arrive, all my plans to lay out my situation for Cora clearly and concisely go out the window, because the moment I see my sister I fall to pieces. She hugs and kisses me until my tears subside, slowly extracting the story from me piece by piece. When she hears about Mike and Kate she swears up a storm, but thatโs nothing compared to her reaction when I explain about my fertility. โThat bad guy! Iโll kill him!โ She fumes, studying me with a worried expression. โElla, if your doctor was right this means you only have one chance to conceive.โ โI know.โ I sniffle. โAnd if this is going to be my only baby, I donโt want to take any chances. I want the best donor we can find.โ โDonโt you worry about that.โ Cora assures me, โWeโve got donations from actors, models, scientists โ itโs only the creme de la creme here.โ She glances at the door and lowers her voice. โYou didnโt hear it from me, but even Dominic Sinclair sent his samples here for testing.โ โDominic Sinclair? I repeat, โThe billionaire?โ Iโve seen the man around town, but we donโt exactly run in the same circles. He lives in the same neighborhood as my wealthy employer and often says hello to the children I nanny, but heโs always surrounded by bodyguards and is so intimidating I get goosebumps just thinking about him. โOh my god!.โ Cora slaps her hand over her mouth. โI wasnโt supposed to tell you that! I donโt know what I was thinking. Apparently heโs no stranger to fertility issues himself, and he trusted us to handle his swimmers over every other lab in the country. Iโve got his sperm in the other room at this very moment.โ She frets, โBut Ella you canโt tell anyone, you have to promise me.โ โOf course!โ I agree immediately. โI know how important confidentiality is here.โ โThank you,โ Cora breathes. โNow, Iโm going to give you a dossier of our clients so you can pick a donor, and once youโve chosen weโll get you knocked up before you can even blink.โ Itโs not an easy decision, but eventually I choose a handsome surgeon whose photo practically makes me swoon. Cora leaves the room only long enough to prepare the sample, and though she looks a bit flustered when she returns, she quickly and professionally completes the insemination, holding my hand when the procedure is finished. โItโs all take care of now, Ella.โ She promises, โYou can come back in ten days to see if it worked.โ Ten days. I think dazedly. Ten days to decide my entire future. I staring at the date circled on my calendar. Six days until I find out if my dreams are finally going to come trueโฆ or if I have to figure out an entirely different plan for my life. Iโve thought about nothing else since Cora inseminated me last week, Iโm so anxious to find out if Iโm carrying a puppy I havenโt even begun to process Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm trying to keep a level head, yet I canโt help but imagine my future with this new baby. Try as I might, I catch myself daydreaming about it constantly. I even find myself humming as I get ready for work in the morning. When I arrive at my employerโs estate in the most exclusive neighborhood in Moon Valley โ which basically makes it the most exclusive neighborhood in the world, since Moon Valley is one of the most expensive cities on the planet โ Iโm immediately greeted by two little voices shouting my name in excitement. โElla!โ The next thing I know, 3-year-old Millie is hugging my legs while her older brother, Jake, wraps his arms around my middle. โGood morning love puddles!โ I exclaim, returning their hugs. โAre you ready for the museum?โ โYeah!โ They cheer, racing out the door without even stopping to put on coats. It takes a bit of wrangling to get them back in and bundled up for the cold winter day, but before long we set out into the snow. Jake races ahead of Millie and I, impatient to get to the science museum and not seeming to notice that his sisterโs tiny legs simply donโt move that fast. Chuckling, I lift Millie into my arms and settle her on my hip. โGoodness, youโre getting too big for this, munchkin.โ โNuh-uh,โ Millie grins, โYouโre justs too little.โ She might have a point. At five foot one, I donโt exactly have the kind of build suited to heavy lifting. Iโm in great shape, but Iโve never been particularly strong. โSmarty pants.โ I tease, laughing with the little girl. When I look back towards Jake, I realize heโs stopped a few feet ahead of us. My heart skips a beat when I realize why. Weโre in front of the Sinclair mansion, and its owner is currently standing in the middle of the sidewalk, his gaze searing me like a firebrand as I approach with Millie. Dominic Sinclair is just about the most handsome man Iโve ever seen, but heโs also one of the most terrifying. With dark hair and piercing green eyes, chiseled features and a body so muscular I could swoon, it doesnโt seem fair he gets to look so good and also be so rich. If I didnโt know better I might think it was his wealth or imposing height that makes him so intimidating, after all heโs at least six foot four, which means he towers over me and everyone else around him. However itโs neither of those things, thereโs simply an indefinable quality about the man that I canโt put my finger on, one which screams danger. He gives off this energy thatโs so raw and animalistic one forgets thereโs anyone else in the room. Taking a steadying breath, I close the distance between us so Millie can say hello. When she greets him, Dominic drags his attention from me and offers her a smile so genuine that it tugs at my heartstrings. As I watch him talk to my two young charges, I remember what Cora told me about his infertility struggles. He clearly loves children, and I feel a wave of empathy for him. If anyone knows what itโs like to yearn for a family of their own, itโs me. Jake is currently showing Dominic his new toy airplane, pulling the matchbox model from his pocket and demonstrating how far it can fly. With a great heave, he sends the toy gliding through the air, only to land in the middle of the street. Before any of us can say a word, Jake races after it, right into the busy road. โJake no, be careful!โ I cry, watching him dart out into the path of an oncoming car but feeling frozen by my fear. Before I can contemplate putting Millie down to go after him, a blur of movement whirrs past my vision. Iโve never seen anyone move so fast in my life. Dominic became little more than a hazy outline of himself, chasing after Jake and pulling him out of the way just before the car slams into them. The vehicleโs tires are still screeching when Dominic sets Jake down beside me, his expression suddenly very stern. โThat was very dangerous.โ He scolds gently. โYou should never go into the street without looking both ways first.โ Jake hangs his head. โIโm sorry, I didnโt want my plane to get runned over.โ โYou are a million times more important than a toy.โ Dominic tells him firmly, โand you scared your nanny half to death.โ โIโm sorry, Ella.โ Jake sniffles, looking up at me with wide eyes. โI know sweetheart, just donโt ever do that again.โ I breathe, cuddling him against my side. โThank you so much.โ I say to Dominic, feeling more grateful than I can express. โI have no idea how you moved so fast! It was like something out of a superhero film.โ โMust have been the adrenaline.โ Dominic shrugs, giving Millie another smile before taking his leave. โEnjoy the rest of your day, and stay out of the road young man!โ โYes sir!โ Jake calls after him, pocketing his airplane. โI really am sorry.โ He adds to me. โItโs forgotten.โ I tell him softly, though I take his hand so that he canโt run off again. โIt all happened so fast.โ I tell Cora later that night. โI mean the more I think about it, the more amazing it seems. One moment he was there, and the next he was gone. It was like magic.โ โThank goodness Jake is alright.โ She replies, but rather than looking relieved, her face is twisted into a deep grimace. Studying my sisterโs expression, I realize her grim demeanor is not just about Jakeโs near miss. Something else is wrong, and I actually feel guilty for not noticing sooner. โIs everything okay?โ Cora frowns, โNot really. But youโve got so much going on right now, itโs not important.โ โCora, donโt be ridiculous.โ I admonish. โWhatโs going on?โ โWell, speaking of Dominic Sinclair,โ She begins cryptically, โyou know that sperm he sent to us for testing?โ โYeah,โ I confirm, wondering where on earth this was going. โItโs gone missingโฆ and Iโm the last person who saw it, not to mention it was in my custody.โ She explains, her voice becoming thick with emotion. โElla, I thinkโฆ I think Iโm going to be fired. And if thereโs an investigation I could lose my medical license.โ โWhat?โ I exclaim. โWhat do you mean itโs missing? A vial of sperm canโt just get up and walk away.โ โI know, I think someone had to steal it, but thereโs no way of knowing whoโs responsible. And it looks like Iโm going to have to take the blame.โ She shares, her eyes shining with tears. โCora, I canโt believe you didnโt tell me this sooner!โ I lament, โThey canโt fire you, it isnโt fair.โ โYou donโt understand, Dominic is one of our biggest donors.โ Cora explains. โAnd heโs furious, he basically wants my head on a platter.โ A week ago I might have believed there was no hope for Cora, but seeing how kind and understanding Dominic was with the kids today makes me wonder if he could really be so heartless. Surely if he understood that Cora would never be so irresponsible heโd show some leniency? I have to try and help her, I would do anything for my sister โ even begging a ruthless billionaire for mercy. Three days to go. I repeat these words to myself as I walk down the street, still preoccupied with my possible pregnancy, even as I prepare to go to bat for my sister. In some ways it's a coping mechanism: Iโm about to beg Dominic Sinclair to save Coraโs job, and I need a comforting thought to help me get through this. His bodyguards see me first, and I can see their mouths moving as they watch me move closer, no doubt notifying him of my presence. Approaching nervously behind Dominic, I wonder for the hundredth time if this is a mistake. Who am I to ask a favor from one of the most powerful men on the planet? Shaking myself, I tell the little voice in the back of my mind to shut up โ this is for Cora. I might not be brave for myself, but I can be brave for her. โMr. Sinclair?โ I ask hesitantly, feeling my heart pound violently against my ribcage. He turns around and gazes imperiously down at me. โYes?โ โIโm Ella Reina, I nanny for Jake and Millie Graves.โ I begin, gnawing on my lower lip. His dark eyes catch on my mouth, and suddenly I feel like a frightened rabbit in front of a hungry wolf. โI know who you are, Ella.โ The sound of my name on his lips sends a shiver down my spine. He speaks the familiar syllables with so much purpose, as if they truly mean something to him. โOhโฆ well, I donโt mean to be impertinent, but Iโm friends with Dr Cora DanielsโฆโAs soon as I say her name, his expression closes off, and some unidentified emotion flashes in his eyes. โShe told me sheโs in trouble at work, and I know youโre one of the bankโs donors.โ I improvise. โI donโt know what Cora is being accused of, but Iโm sure sheโs innocent. She takes her job incredibly seriously, and she would never do anything to risk her career.โ โAnd what do you expect me to do about it?โ Dominic asks ominously. I can tell he doesnโt believe my weak story, his body language has changed completely, and I can feel his rising anger vibrating in the air around us. โI just thoughtโฆ I hoped that if you had any sway there, you might be able to put in a good word for her.โ I finish, feeling color flood my cheeks. Iโm both ashamed of myself for such a feeble attempt, but unsure how else to handle such a delicate topic. The last thing I want is to get Cora in even more trouble than before. Dominicโs jaw ticks as he watches me, and the voice in the back of my head urges me to run for it. โFrom what Iโve heard, your friend made a very serious mistake, and the consequences have been more than appropriate. The best thing she can do now is take responsibility for her mistakes, not sending you to do her dirty work for her.โ โI โ she didnโt, she doesnโt even know Iโm here! I swear.โ I plead. โIโve said all Iโm going to say on this matter.โ Dominic declares, turning away from me and striding into his house. The door slams shut behind him, and Iโm left with his various bodyguards. โYou need to leave now, miss.โ One of the men announces sharply. โI canโt.โ I moan, โhe has to understand, sheโs going to lose everything!โ โWeโre not going to ask you again.โ A second guard growls, a clear threat in his words. โPlease, sheโs innocent.โ I beg, โyou have to โโ before I can say anything more, the men grab me by the arms and begin trying to lead me off the property. Feeling truly desperate, I dig in my heels, deciding that my dignity is worth Coraโs entire future. โIโm begging you, if I could just talk to Mr. Sinclair.โ โYouโve already talked to him.โ The first guard grumbles, โand frankly youโre lucky he was as generous to you as he was. Your friend clearly told you things she shouldnโt.โ The next thing I know, theyโve thrown me off the property and onto the sidewalk so forcefully that I lose my balance, tumbling to the ground as tears spark in my eyes. The iron gates slam shut behind me, and I have no choice but to slink off before I can embarrass myself further. Of course, this was only the beginning of my misfortune. When I arrived at work the next day, I found that my keys no longer fit the locks on the front door. I knocked, overwhelmed with confusion, and a few minutes later the door swung open to reveal Jake and Millieโs furious mother. โMy keys arenโt working.โ I tell her, wondering why sheโs glaring at me so fiercely. โTheyโre not meant to.โ She answers coldly, โas of yesterday afternoon, your services were no longer required.โ โIโฆ youโre firing me?โ I squeak, not believing my ears. โWhy?โ โWe got a call from the neighbors.โ She explains haughtily, โapparently you let Jake run into the road the other day where he was almost hit by a car! And then yesterday you were seen making a fool of yourself at Dominic Sinclairโs home โ they said his bodyguards had to drag you off the grounds like a common criminal.โ โThat isnโt fair, that isnโt what happened!โ I plead. โJake through his toy into the road and ran after it, I didnโt let it happen, and what happened with Mr. Sinclair was a misunderstanding.โ โI donโt want to hear it.โ She hisses. โNow leave before I call the police.โ โPlease, canโt I at least say goodbye to the kids?โ I request, praying sheโll grant me this one kindness. โIโm dialing.โ She tells me simply, pulling her cell phone from her pocket. โNo!โ I raise my palms in supplication, โItโs okay, Iโll go.โ For the second time this week, I find myself shamefully retreating through this opulent neighborhood with tears streaming down my face. What hurts even worse than losing my job is the fact I didn't get to explain the situation to Jake and Millie, or see them one last time. Iโm sure their mother will tell them horrible things about me, despite the fact that Iโve been lovingly raising for them for the last two years. I know Dominic Sinclair is responsible for this. I donโt believe my ex-bossโs story about the neighbors for one moment. He clearly wanted to punish me, just like heโs having Cora punished. A rush of fury takes hold of me, and suddenly I wish I could punish him somehow. Itโs not like me to be so vindictive, but right now it truly feels like my entire life is falling apart, and itโs partly his fault. I spent all my money on the insemination, and without a job I have almost nothing. How am I ever going to afford to have a baby now? I guarantee Iโm not going to get a good reference from Jake and Millieโs mother. As if things werenโt already bad enough, when I return home I find a stack of bills in the mailbox and I donโt even recognize half the senders. I open them one by one, feeling my confusion and disbelief grow by the minute. As I look at the stores on the breakdown of charges, my suspicion grows: theyโre all Mikeโs favorite places. Is it possible he did this behind my back? That heโs been hiding the bills from me for monthsโฆ or years? I know heโll deny it if I confront him, which leaves me only one option. I have to call Kate. My former best friend might have betrayed me completely with her affair, but if anyone knows what Mike has been up to, itโs her. Click to read more๏ผ ๐ฅTop story: Accidental surrogate for alpha ๐ฅ | Gabriella Castillo | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61564944895839/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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All of a sudden my life is turned upside down. โ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- โIโm sorry Ella.โ My physician says gently. โIโm afraid you have very few viable eggs remaining. Frankly, I normally see these numbers in women ten or fifteen years your senior.โ โWhat?โ I murmur, not believing my ears. Iโve been trying to have a baby for years. Iโm only 30, I should have plenty of eggs left. โIn terms of fertility, you have very little time left.โ She continues. โIf you want to conceive, you need to do so before your next cycle begins.โ โMy next cycle?โ I repeat, my mouth hanging open in shock. I love kids more than anything, and though it might not be everyoneโs ambition, I want nothing more than to be a mother. I have to get home and tell my boyfriend this news, and thereโs not a moment to waste. I make it home in record time, bursting through the door and opening my mouth to call for Mike, but stopping dead in my tracks. As soon as I walk in I see a pair of high heels and a handbag by the door โ neither of which belong to me. I put my ears towards the bedroom, and my stomach churns when I hear the unmistakable sound of moaning, accompanied by a steady thump thump thump, as the bed collides with the wall. Worse even than realizing that Mike is clearly in there with another woman, is realizing who heโs with. I know that handbag, and I know those shoes โ they belong to my best friend, Kate. โElla is so naive.โ Mike laughs, โCan you believe she actually expects me to have a baby with her?โ Kate snorts, โSheโs delusional. I donโt know how you put up with her for so long in the first place.โ โIf she wasnโt so beautiful I never would have given her the time of day.โ Mike scoffs. โThankfully daily doses of plan B kept her from ever conceiving.โ โThe morning after pill?โ Kate asks, โhow did you manage to give it to her without her realizing?โ โI put it in her morning coffee.โ Mike chortles, sounding far too proud of himself. My vision goes completely red as everything finally falls into place. Suddenly itโs clear why Iโve never been able to get a puppy, despite having unprotected happy times a week for years. Itโs even clear how I could have the eggs of a 45-year-old, if my despicable partner has been secretly feeding me emergency contraceptives every day โ thereโs no telling what other damage that might have done to my reproductive system. Before I can think better of it, I pull the smoke alarm on the wall, wanting to frighten and punish the pair in the bedroom so fiercely that I fear I might attack them when they emerge. Water immediately sprays down from the sprinkler system mounted to the ceiling as a shrill siren fills the air, and I hear Mike and Kate cry out in surprise. A few moments later they come rushing out of the bedroom, stopping in their tracks when they see me looming in the doorway. Mikeโs eyes go comically wide, โWhat are you doing home so early?โ The snake has the nerve to sound affronted that I surprised him, when heโs the one whoโs been sneaking around behind my back for God knows how long. He seems to realize how suspicious it looks that he and Kate are standing there in their underwear and quickly adds, โKate came to see me so we could plan a surprise for your birthday, but then we spilled coffee all over our clothes so we had to change.โ Fire blazes in my veins, he must truly believe Iโm an idiot if he expects me to buy such a feeble excuse. Itโs a testament to their horrifically low opinion of me that they buy my act, and I vow to get my revenge one way or another. I canโt believe I wasted so many years โ my best years โ on this scumbag. And now he may have cost me my future too. As soon as the thought enters my head, I know I canโt afford to waste another moment on Mike, I have more important things to take care of. I make my excuses and rush across town for the second time that afternoon, running to the comforting arms of my surrogate sister, Cora. Not only did we grow up together in the orphanage, but she became an OBGYN and now works for the most exclusive sperm bank in the city. Iโve never gone to her before because I always imagined Mike and I would eventually conceive the natural way, but that clearly isnโt an option anymore. Even if I could find a man willing to have a baby with me in time, Iโm not eager to trust anyone after Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm going to have to do this on my own, and I know Cora can help me. I donโt have much money, but I have enough savings to pay for the insemination, especially since I basically have one shot and one shot only. When I arrive, all my plans to lay out my situation for Cora clearly and concisely go out the window, because the moment I see my sister I fall to pieces. She hugs and kisses me until my tears subside, slowly extracting the story from me piece by piece. When she hears about Mike and Kate she swears up a storm, but thatโs nothing compared to her reaction when I explain about my fertility. โThat bad guy! Iโll kill him!โ She fumes, studying me with a worried expression. โElla, if your doctor was right this means you only have one chance to conceive.โ โI know.โ I sniffle. โAnd if this is going to be my only baby, I donโt want to take any chances. I want the best donor we can find.โ โDonโt you worry about that.โ Cora assures me, โWeโve got donations from actors, models, scientists โ itโs only the creme de la creme here.โ She glances at the door and lowers her voice. โYou didnโt hear it from me, but even Dominic Sinclair sent his samples here for testing.โ โDominic Sinclair? I repeat, โThe billionaire?โ Iโve seen the man around town, but we donโt exactly run in the same circles. He lives in the same neighborhood as my wealthy employer and often says hello to the children I nanny, but heโs always surrounded by bodyguards and is so intimidating I get goosebumps just thinking about him. โOh my god!.โ Cora slaps her hand over her mouth. โI wasnโt supposed to tell you that! I donโt know what I was thinking. Apparently heโs no stranger to fertility issues himself, and he trusted us to handle his swimmers over every other lab in the country. Iโve got his sperm in the other room at this very moment.โ She frets, โBut Ella you canโt tell anyone, you have to promise me.โ โOf course!โ I agree immediately. โI know how important confidentiality is here.โ โThank you,โ Cora breathes. โNow, Iโm going to give you a dossier of our clients so you can pick a donor, and once youโve chosen weโll get you knocked up before you can even blink.โ Itโs not an easy decision, but eventually I choose a handsome surgeon whose photo practically makes me swoon. Cora leaves the room only long enough to prepare the sample, and though she looks a bit flustered when she returns, she quickly and professionally completes the insemination, holding my hand when the procedure is finished. โItโs all take care of now, Ella.โ She promises, โYou can come back in ten days to see if it worked.โ Ten days. I think dazedly. Ten days to decide my entire future. I staring at the date circled on my calendar. Six days until I find out if my dreams are finally going to come trueโฆ or if I have to figure out an entirely different plan for my life. Iโve thought about nothing else since Cora inseminated me last week, Iโm so anxious to find out if Iโm carrying a puppy I havenโt even begun to process Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm trying to keep a level head, yet I canโt help but imagine my future with this new baby. Try as I might, I catch myself daydreaming about it constantly. I even find myself humming as I get ready for work in the morning. When I arrive at my employerโs estate in the most exclusive neighborhood in Moon Valley โ which basically makes it the most exclusive neighborhood in the world, since Moon Valley is one of the most expensive cities on the planet โ Iโm immediately greeted by two little voices shouting my name in excitement. โElla!โ The next thing I know, 3-year-old Millie is hugging my legs while her older brother, Jake, wraps his arms around my middle. โGood morning love puddles!โ I exclaim, returning their hugs. โAre you ready for the museum?โ โYeah!โ They cheer, racing out the door without even stopping to put on coats. It takes a bit of wrangling to get them back in and bundled up for the cold winter day, but before long we set out into the snow. Jake races ahead of Millie and I, impatient to get to the science museum and not seeming to notice that his sisterโs tiny legs simply donโt move that fast. Chuckling, I lift Millie into my arms and settle her on my hip. โGoodness, youโre getting too big for this, munchkin.โ โNuh-uh,โ Millie grins, โYouโre justs too little.โ She might have a point. At five foot one, I donโt exactly have the kind of build suited to heavy lifting. Iโm in great shape, but Iโve never been particularly strong. โSmarty pants.โ I tease, laughing with the little girl. When I look back towards Jake, I realize heโs stopped a few feet ahead of us. My heart skips a beat when I realize why. Weโre in front of the Sinclair mansion, and its owner is currently standing in the middle of the sidewalk, his gaze searing me like a firebrand as I approach with Millie. Dominic Sinclair is just about the most handsome man Iโve ever seen, but heโs also one of the most terrifying. With dark hair and piercing green eyes, chiseled features and a body so muscular I could swoon, it doesnโt seem fair he gets to look so good and also be so rich. If I didnโt know better I might think it was his wealth or imposing height that makes him so intimidating, after all heโs at least six foot four, which means he towers over me and everyone else around him. However itโs neither of those things, thereโs simply an indefinable quality about the man that I canโt put my finger on, one which screams danger. He gives off this energy thatโs so raw and animalistic one forgets thereโs anyone else in the room. Taking a steadying breath, I close the distance between us so Millie can say hello. When she greets him, Dominic drags his attention from me and offers her a smile so genuine that it tugs at my heartstrings. As I watch him talk to my two young charges, I remember what Cora told me about his infertility struggles. He clearly loves children, and I feel a wave of empathy for him. If anyone knows what itโs like to yearn for a family of their own, itโs me. Jake is currently showing Dominic his new toy airplane, pulling the matchbox model from his pocket and demonstrating how far it can fly. With a great heave, he sends the toy gliding through the air, only to land in the middle of the street. Before any of us can say a word, Jake races after it, right into the busy road. โJake no, be careful!โ I cry, watching him dart out into the path of an oncoming car but feeling frozen by my fear. Before I can contemplate putting Millie down to go after him, a blur of movement whirrs past my vision. Iโve never seen anyone move so fast in my life. Dominic became little more than a hazy outline of himself, chasing after Jake and pulling him out of the way just before the car slams into them. The vehicleโs tires are still screeching when Dominic sets Jake down beside me, his expression suddenly very stern. โThat was very dangerous.โ He scolds gently. โYou should never go into the street without looking both ways first.โ Jake hangs his head. โIโm sorry, I didnโt want my plane to get runned over.โ โYou are a million times more important than a toy.โ Dominic tells him firmly, โand you scared your nanny half to death.โ โIโm sorry, Ella.โ Jake sniffles, looking up at me with wide eyes. โI know sweetheart, just donโt ever do that again.โ I breathe, cuddling him against my side. โThank you so much.โ I say to Dominic, feeling more grateful than I can express. โI have no idea how you moved so fast! It was like something out of a superhero film.โ โMust have been the adrenaline.โ Dominic shrugs, giving Millie another smile before taking his leave. โEnjoy the rest of your day, and stay out of the road young man!โ โYes sir!โ Jake calls after him, pocketing his airplane. โI really am sorry.โ He adds to me. โItโs forgotten.โ I tell him softly, though I take his hand so that he canโt run off again. โIt all happened so fast.โ I tell Cora later that night. โI mean the more I think about it, the more amazing it seems. One moment he was there, and the next he was gone. It was like magic.โ โThank goodness Jake is alright.โ She replies, but rather than looking relieved, her face is twisted into a deep grimace. Studying my sisterโs expression, I realize her grim demeanor is not just about Jakeโs near miss. Something else is wrong, and I actually feel guilty for not noticing sooner. โIs everything okay?โ Cora frowns, โNot really. But youโve got so much going on right now, itโs not important.โ โCora, donโt be ridiculous.โ I admonish. โWhatโs going on?โ โWell, speaking of Dominic Sinclair,โ She begins cryptically, โyou know that sperm he sent to us for testing?โ โYeah,โ I confirm, wondering where on earth this was going. โItโs gone missingโฆ and Iโm the last person who saw it, not to mention it was in my custody.โ She explains, her voice becoming thick with emotion. โElla, I thinkโฆ I think Iโm going to be fired. And if thereโs an investigation I could lose my medical license.โ โWhat?โ I exclaim. โWhat do you mean itโs missing? A vial of sperm canโt just get up and walk away.โ โI know, I think someone had to steal it, but thereโs no way of knowing whoโs responsible. And it looks like Iโm going to have to take the blame.โ She shares, her eyes shining with tears. โCora, I canโt believe you didnโt tell me this sooner!โ I lament, โThey canโt fire you, it isnโt fair.โ โYou donโt understand, Dominic is one of our biggest donors.โ Cora explains. โAnd heโs furious, he basically wants my head on a platter.โ A week ago I might have believed there was no hope for Cora, but seeing how kind and understanding Dominic was with the kids today makes me wonder if he could really be so heartless. Surely if he understood that Cora would never be so irresponsible heโd show some leniency? I have to try and help her, I would do anything for my sister โ even begging a ruthless billionaire for mercy. Three days to go. I repeat these words to myself as I walk down the street, still preoccupied with my possible pregnancy, even as I prepare to go to bat for my sister. In some ways it's a coping mechanism: Iโm about to beg Dominic Sinclair to save Coraโs job, and I need a comforting thought to help me get through this. His bodyguards see me first, and I can see their mouths moving as they watch me move closer, no doubt notifying him of my presence. Approaching nervously behind Dominic, I wonder for the hundredth time if this is a mistake. Who am I to ask a favor from one of the most powerful men on the planet? Shaking myself, I tell the little voice in the back of my mind to shut up โ this is for Cora. I might not be brave for myself, but I can be brave for her. โMr. Sinclair?โ I ask hesitantly, feeling my heart pound violently against my ribcage. He turns around and gazes imperiously down at me. โYes?โ โIโm Ella Reina, I nanny for Jake and Millie Graves.โ I begin, gnawing on my lower lip. His dark eyes catch on my mouth, and suddenly I feel like a frightened rabbit in front of a hungry wolf. โI know who you are, Ella.โ The sound of my name on his lips sends a shiver down my spine. He speaks the familiar syllables with so much purpose, as if they truly mean something to him. โOhโฆ well, I donโt mean to be impertinent, but Iโm friends with Dr Cora DanielsโฆโAs soon as I say her name, his expression closes off, and some unidentified emotion flashes in his eyes. โShe told me sheโs in trouble at work, and I know youโre one of the bankโs donors.โ I improvise. โI donโt know what Cora is being accused of, but Iโm sure sheโs innocent. She takes her job incredibly seriously, and she would never do anything to risk her career.โ โAnd what do you expect me to do about it?โ Dominic asks ominously. I can tell he doesnโt believe my weak story, his body language has changed completely, and I can feel his rising anger vibrating in the air around us. โI just thoughtโฆ I hoped that if you had any sway there, you might be able to put in a good word for her.โ I finish, feeling color flood my cheeks. Iโm both ashamed of myself for such a feeble attempt, but unsure how else to handle such a delicate topic. The last thing I want is to get Cora in even more trouble than before. Dominicโs jaw ticks as he watches me, and the voice in the back of my head urges me to run for it. โFrom what Iโve heard, your friend made a very serious mistake, and the consequences have been more than appropriate. The best thing she can do now is take responsibility for her mistakes, not sending you to do her dirty work for her.โ โI โ she didnโt, she doesnโt even know Iโm here! I swear.โ I plead. โIโve said all Iโm going to say on this matter.โ Dominic declares, turning away from me and striding into his house. The door slams shut behind him, and Iโm left with his various bodyguards. โYou need to leave now, miss.โ One of the men announces sharply. โI canโt.โ I moan, โhe has to understand, sheโs going to lose everything!โ โWeโre not going to ask you again.โ A second guard growls, a clear threat in his words. โPlease, sheโs innocent.โ I beg, โyou have to โโ before I can say anything more, the men grab me by the arms and begin trying to lead me off the property. Feeling truly desperate, I dig in my heels, deciding that my dignity is worth Coraโs entire future. โIโm begging you, if I could just talk to Mr. Sinclair.โ โYouโve already talked to him.โ The first guard grumbles, โand frankly youโre lucky he was as generous to you as he was. Your friend clearly told you things she shouldnโt.โ The next thing I know, theyโve thrown me off the property and onto the sidewalk so forcefully that I lose my balance, tumbling to the ground as tears spark in my eyes. The iron gates slam shut behind me, and I have no choice but to slink off before I can embarrass myself further. Of course, this was only the beginning of my misfortune. When I arrived at work the next day, I found that my keys no longer fit the locks on the front door. I knocked, overwhelmed with confusion, and a few minutes later the door swung open to reveal Jake and Millieโs furious mother. โMy keys arenโt working.โ I tell her, wondering why sheโs glaring at me so fiercely. โTheyโre not meant to.โ She answers coldly, โas of yesterday afternoon, your services were no longer required.โ โIโฆ youโre firing me?โ I squeak, not believing my ears. โWhy?โ โWe got a call from the neighbors.โ She explains haughtily, โapparently you let Jake run into the road the other day where he was almost hit by a car! And then yesterday you were seen making a fool of yourself at Dominic Sinclairโs home โ they said his bodyguards had to drag you off the grounds like a common criminal.โ โThat isnโt fair, that isnโt what happened!โ I plead. โJake through his toy into the road and ran after it, I didnโt let it happen, and what happened with Mr. Sinclair was a misunderstanding.โ โI donโt want to hear it.โ She hisses. โNow leave before I call the police.โ โPlease, canโt I at least say goodbye to the kids?โ I request, praying sheโll grant me this one kindness. โIโm dialing.โ She tells me simply, pulling her cell phone from her pocket. โNo!โ I raise my palms in supplication, โItโs okay, Iโll go.โ For the second time this week, I find myself shamefully retreating through this opulent neighborhood with tears streaming down my face. What hurts even worse than losing my job is the fact I didn't get to explain the situation to Jake and Millie, or see them one last time. Iโm sure their mother will tell them horrible things about me, despite the fact that Iโve been lovingly raising for them for the last two years. I know Dominic Sinclair is responsible for this. I donโt believe my ex-bossโs story about the neighbors for one moment. He clearly wanted to punish me, just like heโs having Cora punished. A rush of fury takes hold of me, and suddenly I wish I could punish him somehow. Itโs not like me to be so vindictive, but right now it truly feels like my entire life is falling apart, and itโs partly his fault. I spent all my money on the insemination, and without a job I have almost nothing. How am I ever going to afford to have a baby now? I guarantee Iโm not going to get a good reference from Jake and Millieโs mother. As if things werenโt already bad enough, when I return home I find a stack of bills in the mailbox and I donโt even recognize half the senders. I open them one by one, feeling my confusion and disbelief grow by the minute. As I look at the stores on the breakdown of charges, my suspicion grows: theyโre all Mikeโs favorite places. Is it possible he did this behind my back? That heโs been hiding the bills from me for monthsโฆ or years? I know heโll deny it if I confront him, which leaves me only one option. I have to call Kate. My former best friend might have betrayed me completely with her affair, but if anyone knows what Mike has been up to, itโs her. Click to read more๏ผ ๐ฅTop story: Accidental surrogate for alpha ๐ฅ | Gabriella Castillo | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61564944895839/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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All of a sudden my life is turned upside down. โ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- โIโm sorry Ella.โ My physician says gently. โIโm afraid you have very few viable eggs remaining. Frankly, I normally see these numbers in women ten or fifteen years your senior.โ โWhat?โ I murmur, not believing my ears. Iโve been trying to have a baby for years. Iโm only 30, I should have plenty of eggs left. โIn terms of fertility, you have very little time left.โ She continues. โIf you want to conceive, you need to do so before your next cycle begins.โ โMy next cycle?โ I repeat, my mouth hanging open in shock. I love kids more than anything, and though it might not be everyoneโs ambition, I want nothing more than to be a mother. I have to get home and tell my boyfriend this news, and thereโs not a moment to waste. I make it home in record time, bursting through the door and opening my mouth to call for Mike, but stopping dead in my tracks. As soon as I walk in I see a pair of high heels and a handbag by the door โ neither of which belong to me. I put my ears towards the bedroom, and my stomach churns when I hear the unmistakable sound of moaning, accompanied by a steady thump thump thump, as the bed collides with the wall. Worse even than realizing that Mike is clearly in there with another woman, is realizing who heโs with. I know that handbag, and I know those shoes โ they belong to my best friend, Kate. โElla is so naive.โ Mike laughs, โCan you believe she actually expects me to have a baby with her?โ Kate snorts, โSheโs delusional. I donโt know how you put up with her for so long in the first place.โ โIf she wasnโt so beautiful I never would have given her the time of day.โ Mike scoffs. โThankfully daily doses of plan B kept her from ever conceiving.โ โThe morning after pill?โ Kate asks, โhow did you manage to give it to her without her realizing?โ โI put it in her morning coffee.โ Mike chortles, sounding far too proud of himself. My vision goes completely red as everything finally falls into place. Suddenly itโs clear why Iโve never been able to get a puppy, despite having unprotected happy times a week for years. Itโs even clear how I could have the eggs of a 45-year-old, if my despicable partner has been secretly feeding me emergency contraceptives every day โ thereโs no telling what other damage that might have done to my reproductive system. Before I can think better of it, I pull the smoke alarm on the wall, wanting to frighten and punish the pair in the bedroom so fiercely that I fear I might attack them when they emerge. Water immediately sprays down from the sprinkler system mounted to the ceiling as a shrill siren fills the air, and I hear Mike and Kate cry out in surprise. A few moments later they come rushing out of the bedroom, stopping in their tracks when they see me looming in the doorway. Mikeโs eyes go comically wide, โWhat are you doing home so early?โ The snake has the nerve to sound affronted that I surprised him, when heโs the one whoโs been sneaking around behind my back for God knows how long. He seems to realize how suspicious it looks that he and Kate are standing there in their underwear and quickly adds, โKate came to see me so we could plan a surprise for your birthday, but then we spilled coffee all over our clothes so we had to change.โ Fire blazes in my veins, he must truly believe Iโm an idiot if he expects me to buy such a feeble excuse. Itโs a testament to their horrifically low opinion of me that they buy my act, and I vow to get my revenge one way or another. I canโt believe I wasted so many years โ my best years โ on this scumbag. And now he may have cost me my future too. As soon as the thought enters my head, I know I canโt afford to waste another moment on Mike, I have more important things to take care of. I make my excuses and rush across town for the second time that afternoon, running to the comforting arms of my surrogate sister, Cora. Not only did we grow up together in the orphanage, but she became an OBGYN and now works for the most exclusive sperm bank in the city. Iโve never gone to her before because I always imagined Mike and I would eventually conceive the natural way, but that clearly isnโt an option anymore. Even if I could find a man willing to have a baby with me in time, Iโm not eager to trust anyone after Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm going to have to do this on my own, and I know Cora can help me. I donโt have much money, but I have enough savings to pay for the insemination, especially since I basically have one shot and one shot only. When I arrive, all my plans to lay out my situation for Cora clearly and concisely go out the window, because the moment I see my sister I fall to pieces. She hugs and kisses me until my tears subside, slowly extracting the story from me piece by piece. When she hears about Mike and Kate she swears up a storm, but thatโs nothing compared to her reaction when I explain about my fertility. โThat bad guy! Iโll kill him!โ She fumes, studying me with a worried expression. โElla, if your doctor was right this means you only have one chance to conceive.โ โI know.โ I sniffle. โAnd if this is going to be my only baby, I donโt want to take any chances. I want the best donor we can find.โ โDonโt you worry about that.โ Cora assures me, โWeโve got donations from actors, models, scientists โ itโs only the creme de la creme here.โ She glances at the door and lowers her voice. โYou didnโt hear it from me, but even Dominic Sinclair sent his samples here for testing.โ โDominic Sinclair? I repeat, โThe billionaire?โ Iโve seen the man around town, but we donโt exactly run in the same circles. He lives in the same neighborhood as my wealthy employer and often says hello to the children I nanny, but heโs always surrounded by bodyguards and is so intimidating I get goosebumps just thinking about him. โOh my god!.โ Cora slaps her hand over her mouth. โI wasnโt supposed to tell you that! I donโt know what I was thinking. Apparently heโs no stranger to fertility issues himself, and he trusted us to handle his swimmers over every other lab in the country. Iโve got his sperm in the other room at this very moment.โ She frets, โBut Ella you canโt tell anyone, you have to promise me.โ โOf course!โ I agree immediately. โI know how important confidentiality is here.โ โThank you,โ Cora breathes. โNow, Iโm going to give you a dossier of our clients so you can pick a donor, and once youโve chosen weโll get you knocked up before you can even blink.โ Itโs not an easy decision, but eventually I choose a handsome surgeon whose photo practically makes me swoon. Cora leaves the room only long enough to prepare the sample, and though she looks a bit flustered when she returns, she quickly and professionally completes the insemination, holding my hand when the procedure is finished. โItโs all take care of now, Ella.โ She promises, โYou can come back in ten days to see if it worked.โ Ten days. I think dazedly. Ten days to decide my entire future. I staring at the date circled on my calendar. Six days until I find out if my dreams are finally going to come trueโฆ or if I have to figure out an entirely different plan for my life. Iโve thought about nothing else since Cora inseminated me last week, Iโm so anxious to find out if Iโm carrying a puppy I havenโt even begun to process Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm trying to keep a level head, yet I canโt help but imagine my future with this new baby. Try as I might, I catch myself daydreaming about it constantly. I even find myself humming as I get ready for work in the morning. When I arrive at my employerโs estate in the most exclusive neighborhood in Moon Valley โ which basically makes it the most exclusive neighborhood in the world, since Moon Valley is one of the most expensive cities on the planet โ Iโm immediately greeted by two little voices shouting my name in excitement. โElla!โ The next thing I know, 3-year-old Millie is hugging my legs while her older brother, Jake, wraps his arms around my middle. โGood morning love puddles!โ I exclaim, returning their hugs. โAre you ready for the museum?โ โYeah!โ They cheer, racing out the door without even stopping to put on coats. It takes a bit of wrangling to get them back in and bundled up for the cold winter day, but before long we set out into the snow. Jake races ahead of Millie and I, impatient to get to the science museum and not seeming to notice that his sisterโs tiny legs simply donโt move that fast. Chuckling, I lift Millie into my arms and settle her on my hip. โGoodness, youโre getting too big for this, munchkin.โ โNuh-uh,โ Millie grins, โYouโre justs too little.โ She might have a point. At five foot one, I donโt exactly have the kind of build suited to heavy lifting. Iโm in great shape, but Iโve never been particularly strong. โSmarty pants.โ I tease, laughing with the little girl. When I look back towards Jake, I realize heโs stopped a few feet ahead of us. My heart skips a beat when I realize why. Weโre in front of the Sinclair mansion, and its owner is currently standing in the middle of the sidewalk, his gaze searing me like a firebrand as I approach with Millie. Dominic Sinclair is just about the most handsome man Iโve ever seen, but heโs also one of the most terrifying. With dark hair and piercing green eyes, chiseled features and a body so muscular I could swoon, it doesnโt seem fair he gets to look so good and also be so rich. If I didnโt know better I might think it was his wealth or imposing height that makes him so intimidating, after all heโs at least six foot four, which means he towers over me and everyone else around him. However itโs neither of those things, thereโs simply an indefinable quality about the man that I canโt put my finger on, one which screams danger. He gives off this energy thatโs so raw and animalistic one forgets thereโs anyone else in the room. Taking a steadying breath, I close the distance between us so Millie can say hello. When she greets him, Dominic drags his attention from me and offers her a smile so genuine that it tugs at my heartstrings. As I watch him talk to my two young charges, I remember what Cora told me about his infertility struggles. He clearly loves children, and I feel a wave of empathy for him. If anyone knows what itโs like to yearn for a family of their own, itโs me. Jake is currently showing Dominic his new toy airplane, pulling the matchbox model from his pocket and demonstrating how far it can fly. With a great heave, he sends the toy gliding through the air, only to land in the middle of the street. Before any of us can say a word, Jake races after it, right into the busy road. โJake no, be careful!โ I cry, watching him dart out into the path of an oncoming car but feeling frozen by my fear. Before I can contemplate putting Millie down to go after him, a blur of movement whirrs past my vision. Iโve never seen anyone move so fast in my life. Dominic became little more than a hazy outline of himself, chasing after Jake and pulling him out of the way just before the car slams into them. The vehicleโs tires are still screeching when Dominic sets Jake down beside me, his expression suddenly very stern. โThat was very dangerous.โ He scolds gently. โYou should never go into the street without looking both ways first.โ Jake hangs his head. โIโm sorry, I didnโt want my plane to get runned over.โ โYou are a million times more important than a toy.โ Dominic tells him firmly, โand you scared your nanny half to death.โ โIโm sorry, Ella.โ Jake sniffles, looking up at me with wide eyes. โI know sweetheart, just donโt ever do that again.โ I breathe, cuddling him against my side. โThank you so much.โ I say to Dominic, feeling more grateful than I can express. โI have no idea how you moved so fast! It was like something out of a superhero film.โ โMust have been the adrenaline.โ Dominic shrugs, giving Millie another smile before taking his leave. โEnjoy the rest of your day, and stay out of the road young man!โ โYes sir!โ Jake calls after him, pocketing his airplane. โI really am sorry.โ He adds to me. โItโs forgotten.โ I tell him softly, though I take his hand so that he canโt run off again. โIt all happened so fast.โ I tell Cora later that night. โI mean the more I think about it, the more amazing it seems. One moment he was there, and the next he was gone. It was like magic.โ โThank goodness Jake is alright.โ She replies, but rather than looking relieved, her face is twisted into a deep grimace. Studying my sisterโs expression, I realize her grim demeanor is not just about Jakeโs near miss. Something else is wrong, and I actually feel guilty for not noticing sooner. โIs everything okay?โ Cora frowns, โNot really. But youโve got so much going on right now, itโs not important.โ โCora, donโt be ridiculous.โ I admonish. โWhatโs going on?โ โWell, speaking of Dominic Sinclair,โ She begins cryptically, โyou know that sperm he sent to us for testing?โ โYeah,โ I confirm, wondering where on earth this was going. โItโs gone missingโฆ and Iโm the last person who saw it, not to mention it was in my custody.โ She explains, her voice becoming thick with emotion. โElla, I thinkโฆ I think Iโm going to be fired. And if thereโs an investigation I could lose my medical license.โ โWhat?โ I exclaim. โWhat do you mean itโs missing? A vial of sperm canโt just get up and walk away.โ โI know, I think someone had to steal it, but thereโs no way of knowing whoโs responsible. And it looks like Iโm going to have to take the blame.โ She shares, her eyes shining with tears. โCora, I canโt believe you didnโt tell me this sooner!โ I lament, โThey canโt fire you, it isnโt fair.โ โYou donโt understand, Dominic is one of our biggest donors.โ Cora explains. โAnd heโs furious, he basically wants my head on a platter.โ A week ago I might have believed there was no hope for Cora, but seeing how kind and understanding Dominic was with the kids today makes me wonder if he could really be so heartless. Surely if he understood that Cora would never be so irresponsible heโd show some leniency? I have to try and help her, I would do anything for my sister โ even begging a ruthless billionaire for mercy. Three days to go. I repeat these words to myself as I walk down the street, still preoccupied with my possible pregnancy, even as I prepare to go to bat for my sister. In some ways it's a coping mechanism: Iโm about to beg Dominic Sinclair to save Coraโs job, and I need a comforting thought to help me get through this. His bodyguards see me first, and I can see their mouths moving as they watch me move closer, no doubt notifying him of my presence. Approaching nervously behind Dominic, I wonder for the hundredth time if this is a mistake. Who am I to ask a favor from one of the most powerful men on the planet? Shaking myself, I tell the little voice in the back of my mind to shut up โ this is for Cora. I might not be brave for myself, but I can be brave for her. โMr. Sinclair?โ I ask hesitantly, feeling my heart pound violently against my ribcage. He turns around and gazes imperiously down at me. โYes?โ โIโm Ella Reina, I nanny for Jake and Millie Graves.โ I begin, gnawing on my lower lip. His dark eyes catch on my mouth, and suddenly I feel like a frightened rabbit in front of a hungry wolf. โI know who you are, Ella.โ The sound of my name on his lips sends a shiver down my spine. He speaks the familiar syllables with so much purpose, as if they truly mean something to him. โOhโฆ well, I donโt mean to be impertinent, but Iโm friends with Dr Cora DanielsโฆโAs soon as I say her name, his expression closes off, and some unidentified emotion flashes in his eyes. โShe told me sheโs in trouble at work, and I know youโre one of the bankโs donors.โ I improvise. โI donโt know what Cora is being accused of, but Iโm sure sheโs innocent. She takes her job incredibly seriously, and she would never do anything to risk her career.โ โAnd what do you expect me to do about it?โ Dominic asks ominously. I can tell he doesnโt believe my weak story, his body language has changed completely, and I can feel his rising anger vibrating in the air around us. โI just thoughtโฆ I hoped that if you had any sway there, you might be able to put in a good word for her.โ I finish, feeling color flood my cheeks. Iโm both ashamed of myself for such a feeble attempt, but unsure how else to handle such a delicate topic. The last thing I want is to get Cora in even more trouble than before. Dominicโs jaw ticks as he watches me, and the voice in the back of my head urges me to run for it. โFrom what Iโve heard, your friend made a very serious mistake, and the consequences have been more than appropriate. The best thing she can do now is take responsibility for her mistakes, not sending you to do her dirty work for her.โ โI โ she didnโt, she doesnโt even know Iโm here! I swear.โ I plead. โIโve said all Iโm going to say on this matter.โ Dominic declares, turning away from me and striding into his house. The door slams shut behind him, and Iโm left with his various bodyguards. โYou need to leave now, miss.โ One of the men announces sharply. โI canโt.โ I moan, โhe has to understand, sheโs going to lose everything!โ โWeโre not going to ask you again.โ A second guard growls, a clear threat in his words. โPlease, sheโs innocent.โ I beg, โyou have to โโ before I can say anything more, the men grab me by the arms and begin trying to lead me off the property. Feeling truly desperate, I dig in my heels, deciding that my dignity is worth Coraโs entire future. โIโm begging you, if I could just talk to Mr. Sinclair.โ โYouโve already talked to him.โ The first guard grumbles, โand frankly youโre lucky he was as generous to you as he was. Your friend clearly told you things she shouldnโt.โ The next thing I know, theyโve thrown me off the property and onto the sidewalk so forcefully that I lose my balance, tumbling to the ground as tears spark in my eyes. The iron gates slam shut behind me, and I have no choice but to slink off before I can embarrass myself further. Of course, this was only the beginning of my misfortune. When I arrived at work the next day, I found that my keys no longer fit the locks on the front door. I knocked, overwhelmed with confusion, and a few minutes later the door swung open to reveal Jake and Millieโs furious mother. โMy keys arenโt working.โ I tell her, wondering why sheโs glaring at me so fiercely. โTheyโre not meant to.โ She answers coldly, โas of yesterday afternoon, your services were no longer required.โ โIโฆ youโre firing me?โ I squeak, not believing my ears. โWhy?โ โWe got a call from the neighbors.โ She explains haughtily, โapparently you let Jake run into the road the other day where he was almost hit by a car! And then yesterday you were seen making a fool of yourself at Dominic Sinclairโs home โ they said his bodyguards had to drag you off the grounds like a common criminal.โ โThat isnโt fair, that isnโt what happened!โ I plead. โJake through his toy into the road and ran after it, I didnโt let it happen, and what happened with Mr. Sinclair was a misunderstanding.โ โI donโt want to hear it.โ She hisses. โNow leave before I call the police.โ โPlease, canโt I at least say goodbye to the kids?โ I request, praying sheโll grant me this one kindness. โIโm dialing.โ She tells me simply, pulling her cell phone from her pocket. โNo!โ I raise my palms in supplication, โItโs okay, Iโll go.โ For the second time this week, I find myself shamefully retreating through this opulent neighborhood with tears streaming down my face. What hurts even worse than losing my job is the fact I didn't get to explain the situation to Jake and Millie, or see them one last time. Iโm sure their mother will tell them horrible things about me, despite the fact that Iโve been lovingly raising for them for the last two years. I know Dominic Sinclair is responsible for this. I donโt believe my ex-bossโs story about the neighbors for one moment. He clearly wanted to punish me, just like heโs having Cora punished. A rush of fury takes hold of me, and suddenly I wish I could punish him somehow. Itโs not like me to be so vindictive, but right now it truly feels like my entire life is falling apart, and itโs partly his fault. I spent all my money on the insemination, and without a job I have almost nothing. How am I ever going to afford to have a baby now? I guarantee Iโm not going to get a good reference from Jake and Millieโs mother. As if things werenโt already bad enough, when I return home I find a stack of bills in the mailbox and I donโt even recognize half the senders. I open them one by one, feeling my confusion and disbelief grow by the minute. As I look at the stores on the breakdown of charges, my suspicion grows: theyโre all Mikeโs favorite places. Is it possible he did this behind my back? That heโs been hiding the bills from me for monthsโฆ or years? I know heโll deny it if I confront him, which leaves me only one option. I have to call Kate. My former best friend might have betrayed me completely with her affair, but if anyone knows what Mike has been up to, itโs her. Click to read more๏ผ ๐ฅTop story: Accidental surrogate for alpha ๐ฅ | Gabriella Castillo | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61564944895839/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2194750 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004044 | 1746634325 | 1634 | play.google.com | Install now | VIDEO | ๐ฅFree reading all chapters๐ | http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.heartify.app | 1.0543139599757E+14 | Read ASAP | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463229740_1963302827518071_2172167801151364376_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Pr7coJ7i39gQ7kNvgEo-d_7&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A29zDPuidisfhvl3sq52A_5&oh=00_AYDmy7Bgahi3vHiakBzPnk7LPSrjOmlHPBS0LjMqRohz5w&oe=671448E8 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | #Chapter 1: Crash Landing Raven The day I realized that my assistant Dani was copying my entire life on social media, I couldnโt have been more disgusted. My name is Raven. I am a werewolf model, and a perfume brand entrepreneur. Dani was not just my assistant, but also my best friendโwhich was a rare thing in the world of fame and riches. Or so I thought. But when I saw those pictures on her Instagramโฆ When I saw her holding my stuff that had gone missing, posing with my designer bags and clothes and even my fucking laptop like she had bought it all herselfโฆ I guess I didnโt know her as well as I thought I did. โIf she was struggling with money, she could have just told you,โ my inner wolf growled under my breath as I stormed up the front steps to my house. โShe didnโt have to steal from us.โ The house that we shared was a lavish two-story overlooking the ocean, complete with marble floors, tall columns, and sprawling gardens surrounding a crystal-clear saltwater pool out back. Iโd paid for it all myself, of course, but Dani lived with me. As my full-time assistant, I needed her nearby to give me a hand, and besidesโฆ It was nice living with my friend. But right now I wished Iโd never given her a key to my home. There has to be some sort of explanation for this, I thought as I ascended the steps to the second floor. Dani wouldnโt intentionally steal from me and pretend that my things were her own. Then againโฆ Iโd been looking for my missing things for almost two weeks now. And what was even more messed up was that sheโd helped me look for them while she apparently had them in her possession the entire time. โDani?โ I called out as I climbed the curving marble stairway. โDani, we need to talk.โ There was no answer; but it was a big house, after all. I made my way down the hallway, popping my head into Daniโs room, but she wasnโt there. Frowning, I kept moving down the hallwayโand froze when I heard voices coming from inside my bedroom. I couldnโt make out what they were saying, but I could hear two voices. Nathanโsโmy boyfriendโsโvoice mixed with Daniโs. Nathan and I were the โgolden coupleโ of the year, the type of celebrity couple whose mere presence in an interview or an ad campaign was enough to make sales skyrocket. My shoulders slumped a little with relief. Good; maybe Nathan saw the posts before I did and was talking to her about it. โThere you are,โ I said as I swung the door open. โDani, we need toโโ My hand dropped to my side as I saw the scene before me. Dani hadnโt just stolen my material possessions. She had stolenโฆ my home. My bed. My man. โDaniโฆ Nathanโฆโ Their names came out small, choked, like a shard of glass was lodged in my throat. I could hardly speak, could only stand there while theyโฆ While they lay tangled up together beneath my sheets. โOh. Raven.โ Nathan sat up, running a hand through his sandy hair. Dani, blushing, quickly gathered the sheets to her bare chest. My eyes were fixed on her, but she wouldnโt look at me. โWhat is this?โ I finally croaked out. Languidly, as if he were nothing more than a cat waking up from a nap, Nathan stoodโfully nudeโand strode across the room to pluck his boxers out of a pile of pantyhose and high heels. My high heels. โWhat does it look like?โ he asked. โWhy?โ was all I managed. I turned to Dani and repeated, โWhy?โ but she still would not meet my gaze. Coward. Nathan simply shrugged. โWhat, is this a big deal to you or something?โ โA big deal?โ I let my fangs drop as I turned to face him, my claws extending somewhat. I could feel my eyes glow too, a telltale sign of a Werewolfโs fury. โWeโre together, Nathan. And youโre fucking my assistant?โ To my horror, he seemed totally unfazed by my anger. โI donโt know about you, Raven, but I was only ever in this for the business side of things. I thought we were on the same page about that.โ He tugged his jeans on as if he were simply getting ready for workโsomething Iโd watched him do a hundred times now. The business side of things. I knew what he was referring to. Our relationship did boost our brand sales. But I still loved him, and while we hadnโt completely marked each other yet, I was sure it was only because we were addicted to our careers and not just to our mateship. โBut I thoughtโโ โOh, Ravenโฆโ Nathan turned to me with an unsympathetic look in those brown eyes that I thought I loved. โCome on, honey. Youโve always been naive, but this? You know how this business works. Everything is transactional.โ I thought I might be sick. Turning to Dani, I ground out, โAnd youโDani, youโre my best friendโฆโ โI let you live in my home,โ I growled. โI bought you things, took you out for expensive dinnersโฆ We were supposed to leave for vacation together tomorrow morning!โ Dani finally looked at me. There was no remorse in her eyes. None. I was heartbroken. After that, Iโd kicked both of them out on the curb before theyโd even had a chance to explain themselves further. Nathan actually had the gall to mention something about dividing up my successful perfume company in the event of the breakup, which of course I refused. It was my companyโa company that Iโd worked damn hard for. He could claim that his face in my advertisements was what made it famous all he wanted, but it just wasnโt true. And besides, I wouldnโt let those two bastards take one more thing from me. โฆ โAre you sure you want to fly today, Raven? The forecast calls for a storm.โ I hefted my final bag into the helicopter and turned to face the pilot, placing both hands on my hips. โA little rain wonโt stop me from going on vacation,โ I said as I flipped a lock of white-blonde hair over my shoulder. After what happened to me yesterday, after my boyfriend and my best friend hooked up in my bed, I couldnโt stay home right now. I just needed to recharge for a few weeks and then Iโd be back to normal, that was all. We flew in silence for some time, watching as the afternoon sky grew darker and darker. Gray storm clouds roiled in the sky off to the east, but I hardly paid them any mind, too exhausted to even keep my eyes open. โRaven. Raven! Thatโs strange! Our course is tilting toward the Lycan kingdom.โ I snapped my eyes open from my half-asleep state to find the wind howling ominously around us, those gray storm clouds practically engulfing us. Still, Iโd flown a million times before in all kinds of conditions; I wasnโt worried. โThe Lycan kingdom? Is that where you want me to go on vacation? They never let any tourists in. I could be the first,โ I joked. I was proud to be a werewolf. Our country was free, open and peaceful; we loved surfing the web, fresh technology, business, and of course, vacations. And the Lycan Empire next door? All the werewolves scorned it. It was a closed off kingdom, a bunch of primitives living a hellish life of war. At least that was what I saw on TV. โIโm being serious!โ the pilot called over the din. โThe wind is too strong to keep goingโhold on tight, itโs gonna be a bumpy landing!โ Nodding with my heart in my throat, I tightened my seatbelt and gripped the edge of the seat. The helicopter began to descend, deafening wind howling from all directions. The helicopter shuddered and banked, and I heard the pilot curse as he tried to right it again. No, no, noโฆ. If I die now, Iโm coming back to haunt that bastard Nathan! #Chapter 2: Intruder Raven The sun was blinding as I cracked my eyes open, but was quickly blotted out by a tall form stepping into view. I squinted, shielding my eyes with my arm as I looked up at him. โOh, thank goodness,โ I began. โI-I think my helicopter crashedโโ โI can see that.โ The tall formโs voice was gruff, deep. He crouched, and the first thing I saw was an all-too-familiar symbol tattooed on his chest. Three claw marks across a wolfโs eye. My gaze traveled up, and I saw that it wasnโt just one person, but several who were surrounding me; warriors, it seemed, judging from the spears clutched in their hands. โTake the intruder to the cells,โ the man ordered, drawing my attention back. I could hardly speak, too enthralled by his faceโa face Iโd only ever seen once or twice on the news, but one that had seared itself into my mind. In person, he was even more roguishly handsome and terrifying all at once, with a chiseled jaw coated in stubble and a head of jet black hair pulled back into a bun to reveal shaved sides. This was Neil. The prince of the Lycans. The barbaric military nation that hated us Werewolves. โStop! Iโm not an intruder!โ I cried out. โDoes it even look like Iโm an intruder?โ His black hair moving in the breeze. Cold blue eyes looked me up and down, taking in my skinny jeans and soaked crop topโso different from his shirtless torso and leather trousers. โYou are one of those Werewolves from across the border. Your kind arenโt welcome here. You should know that.โ My eyes widened as three of those barbaric warriors advanced on me. Their hands were rough and callused as they hauled me to my feet, ignoring my pleas. โQuiet, outsider,โ one of the warriors grunted, then jabbed me in the ribs with the butt of his spear. โฆ The Lycan cells were exactly what I expected: cold, damp, musty, and not at all like the jails and prisons in the Werewolf world. It felt like stepping back in time. Torchlight flickered from braziers lining the cobblestone walls, bars made of iron, nothing but a straw-filled mattress and a bucket on the floor. I could already imagine what it would be like to die in here, although I tried to push the thought away. I wouldnโt die here. I was famous back homeโpeople would come looking for me. Once they realized that my helicopter went down so close to the Lycan lands, theyโd know what had happened. After all, Lycans were known for their warmongering society and their hatred for us Werewolves. And everyone knew what they did to outsiders who wandered into their territory. โSit,โ Neil commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument. For a moment, I considered refusing his commandโbut I knew it would only make matters worse for me, so I obeyed and sat in the rickety wooden chair. Neil was silent as I took my seat, and if he noticed me shivering from my wet clothes, he didnโt mention it. โState your true purpose for coming here, and maybe Iโll let you live,โ he said plainly. His accent was thick and rolling, like velvet dragging across sand. It would have been an attractive sound, had he not been keeping me prisoner. โI already told you,โ I said, making no attempt to hide my exasperation. โI was going on vacation in the tropics. My helicopter got caught in a storm, we got thrown off course, and then crashed in the ocean. I must have washed up on your shore.โ I shuddered at what might have happened to the pilot. I wanted to think that he survived, butโฆ Maybe that was a bit too hopeful. Neil stared at me for a moment, considering. His blue eyes, narrowed beneath thick black eyebrows, seemed even more intense in the light of the torches. His dark hair was down now to frame his square jaw, and he was wearing some kind of black fur cloakโalthough he was still shirtless beneath it, displaying those chiseled pecs and that strange tattoo in the center of his chest. Damn, I thought. He was born into the wrong world; could have been a successful model back home. โI donโt believe you,โ he finally grunted. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. โYou can look me up online,โ I said, growing a bit desperate. โLike I said, Iโm a model and entrepreneur. Iโm not a spy or whatever you seem to think I am.โ The prince of the Lycans was silent for several long moments. Those blue eyes raked over me, studying me, appraising me. When they flicked down to my chest and lingered there for a beat too long, it was only then that I realized my shirt was almost entirely see-through from the water. My face heated, and I quickly covered myself with my arms. โWe donโt have your โinternetโ here,โ he finally said, rising from his chair. If he looked enormous on the beach, then he looked even bigger nowโalmost as if he hardly even fit in this small interrogation room. โI cannot โlook you upโ. So how should I believe what you say?โ I flushed again, recalling the things Iโd heard about the Lycansโthat they were off the grid, no internet or electricity and no apparent desire for any of those things. Apparently, they hated us for having those things; saw us as frivolous and shallow for them. โLook, I donโt know what to tell you,โ I said. โBut itโs the truth. I am who I say I am.โ โYou may fabricate your identity all you want,โ he continued, taking slow strides as he rounded the table, โbut I know you are a spy.โ โThen you must be just as paranoid and out of your mind as they say,โ I retorted, even though I knew I shouldnโt. โBut I have no interest in indulging your paranoia. Do I even look like a spy?โ As I spoke, I gestured down to myself again. Neil paused once he reached my side of the table, his gaze roaming over me once more. His eyes lingered on my jeans, my dainty white Lululemon crop top, the delicate little gold necklace that had somehow stayed on during the crash, the platinum blonde hair that was usually flowing in soft waves down my back but was now matted and dripping with saltwater, the mascara running down my cheeks. I even let myself shiver a little harder just to drive the point home. โIโm a peace lover,โ I said, standing to meet his gaze. โIโm not interested in your brutish society. I just want to be lounging by the pool right now with a cold drink with one of those little umbrellas in it, not โspyingโ.โ The prince scoffedโor chuckled, it was hard to tellโand suddenly reached out to grab my chin. I tried to jerk away, but it was no use; he was too strong. โIndeed,โ he said, his face mere inches from mine now as he turned my head this way and that to inspect me. โYou do look rather frail and delicate. Your kind truly did waste their time in sending a pathetic little thing to spy on my people.โ โPrick,โ I snarled under my breath. A low growl rumbled in the princeโs throat at that. He forcefully turned my head to make me look at him, eyes flashing. I willed my fangs to release, but they only dropped a littleโmy wolf was too weak after the crash. But she wasnโt too weak to sense what he was to me. And if the sudden look of shock in those blue eyes was any indication, then he felt it, too. This brute was my fated mate. #Chapter 3: Fragile Neil & Raven Neil My senses had to have been deceiving me. This woman was my mate? Thisโฆ frail, skinny little thing was the one who was tied to my soul? I almost laughed out loud at the notion. โItโs true,โ I felt my wolfโs familiar voice echo inside of my skull. โShe is our mate. Canโt you feel it?โ I released the girlโs face and turned away. โYou must be confused by her scent. Her kind wears that strange perfume that clouds the senses; there is no way she can be my fated mate.โ My wolf huffed. โWhatever perfume she may have worn was washed off in the ocean. Do not question me. You know I have never been wrong in my judgment.โ Frowning, I folded my arms across my chest and glanced over at the girl. She was so unlike the women from my countryโthe strong, sexy, curvy Lycan women that I preferred to indulge in. This girlโฆ She was pale. Skinny. Not an ounce of muscle on her frame. She had wide enough hips, good for birthing I supposed, but her low body fat made her breasts small. And she must have done something to her hair, too, because that color could not have been natural for someone of her complexion. And I didnโt even want to think about her attire. How does one even move in pants so tight? Everything about the way she dressed seemed purely decorative, from the ridiculous little shirt to the skinny pants and the long, pink fingernails. โNo,โ I said out loud. โYou cannot be my mate.โ The girl scoffed and folded her own arms across her chest, mirroring my stance. โThe feeling is mutual.โ โGood.โ I walked over to the door and knocked, indicating to my subordinate that this interrogation was over. โThen I believe we are done here.โ The door swung open, and my broad-shouldered guardโCastorโstrode in. โTake her back to her cell,โ I growled, jerking my chin toward the girl. The girlโs arms fell back to her sides, her face going even more pale than beforeโif that was even possible. โBut I told you Iโm not a spy!โ she protested. โI just want to go home!โ I ignored her cries as Castor threw her thrashing body over his shoulder and carried her away. Once they were gone, I shook my head and headed down the hall, where a skinny young male with a shock of red hair waited for me. Ericโone of my oldest friends and another member of my retinue. โAny sign of Serena yet?โ I asked as we pushed through the door and out into the bright afternoon sun. The courtyard was bustling with people this time of day, vendors peddling various wares and children running about beneath the shade of thick trees. A ball came rolling my way, and I gave it an idle kick back to a group of kids as Eric and I made our way past. โNot yet,โ Eric said, running a hand through his red hair. โI suspect it has something to do with the conflict near her pack.โ I pursed my lips. She should have been here by nowโconflict be damned. โThis is important,โ I growled. Eric sighed. โI know. Weโre doing our best to keep an eye out for her.โ โWell, try harder.โ My subordinateโs face flushed somewhat at that. Truthfully, I wasnโt mad at himโbut Serena, my fianceรฉ, needed to be here. And fast; because without a proper female companion by my side at my fatherโs sixtieth birthday celebration, I would not be eligible for my inheritance. โWeโll find her,โ Eric said, offering me a tiny, tentative smile. โBefore the feast.โ I merely grunted in response. โฆ Raven I sighed as I stared down at the plate of untouched food in front of meโan apple, a heel of bread, and a few slices of hard cheese. It looked edible, albeit not the usual thing Iโd eat back home, but I still refused to eat it. Iโd been sitting in this cell for hours now. A guard had come to bring me this meal, but that was it. Mateโฆ I didnโt want to believe that thatโฆ brute could be my fated mate. The โPrince of the Lycansโ, or so they said. Never in my wildest dreams had I ever thought that a Lycan might be my mate. They were so far removed from our world, so cut off from us despite sharing our ancestry, that Iโd never even considered it to be possible. My wolf had gone back to sleep after recognizing him, unfortunately, so I couldnโt question whether she was mistaken or not. But he seemed to have recognized me as his mate as well, so it might not have been a mistake after all, no matter how badly I wanted it to be. I wasnโt sure how much longer I was sitting there before I heard footsteps again. Great, I thought as I saw that hulking guard step into view again. Another interrogation. โAlright, alright,โ I said, holding my hands up as the guard opened my cell door. โIโm coming. No need to toss me over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes this time.โ We followed the same path back up to that room, just as before. Only this time, the guard glanced at me over his shoulder. โYou didnโt eat.โ I curled my lip at him. โWhy would I eat your food? Maybe itโs poisoned.โ He didnโt reply to that, just huffed and turned back around. I stuck my tongue out at the back of his head and continued following him up the steps. Once again, I was taken to that same interrogation room from before. I walked in without needing to be shoved this time. โLike I said before, Iโm not a spโโ My words cut off as I saw what was waiting for me. Neil was there, of course, in that fur cloak again, black hair cascading down his shoulders and almost blending in with the black fur on the cloakโs collar. But it wasnโt him who I was looking at. It was the extra cloak that was folded up on the table. โThis is for me?โ I found myself asking. Neil merely shrugged. โYou seemed cold last time. Maybe a bit of warmth will make you finally tell me the truth.โ Ah. There it is. I folded my arms across my chest and stuck my chin out. โI already told you the truth.โ โIs that so?โ The Lycan prince cocked his head, causing his silky dark hair to slither across his shoulder. โAnd you expect me to simply believe you? How do I know that this so-called โmate bondโ of ours wasnโt concocted by your country to try and manipulate me?โ Throwing my hands up in the air, I said, โAre you kidding me? As if Iโd ever want to fake a mate bond with someone like you.โ Neil pulled his shoulders back, puffing his chest out. โFunny. One would expect a delicate little petal such as yourself to be glad to have a mate whoโs a prince of the Lycans. Did your employer tell you to pretend like you donโt want me? Figured it would strike a nerve and make me open up to you?โ I couldnโt help but laugh. โFirst of all, there is no โemployerโ. And second, Iโm not pretending.โ I took a step closer, speaking slowly, enunciating each word. โI. Donโt. Want. You.โ โHa. We have a comedian in our midst,โ Neil retorted, stepping toward me as well. โI see the way your breasts heave when you look at me. Even now, your pupils are dilated. I can practically smell the lust on you.โ โWishful thinking,โ I growled in response, closing the distance further. By now, we were mere inches apart, just as we had been when our wolves had recognized one another. I willed my fangs to drop again, but it was still no useโmy wolf was too weak, too exhausted from the whole ordeal to even pick up Neilโs scent. โIf only Iโd drowned in the ocean today,โ I murmured, my words laced with venom. โThen I never would have had to find out that my fated mate is a barbarian.โ The princeโs eyes flashed. Suddenly, he was on meโcaging me against the stone wall, palm pressed into the rocks above my head, nostrils flaring. 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| 2194752 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004044 | 1746634325 | 1634 | play.google.com | Install now | VIDEO | ๐ฅFree reading all chapters๐ | http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.heartify.app | 1.0543139599757E+14 | Read ASAP | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462801397_910776870953216_1823061391731186216_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-pz7K7nlomAQ7kNvgEocs3l&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A29zDPuidisfhvl3sq52A_5&oh=00_AYBSg6iSSewqSBQQX72klcmQie76juznUrcMHJoiOOKBxA&oe=67144F63 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | #Chapter 1: Crash Landing Raven The day I realized that my assistant Dani was copying my entire life on social media, I couldnโt have been more disgusted. My name is Raven. I am a werewolf model, and a perfume brand entrepreneur. Dani was not just my assistant, but also my best friendโwhich was a rare thing in the world of fame and riches. Or so I thought. But when I saw those pictures on her Instagramโฆ When I saw her holding my stuff that had gone missing, posing with my designer bags and clothes and even my fucking laptop like she had bought it all herselfโฆ I guess I didnโt know her as well as I thought I did. โIf she was struggling with money, she could have just told you,โ my inner wolf growled under my breath as I stormed up the front steps to my house. โShe didnโt have to steal from us.โ The house that we shared was a lavish two-story overlooking the ocean, complete with marble floors, tall columns, and sprawling gardens surrounding a crystal-clear saltwater pool out back. Iโd paid for it all myself, of course, but Dani lived with me. As my full-time assistant, I needed her nearby to give me a hand, and besidesโฆ It was nice living with my friend. But right now I wished Iโd never given her a key to my home. There has to be some sort of explanation for this, I thought as I ascended the steps to the second floor. Dani wouldnโt intentionally steal from me and pretend that my things were her own. Then againโฆ Iโd been looking for my missing things for almost two weeks now. And what was even more messed up was that sheโd helped me look for them while she apparently had them in her possession the entire time. โDani?โ I called out as I climbed the curving marble stairway. โDani, we need to talk.โ There was no answer; but it was a big house, after all. I made my way down the hallway, popping my head into Daniโs room, but she wasnโt there. Frowning, I kept moving down the hallwayโand froze when I heard voices coming from inside my bedroom. I couldnโt make out what they were saying, but I could hear two voices. Nathanโsโmy boyfriendโsโvoice mixed with Daniโs. Nathan and I were the โgolden coupleโ of the year, the type of celebrity couple whose mere presence in an interview or an ad campaign was enough to make sales skyrocket. My shoulders slumped a little with relief. Good; maybe Nathan saw the posts before I did and was talking to her about it. โThere you are,โ I said as I swung the door open. โDani, we need toโโ My hand dropped to my side as I saw the scene before me. Dani hadnโt just stolen my material possessions. She had stolenโฆ my home. My bed. My man. โDaniโฆ Nathanโฆโ Their names came out small, choked, like a shard of glass was lodged in my throat. I could hardly speak, could only stand there while theyโฆ While they lay tangled up together beneath my sheets. โOh. Raven.โ Nathan sat up, running a hand through his sandy hair. Dani, blushing, quickly gathered the sheets to her bare chest. My eyes were fixed on her, but she wouldnโt look at me. โWhat is this?โ I finally croaked out. Languidly, as if he were nothing more than a cat waking up from a nap, Nathan stoodโfully nudeโand strode across the room to pluck his boxers out of a pile of pantyhose and high heels. My high heels. โWhat does it look like?โ he asked. โWhy?โ was all I managed. I turned to Dani and repeated, โWhy?โ but she still would not meet my gaze. Coward. Nathan simply shrugged. โWhat, is this a big deal to you or something?โ โA big deal?โ I let my fangs drop as I turned to face him, my claws extending somewhat. I could feel my eyes glow too, a telltale sign of a Werewolfโs fury. โWeโre together, Nathan. And youโre fucking my assistant?โ To my horror, he seemed totally unfazed by my anger. โI donโt know about you, Raven, but I was only ever in this for the business side of things. I thought we were on the same page about that.โ He tugged his jeans on as if he were simply getting ready for workโsomething Iโd watched him do a hundred times now. The business side of things. I knew what he was referring to. Our relationship did boost our brand sales. But I still loved him, and while we hadnโt completely marked each other yet, I was sure it was only because we were addicted to our careers and not just to our mateship. โBut I thoughtโโ โOh, Ravenโฆโ Nathan turned to me with an unsympathetic look in those brown eyes that I thought I loved. โCome on, honey. Youโve always been naive, but this? You know how this business works. Everything is transactional.โ I thought I might be sick. Turning to Dani, I ground out, โAnd youโDani, youโre my best friendโฆโ โI let you live in my home,โ I growled. โI bought you things, took you out for expensive dinnersโฆ We were supposed to leave for vacation together tomorrow morning!โ Dani finally looked at me. There was no remorse in her eyes. None. I was heartbroken. After that, Iโd kicked both of them out on the curb before theyโd even had a chance to explain themselves further. Nathan actually had the gall to mention something about dividing up my successful perfume company in the event of the breakup, which of course I refused. It was my companyโa company that Iโd worked damn hard for. He could claim that his face in my advertisements was what made it famous all he wanted, but it just wasnโt true. And besides, I wouldnโt let those two bastards take one more thing from me. โฆ โAre you sure you want to fly today, Raven? The forecast calls for a storm.โ I hefted my final bag into the helicopter and turned to face the pilot, placing both hands on my hips. โA little rain wonโt stop me from going on vacation,โ I said as I flipped a lock of white-blonde hair over my shoulder. After what happened to me yesterday, after my boyfriend and my best friend hooked up in my bed, I couldnโt stay home right now. I just needed to recharge for a few weeks and then Iโd be back to normal, that was all. We flew in silence for some time, watching as the afternoon sky grew darker and darker. Gray storm clouds roiled in the sky off to the east, but I hardly paid them any mind, too exhausted to even keep my eyes open. โRaven. Raven! Thatโs strange! Our course is tilting toward the Lycan kingdom.โ I snapped my eyes open from my half-asleep state to find the wind howling ominously around us, those gray storm clouds practically engulfing us. Still, Iโd flown a million times before in all kinds of conditions; I wasnโt worried. โThe Lycan kingdom? Is that where you want me to go on vacation? They never let any tourists in. I could be the first,โ I joked. I was proud to be a werewolf. Our country was free, open and peaceful; we loved surfing the web, fresh technology, business, and of course, vacations. And the Lycan Empire next door? All the werewolves scorned it. It was a closed off kingdom, a bunch of primitives living a hellish life of war. At least that was what I saw on TV. โIโm being serious!โ the pilot called over the din. โThe wind is too strong to keep goingโhold on tight, itโs gonna be a bumpy landing!โ Nodding with my heart in my throat, I tightened my seatbelt and gripped the edge of the seat. The helicopter began to descend, deafening wind howling from all directions. The helicopter shuddered and banked, and I heard the pilot curse as he tried to right it again. No, no, noโฆ. If I die now, Iโm coming back to haunt that bastard Nathan! #Chapter 2: Intruder Raven The sun was blinding as I cracked my eyes open, but was quickly blotted out by a tall form stepping into view. I squinted, shielding my eyes with my arm as I looked up at him. โOh, thank goodness,โ I began. โI-I think my helicopter crashedโโ โI can see that.โ The tall formโs voice was gruff, deep. He crouched, and the first thing I saw was an all-too-familiar symbol tattooed on his chest. Three claw marks across a wolfโs eye. My gaze traveled up, and I saw that it wasnโt just one person, but several who were surrounding me; warriors, it seemed, judging from the spears clutched in their hands. โTake the intruder to the cells,โ the man ordered, drawing my attention back. I could hardly speak, too enthralled by his faceโa face Iโd only ever seen once or twice on the news, but one that had seared itself into my mind. In person, he was even more roguishly handsome and terrifying all at once, with a chiseled jaw coated in stubble and a head of jet black hair pulled back into a bun to reveal shaved sides. This was Neil. The prince of the Lycans. The barbaric military nation that hated us Werewolves. โStop! Iโm not an intruder!โ I cried out. โDoes it even look like Iโm an intruder?โ His black hair moving in the breeze. Cold blue eyes looked me up and down, taking in my skinny jeans and soaked crop topโso different from his shirtless torso and leather trousers. โYou are one of those Werewolves from across the border. Your kind arenโt welcome here. You should know that.โ My eyes widened as three of those barbaric warriors advanced on me. Their hands were rough and callused as they hauled me to my feet, ignoring my pleas. โQuiet, outsider,โ one of the warriors grunted, then jabbed me in the ribs with the butt of his spear. โฆ The Lycan cells were exactly what I expected: cold, damp, musty, and not at all like the jails and prisons in the Werewolf world. It felt like stepping back in time. Torchlight flickered from braziers lining the cobblestone walls, bars made of iron, nothing but a straw-filled mattress and a bucket on the floor. I could already imagine what it would be like to die in here, although I tried to push the thought away. I wouldnโt die here. I was famous back homeโpeople would come looking for me. Once they realized that my helicopter went down so close to the Lycan lands, theyโd know what had happened. After all, Lycans were known for their warmongering society and their hatred for us Werewolves. And everyone knew what they did to outsiders who wandered into their territory. โSit,โ Neil commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument. For a moment, I considered refusing his commandโbut I knew it would only make matters worse for me, so I obeyed and sat in the rickety wooden chair. Neil was silent as I took my seat, and if he noticed me shivering from my wet clothes, he didnโt mention it. โState your true purpose for coming here, and maybe Iโll let you live,โ he said plainly. His accent was thick and rolling, like velvet dragging across sand. It would have been an attractive sound, had he not been keeping me prisoner. โI already told you,โ I said, making no attempt to hide my exasperation. โI was going on vacation in the tropics. My helicopter got caught in a storm, we got thrown off course, and then crashed in the ocean. I must have washed up on your shore.โ I shuddered at what might have happened to the pilot. I wanted to think that he survived, butโฆ Maybe that was a bit too hopeful. Neil stared at me for a moment, considering. His blue eyes, narrowed beneath thick black eyebrows, seemed even more intense in the light of the torches. His dark hair was down now to frame his square jaw, and he was wearing some kind of black fur cloakโalthough he was still shirtless beneath it, displaying those chiseled pecs and that strange tattoo in the center of his chest. Damn, I thought. He was born into the wrong world; could have been a successful model back home. โI donโt believe you,โ he finally grunted. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. โYou can look me up online,โ I said, growing a bit desperate. โLike I said, Iโm a model and entrepreneur. Iโm not a spy or whatever you seem to think I am.โ The prince of the Lycans was silent for several long moments. Those blue eyes raked over me, studying me, appraising me. When they flicked down to my chest and lingered there for a beat too long, it was only then that I realized my shirt was almost entirely see-through from the water. My face heated, and I quickly covered myself with my arms. โWe donโt have your โinternetโ here,โ he finally said, rising from his chair. If he looked enormous on the beach, then he looked even bigger nowโalmost as if he hardly even fit in this small interrogation room. โI cannot โlook you upโ. So how should I believe what you say?โ I flushed again, recalling the things Iโd heard about the Lycansโthat they were off the grid, no internet or electricity and no apparent desire for any of those things. Apparently, they hated us for having those things; saw us as frivolous and shallow for them. โLook, I donโt know what to tell you,โ I said. โBut itโs the truth. I am who I say I am.โ โYou may fabricate your identity all you want,โ he continued, taking slow strides as he rounded the table, โbut I know you are a spy.โ โThen you must be just as paranoid and out of your mind as they say,โ I retorted, even though I knew I shouldnโt. โBut I have no interest in indulging your paranoia. Do I even look like a spy?โ As I spoke, I gestured down to myself again. Neil paused once he reached my side of the table, his gaze roaming over me once more. His eyes lingered on my jeans, my dainty white Lululemon crop top, the delicate little gold necklace that had somehow stayed on during the crash, the platinum blonde hair that was usually flowing in soft waves down my back but was now matted and dripping with saltwater, the mascara running down my cheeks. I even let myself shiver a little harder just to drive the point home. โIโm a peace lover,โ I said, standing to meet his gaze. โIโm not interested in your brutish society. I just want to be lounging by the pool right now with a cold drink with one of those little umbrellas in it, not โspyingโ.โ The prince scoffedโor chuckled, it was hard to tellโand suddenly reached out to grab my chin. I tried to jerk away, but it was no use; he was too strong. โIndeed,โ he said, his face mere inches from mine now as he turned my head this way and that to inspect me. โYou do look rather frail and delicate. Your kind truly did waste their time in sending a pathetic little thing to spy on my people.โ โPrick,โ I snarled under my breath. A low growl rumbled in the princeโs throat at that. He forcefully turned my head to make me look at him, eyes flashing. I willed my fangs to release, but they only dropped a littleโmy wolf was too weak after the crash. But she wasnโt too weak to sense what he was to me. And if the sudden look of shock in those blue eyes was any indication, then he felt it, too. This brute was my fated mate. #Chapter 3: Fragile Neil & Raven Neil My senses had to have been deceiving me. This woman was my mate? Thisโฆ frail, skinny little thing was the one who was tied to my soul? I almost laughed out loud at the notion. โItโs true,โ I felt my wolfโs familiar voice echo inside of my skull. โShe is our mate. Canโt you feel it?โ I released the girlโs face and turned away. โYou must be confused by her scent. Her kind wears that strange perfume that clouds the senses; there is no way she can be my fated mate.โ My wolf huffed. โWhatever perfume she may have worn was washed off in the ocean. Do not question me. You know I have never been wrong in my judgment.โ Frowning, I folded my arms across my chest and glanced over at the girl. She was so unlike the women from my countryโthe strong, sexy, curvy Lycan women that I preferred to indulge in. This girlโฆ She was pale. Skinny. Not an ounce of muscle on her frame. She had wide enough hips, good for birthing I supposed, but her low body fat made her breasts small. And she must have done something to her hair, too, because that color could not have been natural for someone of her complexion. And I didnโt even want to think about her attire. How does one even move in pants so tight? Everything about the way she dressed seemed purely decorative, from the ridiculous little shirt to the skinny pants and the long, pink fingernails. โNo,โ I said out loud. โYou cannot be my mate.โ The girl scoffed and folded her own arms across her chest, mirroring my stance. โThe feeling is mutual.โ โGood.โ I walked over to the door and knocked, indicating to my subordinate that this interrogation was over. โThen I believe we are done here.โ The door swung open, and my broad-shouldered guardโCastorโstrode in. โTake her back to her cell,โ I growled, jerking my chin toward the girl. The girlโs arms fell back to her sides, her face going even more pale than beforeโif that was even possible. โBut I told you Iโm not a spy!โ she protested. โI just want to go home!โ I ignored her cries as Castor threw her thrashing body over his shoulder and carried her away. Once they were gone, I shook my head and headed down the hall, where a skinny young male with a shock of red hair waited for me. Ericโone of my oldest friends and another member of my retinue. โAny sign of Serena yet?โ I asked as we pushed through the door and out into the bright afternoon sun. The courtyard was bustling with people this time of day, vendors peddling various wares and children running about beneath the shade of thick trees. A ball came rolling my way, and I gave it an idle kick back to a group of kids as Eric and I made our way past. โNot yet,โ Eric said, running a hand through his red hair. โI suspect it has something to do with the conflict near her pack.โ I pursed my lips. She should have been here by nowโconflict be damned. โThis is important,โ I growled. Eric sighed. โI know. Weโre doing our best to keep an eye out for her.โ โWell, try harder.โ My subordinateโs face flushed somewhat at that. Truthfully, I wasnโt mad at himโbut Serena, my fianceรฉ, needed to be here. And fast; because without a proper female companion by my side at my fatherโs sixtieth birthday celebration, I would not be eligible for my inheritance. โWeโll find her,โ Eric said, offering me a tiny, tentative smile. โBefore the feast.โ I merely grunted in response. โฆ Raven I sighed as I stared down at the plate of untouched food in front of meโan apple, a heel of bread, and a few slices of hard cheese. It looked edible, albeit not the usual thing Iโd eat back home, but I still refused to eat it. Iโd been sitting in this cell for hours now. A guard had come to bring me this meal, but that was it. Mateโฆ I didnโt want to believe that thatโฆ brute could be my fated mate. The โPrince of the Lycansโ, or so they said. Never in my wildest dreams had I ever thought that a Lycan might be my mate. They were so far removed from our world, so cut off from us despite sharing our ancestry, that Iโd never even considered it to be possible. My wolf had gone back to sleep after recognizing him, unfortunately, so I couldnโt question whether she was mistaken or not. But he seemed to have recognized me as his mate as well, so it might not have been a mistake after all, no matter how badly I wanted it to be. I wasnโt sure how much longer I was sitting there before I heard footsteps again. Great, I thought as I saw that hulking guard step into view again. Another interrogation. โAlright, alright,โ I said, holding my hands up as the guard opened my cell door. โIโm coming. No need to toss me over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes this time.โ We followed the same path back up to that room, just as before. Only this time, the guard glanced at me over his shoulder. โYou didnโt eat.โ I curled my lip at him. โWhy would I eat your food? Maybe itโs poisoned.โ He didnโt reply to that, just huffed and turned back around. I stuck my tongue out at the back of his head and continued following him up the steps. Once again, I was taken to that same interrogation room from before. I walked in without needing to be shoved this time. โLike I said before, Iโm not a spโโ My words cut off as I saw what was waiting for me. Neil was there, of course, in that fur cloak again, black hair cascading down his shoulders and almost blending in with the black fur on the cloakโs collar. But it wasnโt him who I was looking at. It was the extra cloak that was folded up on the table. โThis is for me?โ I found myself asking. Neil merely shrugged. โYou seemed cold last time. Maybe a bit of warmth will make you finally tell me the truth.โ Ah. There it is. I folded my arms across my chest and stuck my chin out. โI already told you the truth.โ โIs that so?โ The Lycan prince cocked his head, causing his silky dark hair to slither across his shoulder. โAnd you expect me to simply believe you? How do I know that this so-called โmate bondโ of ours wasnโt concocted by your country to try and manipulate me?โ Throwing my hands up in the air, I said, โAre you kidding me? As if Iโd ever want to fake a mate bond with someone like you.โ Neil pulled his shoulders back, puffing his chest out. โFunny. One would expect a delicate little petal such as yourself to be glad to have a mate whoโs a prince of the Lycans. Did your employer tell you to pretend like you donโt want me? Figured it would strike a nerve and make me open up to you?โ I couldnโt help but laugh. โFirst of all, there is no โemployerโ. And second, Iโm not pretending.โ I took a step closer, speaking slowly, enunciating each word. โI. Donโt. Want. You.โ โHa. We have a comedian in our midst,โ Neil retorted, stepping toward me as well. โI see the way your breasts heave when you look at me. Even now, your pupils are dilated. I can practically smell the lust on you.โ โWishful thinking,โ I growled in response, closing the distance further. By now, we were mere inches apart, just as we had been when our wolves had recognized one another. I willed my fangs to drop again, but it was still no useโmy wolf was too weak, too exhausted from the whole ordeal to even pick up Neilโs scent. โIf only Iโd drowned in the ocean today,โ I murmured, my words laced with venom. โThen I never would have had to find out that my fated mate is a barbarian.โ The princeโs eyes flashed. Suddenly, he was on meโcaging me against the stone wall, palm pressed into the rocks above my head, nostrils flaring. 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| 2194754 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004044 | 1746634325 | 1634 | play.google.com | Install now | VIDEO | ๐ฅFree reading all chapters๐ | http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.heartify.app | 1.0543139599757E+14 | Read ASAP | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462929199_900165132041440_3726030800144035078_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=A3zCtKbFTMoQ7kNvgGaVl8g&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A29zDPuidisfhvl3sq52A_5&oh=00_AYAuVEJsPYblAclWQLWAU24-Ca7k-kV-QTHzatyi2iEXWw&oe=67146701 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | #Chapter 1: Crash Landing Raven The day I realized that my assistant Dani was copying my entire life on social media, I couldnโt have been more disgusted. My name is Raven. I am a werewolf model, and a perfume brand entrepreneur. Dani was not just my assistant, but also my best friendโwhich was a rare thing in the world of fame and riches. Or so I thought. But when I saw those pictures on her Instagramโฆ When I saw her holding my stuff that had gone missing, posing with my designer bags and clothes and even my fucking laptop like she had bought it all herselfโฆ I guess I didnโt know her as well as I thought I did. โIf she was struggling with money, she could have just told you,โ my inner wolf growled under my breath as I stormed up the front steps to my house. โShe didnโt have to steal from us.โ The house that we shared was a lavish two-story overlooking the ocean, complete with marble floors, tall columns, and sprawling gardens surrounding a crystal-clear saltwater pool out back. Iโd paid for it all myself, of course, but Dani lived with me. As my full-time assistant, I needed her nearby to give me a hand, and besidesโฆ It was nice living with my friend. But right now I wished Iโd never given her a key to my home. There has to be some sort of explanation for this, I thought as I ascended the steps to the second floor. Dani wouldnโt intentionally steal from me and pretend that my things were her own. Then againโฆ Iโd been looking for my missing things for almost two weeks now. And what was even more messed up was that sheโd helped me look for them while she apparently had them in her possession the entire time. โDani?โ I called out as I climbed the curving marble stairway. โDani, we need to talk.โ There was no answer; but it was a big house, after all. I made my way down the hallway, popping my head into Daniโs room, but she wasnโt there. Frowning, I kept moving down the hallwayโand froze when I heard voices coming from inside my bedroom. I couldnโt make out what they were saying, but I could hear two voices. Nathanโsโmy boyfriendโsโvoice mixed with Daniโs. Nathan and I were the โgolden coupleโ of the year, the type of celebrity couple whose mere presence in an interview or an ad campaign was enough to make sales skyrocket. My shoulders slumped a little with relief. Good; maybe Nathan saw the posts before I did and was talking to her about it. โThere you are,โ I said as I swung the door open. โDani, we need toโโ My hand dropped to my side as I saw the scene before me. Dani hadnโt just stolen my material possessions. She had stolenโฆ my home. My bed. My man. โDaniโฆ Nathanโฆโ Their names came out small, choked, like a shard of glass was lodged in my throat. I could hardly speak, could only stand there while theyโฆ While they lay tangled up together beneath my sheets. โOh. Raven.โ Nathan sat up, running a hand through his sandy hair. Dani, blushing, quickly gathered the sheets to her bare chest. My eyes were fixed on her, but she wouldnโt look at me. โWhat is this?โ I finally croaked out. Languidly, as if he were nothing more than a cat waking up from a nap, Nathan stoodโfully nudeโand strode across the room to pluck his boxers out of a pile of pantyhose and high heels. My high heels. โWhat does it look like?โ he asked. โWhy?โ was all I managed. I turned to Dani and repeated, โWhy?โ but she still would not meet my gaze. Coward. Nathan simply shrugged. โWhat, is this a big deal to you or something?โ โA big deal?โ I let my fangs drop as I turned to face him, my claws extending somewhat. I could feel my eyes glow too, a telltale sign of a Werewolfโs fury. โWeโre together, Nathan. And youโre fucking my assistant?โ To my horror, he seemed totally unfazed by my anger. โI donโt know about you, Raven, but I was only ever in this for the business side of things. I thought we were on the same page about that.โ He tugged his jeans on as if he were simply getting ready for workโsomething Iโd watched him do a hundred times now. The business side of things. I knew what he was referring to. Our relationship did boost our brand sales. But I still loved him, and while we hadnโt completely marked each other yet, I was sure it was only because we were addicted to our careers and not just to our mateship. โBut I thoughtโโ โOh, Ravenโฆโ Nathan turned to me with an unsympathetic look in those brown eyes that I thought I loved. โCome on, honey. Youโve always been naive, but this? You know how this business works. Everything is transactional.โ I thought I might be sick. Turning to Dani, I ground out, โAnd youโDani, youโre my best friendโฆโ โI let you live in my home,โ I growled. โI bought you things, took you out for expensive dinnersโฆ We were supposed to leave for vacation together tomorrow morning!โ Dani finally looked at me. There was no remorse in her eyes. None. I was heartbroken. After that, Iโd kicked both of them out on the curb before theyโd even had a chance to explain themselves further. Nathan actually had the gall to mention something about dividing up my successful perfume company in the event of the breakup, which of course I refused. It was my companyโa company that Iโd worked damn hard for. He could claim that his face in my advertisements was what made it famous all he wanted, but it just wasnโt true. And besides, I wouldnโt let those two bastards take one more thing from me. โฆ โAre you sure you want to fly today, Raven? The forecast calls for a storm.โ I hefted my final bag into the helicopter and turned to face the pilot, placing both hands on my hips. โA little rain wonโt stop me from going on vacation,โ I said as I flipped a lock of white-blonde hair over my shoulder. After what happened to me yesterday, after my boyfriend and my best friend hooked up in my bed, I couldnโt stay home right now. I just needed to recharge for a few weeks and then Iโd be back to normal, that was all. We flew in silence for some time, watching as the afternoon sky grew darker and darker. Gray storm clouds roiled in the sky off to the east, but I hardly paid them any mind, too exhausted to even keep my eyes open. โRaven. Raven! Thatโs strange! Our course is tilting toward the Lycan kingdom.โ I snapped my eyes open from my half-asleep state to find the wind howling ominously around us, those gray storm clouds practically engulfing us. Still, Iโd flown a million times before in all kinds of conditions; I wasnโt worried. โThe Lycan kingdom? Is that where you want me to go on vacation? They never let any tourists in. I could be the first,โ I joked. I was proud to be a werewolf. Our country was free, open and peaceful; we loved surfing the web, fresh technology, business, and of course, vacations. And the Lycan Empire next door? All the werewolves scorned it. It was a closed off kingdom, a bunch of primitives living a hellish life of war. At least that was what I saw on TV. โIโm being serious!โ the pilot called over the din. โThe wind is too strong to keep goingโhold on tight, itโs gonna be a bumpy landing!โ Nodding with my heart in my throat, I tightened my seatbelt and gripped the edge of the seat. The helicopter began to descend, deafening wind howling from all directions. The helicopter shuddered and banked, and I heard the pilot curse as he tried to right it again. No, no, noโฆ. If I die now, Iโm coming back to haunt that bastard Nathan! #Chapter 2: Intruder Raven The sun was blinding as I cracked my eyes open, but was quickly blotted out by a tall form stepping into view. I squinted, shielding my eyes with my arm as I looked up at him. โOh, thank goodness,โ I began. โI-I think my helicopter crashedโโ โI can see that.โ The tall formโs voice was gruff, deep. He crouched, and the first thing I saw was an all-too-familiar symbol tattooed on his chest. Three claw marks across a wolfโs eye. My gaze traveled up, and I saw that it wasnโt just one person, but several who were surrounding me; warriors, it seemed, judging from the spears clutched in their hands. โTake the intruder to the cells,โ the man ordered, drawing my attention back. I could hardly speak, too enthralled by his faceโa face Iโd only ever seen once or twice on the news, but one that had seared itself into my mind. In person, he was even more roguishly handsome and terrifying all at once, with a chiseled jaw coated in stubble and a head of jet black hair pulled back into a bun to reveal shaved sides. This was Neil. The prince of the Lycans. The barbaric military nation that hated us Werewolves. โStop! Iโm not an intruder!โ I cried out. โDoes it even look like Iโm an intruder?โ His black hair moving in the breeze. Cold blue eyes looked me up and down, taking in my skinny jeans and soaked crop topโso different from his shirtless torso and leather trousers. โYou are one of those Werewolves from across the border. Your kind arenโt welcome here. You should know that.โ My eyes widened as three of those barbaric warriors advanced on me. Their hands were rough and callused as they hauled me to my feet, ignoring my pleas. โQuiet, outsider,โ one of the warriors grunted, then jabbed me in the ribs with the butt of his spear. โฆ The Lycan cells were exactly what I expected: cold, damp, musty, and not at all like the jails and prisons in the Werewolf world. It felt like stepping back in time. Torchlight flickered from braziers lining the cobblestone walls, bars made of iron, nothing but a straw-filled mattress and a bucket on the floor. I could already imagine what it would be like to die in here, although I tried to push the thought away. I wouldnโt die here. I was famous back homeโpeople would come looking for me. Once they realized that my helicopter went down so close to the Lycan lands, theyโd know what had happened. After all, Lycans were known for their warmongering society and their hatred for us Werewolves. And everyone knew what they did to outsiders who wandered into their territory. โSit,โ Neil commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument. For a moment, I considered refusing his commandโbut I knew it would only make matters worse for me, so I obeyed and sat in the rickety wooden chair. Neil was silent as I took my seat, and if he noticed me shivering from my wet clothes, he didnโt mention it. โState your true purpose for coming here, and maybe Iโll let you live,โ he said plainly. His accent was thick and rolling, like velvet dragging across sand. It would have been an attractive sound, had he not been keeping me prisoner. โI already told you,โ I said, making no attempt to hide my exasperation. โI was going on vacation in the tropics. My helicopter got caught in a storm, we got thrown off course, and then crashed in the ocean. I must have washed up on your shore.โ I shuddered at what might have happened to the pilot. I wanted to think that he survived, butโฆ Maybe that was a bit too hopeful. Neil stared at me for a moment, considering. His blue eyes, narrowed beneath thick black eyebrows, seemed even more intense in the light of the torches. His dark hair was down now to frame his square jaw, and he was wearing some kind of black fur cloakโalthough he was still shirtless beneath it, displaying those chiseled pecs and that strange tattoo in the center of his chest. Damn, I thought. He was born into the wrong world; could have been a successful model back home. โI donโt believe you,โ he finally grunted. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. โYou can look me up online,โ I said, growing a bit desperate. โLike I said, Iโm a model and entrepreneur. Iโm not a spy or whatever you seem to think I am.โ The prince of the Lycans was silent for several long moments. Those blue eyes raked over me, studying me, appraising me. When they flicked down to my chest and lingered there for a beat too long, it was only then that I realized my shirt was almost entirely see-through from the water. My face heated, and I quickly covered myself with my arms. โWe donโt have your โinternetโ here,โ he finally said, rising from his chair. If he looked enormous on the beach, then he looked even bigger nowโalmost as if he hardly even fit in this small interrogation room. โI cannot โlook you upโ. So how should I believe what you say?โ I flushed again, recalling the things Iโd heard about the Lycansโthat they were off the grid, no internet or electricity and no apparent desire for any of those things. Apparently, they hated us for having those things; saw us as frivolous and shallow for them. โLook, I donโt know what to tell you,โ I said. โBut itโs the truth. I am who I say I am.โ โYou may fabricate your identity all you want,โ he continued, taking slow strides as he rounded the table, โbut I know you are a spy.โ โThen you must be just as paranoid and out of your mind as they say,โ I retorted, even though I knew I shouldnโt. โBut I have no interest in indulging your paranoia. Do I even look like a spy?โ As I spoke, I gestured down to myself again. Neil paused once he reached my side of the table, his gaze roaming over me once more. His eyes lingered on my jeans, my dainty white Lululemon crop top, the delicate little gold necklace that had somehow stayed on during the crash, the platinum blonde hair that was usually flowing in soft waves down my back but was now matted and dripping with saltwater, the mascara running down my cheeks. I even let myself shiver a little harder just to drive the point home. โIโm a peace lover,โ I said, standing to meet his gaze. โIโm not interested in your brutish society. I just want to be lounging by the pool right now with a cold drink with one of those little umbrellas in it, not โspyingโ.โ The prince scoffedโor chuckled, it was hard to tellโand suddenly reached out to grab my chin. I tried to jerk away, but it was no use; he was too strong. โIndeed,โ he said, his face mere inches from mine now as he turned my head this way and that to inspect me. โYou do look rather frail and delicate. Your kind truly did waste their time in sending a pathetic little thing to spy on my people.โ โPrick,โ I snarled under my breath. A low growl rumbled in the princeโs throat at that. He forcefully turned my head to make me look at him, eyes flashing. I willed my fangs to release, but they only dropped a littleโmy wolf was too weak after the crash. But she wasnโt too weak to sense what he was to me. And if the sudden look of shock in those blue eyes was any indication, then he felt it, too. This brute was my fated mate. #Chapter 3: Fragile Neil & Raven Neil My senses had to have been deceiving me. This woman was my mate? Thisโฆ frail, skinny little thing was the one who was tied to my soul? I almost laughed out loud at the notion. โItโs true,โ I felt my wolfโs familiar voice echo inside of my skull. โShe is our mate. Canโt you feel it?โ I released the girlโs face and turned away. โYou must be confused by her scent. Her kind wears that strange perfume that clouds the senses; there is no way she can be my fated mate.โ My wolf huffed. โWhatever perfume she may have worn was washed off in the ocean. Do not question me. You know I have never been wrong in my judgment.โ Frowning, I folded my arms across my chest and glanced over at the girl. She was so unlike the women from my countryโthe strong, sexy, curvy Lycan women that I preferred to indulge in. This girlโฆ She was pale. Skinny. Not an ounce of muscle on her frame. She had wide enough hips, good for birthing I supposed, but her low body fat made her breasts small. And she must have done something to her hair, too, because that color could not have been natural for someone of her complexion. And I didnโt even want to think about her attire. How does one even move in pants so tight? Everything about the way she dressed seemed purely decorative, from the ridiculous little shirt to the skinny pants and the long, pink fingernails. โNo,โ I said out loud. โYou cannot be my mate.โ The girl scoffed and folded her own arms across her chest, mirroring my stance. โThe feeling is mutual.โ โGood.โ I walked over to the door and knocked, indicating to my subordinate that this interrogation was over. โThen I believe we are done here.โ The door swung open, and my broad-shouldered guardโCastorโstrode in. โTake her back to her cell,โ I growled, jerking my chin toward the girl. The girlโs arms fell back to her sides, her face going even more pale than beforeโif that was even possible. โBut I told you Iโm not a spy!โ she protested. โI just want to go home!โ I ignored her cries as Castor threw her thrashing body over his shoulder and carried her away. Once they were gone, I shook my head and headed down the hall, where a skinny young male with a shock of red hair waited for me. Ericโone of my oldest friends and another member of my retinue. โAny sign of Serena yet?โ I asked as we pushed through the door and out into the bright afternoon sun. The courtyard was bustling with people this time of day, vendors peddling various wares and children running about beneath the shade of thick trees. A ball came rolling my way, and I gave it an idle kick back to a group of kids as Eric and I made our way past. โNot yet,โ Eric said, running a hand through his red hair. โI suspect it has something to do with the conflict near her pack.โ I pursed my lips. She should have been here by nowโconflict be damned. โThis is important,โ I growled. Eric sighed. โI know. Weโre doing our best to keep an eye out for her.โ โWell, try harder.โ My subordinateโs face flushed somewhat at that. Truthfully, I wasnโt mad at himโbut Serena, my fianceรฉ, needed to be here. And fast; because without a proper female companion by my side at my fatherโs sixtieth birthday celebration, I would not be eligible for my inheritance. โWeโll find her,โ Eric said, offering me a tiny, tentative smile. โBefore the feast.โ I merely grunted in response. โฆ Raven I sighed as I stared down at the plate of untouched food in front of meโan apple, a heel of bread, and a few slices of hard cheese. It looked edible, albeit not the usual thing Iโd eat back home, but I still refused to eat it. Iโd been sitting in this cell for hours now. A guard had come to bring me this meal, but that was it. Mateโฆ I didnโt want to believe that thatโฆ brute could be my fated mate. The โPrince of the Lycansโ, or so they said. Never in my wildest dreams had I ever thought that a Lycan might be my mate. They were so far removed from our world, so cut off from us despite sharing our ancestry, that Iโd never even considered it to be possible. My wolf had gone back to sleep after recognizing him, unfortunately, so I couldnโt question whether she was mistaken or not. But he seemed to have recognized me as his mate as well, so it might not have been a mistake after all, no matter how badly I wanted it to be. I wasnโt sure how much longer I was sitting there before I heard footsteps again. Great, I thought as I saw that hulking guard step into view again. Another interrogation. โAlright, alright,โ I said, holding my hands up as the guard opened my cell door. โIโm coming. No need to toss me over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes this time.โ We followed the same path back up to that room, just as before. Only this time, the guard glanced at me over his shoulder. โYou didnโt eat.โ I curled my lip at him. โWhy would I eat your food? Maybe itโs poisoned.โ He didnโt reply to that, just huffed and turned back around. I stuck my tongue out at the back of his head and continued following him up the steps. Once again, I was taken to that same interrogation room from before. I walked in without needing to be shoved this time. โLike I said before, Iโm not a spโโ My words cut off as I saw what was waiting for me. Neil was there, of course, in that fur cloak again, black hair cascading down his shoulders and almost blending in with the black fur on the cloakโs collar. But it wasnโt him who I was looking at. It was the extra cloak that was folded up on the table. โThis is for me?โ I found myself asking. Neil merely shrugged. โYou seemed cold last time. Maybe a bit of warmth will make you finally tell me the truth.โ Ah. There it is. I folded my arms across my chest and stuck my chin out. โI already told you the truth.โ โIs that so?โ The Lycan prince cocked his head, causing his silky dark hair to slither across his shoulder. โAnd you expect me to simply believe you? How do I know that this so-called โmate bondโ of ours wasnโt concocted by your country to try and manipulate me?โ Throwing my hands up in the air, I said, โAre you kidding me? As if Iโd ever want to fake a mate bond with someone like you.โ Neil pulled his shoulders back, puffing his chest out. โFunny. One would expect a delicate little petal such as yourself to be glad to have a mate whoโs a prince of the Lycans. Did your employer tell you to pretend like you donโt want me? Figured it would strike a nerve and make me open up to you?โ I couldnโt help but laugh. โFirst of all, there is no โemployerโ. And second, Iโm not pretending.โ I took a step closer, speaking slowly, enunciating each word. โI. Donโt. Want. You.โ โHa. We have a comedian in our midst,โ Neil retorted, stepping toward me as well. โI see the way your breasts heave when you look at me. Even now, your pupils are dilated. I can practically smell the lust on you.โ โWishful thinking,โ I growled in response, closing the distance further. By now, we were mere inches apart, just as we had been when our wolves had recognized one another. I willed my fangs to drop again, but it was still no useโmy wolf was too weak, too exhausted from the whole ordeal to even pick up Neilโs scent. โIf only Iโd drowned in the ocean today,โ I murmured, my words laced with venom. โThen I never would have had to find out that my fated mate is a barbarian.โ The princeโs eyes flashed. Suddenly, he was on meโcaging me against the stone wall, palm pressed into the rocks above my head, nostrils flaring. 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| 2194778 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004045 | 1746634325 | 1634 | fb.lovenovelshort.com | Learn more | VIDEO | Continue reading | https://fb.lovenovelshort.com/book/loading/page/novelshortnew/150954281377?utm_campaign={{campaign.id}}&utm_content={{campaign.name}} | 3.9006697752908E+14 | Novel Short-Romance Novel | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463304751_559241249973869_6222581013797612162_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=w7FIkYAbmDkQ7kNvgG82FH1&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AXrAyRW28EqA1SrAXkAmaDJ&oh=00_AYD7bdSifncm5Yhyswod4Tto7g3GRVv21FYo9P51PVHmbg&oe=67145703 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Let Me Go, Alpha Chapter 1 The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. Despite everything, I still wanted to be with him, hoping time would change everything. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied, Theia. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. Don't expect that I'll return your affection," he spat in disdain. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โSince you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ โIโm sorry,โ he whispered, โTheia... Iโm so, so sorry. Let's start over again, okay?โ โโ I ran, my heart pounding in my heart like a drumbeat I couldnโt escape. The scent of blood thickened in the air as I neared the packโs border, and a sickening dread crawled up my spine. "Eris!" I screamed her name, prayingโbeggingโthat I was wrong. But then I saw her. My legs nearly gave out as I reached the clearing. There, lying crumpled among the blood-soaked grass, was my daughterโs mangled body. her frame twisted at unnatural angles and blood... so much blood. It pooled around her, seeping into the earth as if the very ground was weeping for her. "Eris!" I choked out again, falling to my knees beside her. Her tiny hand was still wrapped around a cluster of medicinal herbs, clenched so tightly her knuckles had gone white. "No... no..." My voice cracked, barely above a whisper. I rocked her back and forth, tears streaming down my face, mixing with the blood on her clothes. "I'm so sorry. I wasnโt there. I wasnโt there to protect you." Eris had been everything. My world. My hope. And now... now she was nothing more than a cold body in my arms. I called Dinlas over and over, desperate and hysterical, but I couldn't get through to him. When he finally answered, I barely had time to speak before he barked, โWhereโs Erin? I told her to get the herb. Why isnโt she back yet? Victoriaโs waiting!โ "You-" I hadn't finished my words when I heard Victoria's coquettish voice sounded. "It hurts Dinlas..." "Tell your daughter to hurry up, or else she won't like what I'll do to her!" After saying that, Dinlas cut off the line and even blocked our mind link. I couldnโt believe what I heard. The same old story. The same disregard for our family. The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. This year, they had insisted on bringing Eris along. Victoria had said she wanted to โget closeโ to our daughter, to โbondโ with her, as if the years of resentment and neglect could be undone with a few pleasantries. I should have known better. I should have refused. But I hadnโt. And now my daughter was gone. I wanted to bury her remains, but Eris' body was Incomplete, and I could only choose to cremate her. Days passed in a blur. I kept myself busy, or at least tried to, but no amount of distraction could lift the weight pressing down on me. Every corner of the house felt colder and darker without my daughter. I couldn't stop thinking about how everything could have been different. Maybe if I had fought harder, maybe if I hadโ The door burst open with a loud crash, shattering my thoughts. I blinked and looked up, startled, just in time to see Dinlas storming in. His eyes were dark with fury. โWhere's the medicine?โ Dinlas roared, his voice vibrating through the walls. I stood frozen for a moment, his rage slamming into me like a tidal wave. โWhat?โ โEris!โ he bellowed, eyes blazing as he stepped closer. โWhere is she? I told her to get the herb, but she didnโt come back to the party. Did you hide her? Tell her to apologize to Victoria right now! Victoriaโs been nothing but generous despite what Erin did! Look how youโve spoiled her! Don't you know that Victoria was forced to stay in the clinic because of that?!โ I forced myself to stand tall, even though everything inside me was crumbling. I didn't care whether Victoria died, or if something bad happened to her, I just wanted to end everything today. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โYou have no right to discipline Erin. Since you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ His eyes flashed with anger, and he tore the papers with his claws. โErin did something wrong, and you want to divorce me because I'm trying to discipline her? You've gone nuts!โ โDiscipline? What did Erin do wrong, Dinlas? What crime did she commit that you sent her out alone to get that freaking herb? Do you even know what happened to her?โ But before I could finish, he snapped, โEnough! I told her to get the herb. So what? She's already grown up, and she had alpha bloodโwhat could have happened? Sheโs always whining to you because you're spoiling her!โ โShe's just five years old! She couldn't shift yet, but you're treating her as if she's one of your warriors!โ I took a deep breath and added, "I'm done with all of this nonsense. Just divorce me like you've always wanted to." I handed him another set of divorce papers and said coldly, โErin wonโt trouble you anymore. Just sign it.โ My daughter was innocent, but her only mistake was being born into this family. Dinlasโs face darkened, his voice rising in fury. โEnough with your nonsense! I gave you what you wanted before and now you want a divorce? Do you think youโll get custody? Dream on!โ Without waiting for me to speak, he stormed out in a rage. Tsk. It seemed that he thought I was just simply throwing tantrums, and my anger would soon pass. But this time was different. I was exhausted and I just wanted to get far away from here. Chapter 2 Iโd always known Dinlas wasnโt mineโnot really. The Fates had never tied our souls together, no invisible string drawing us closer, no signs from the Moon Goddess to tell me he was my destined mate. But that never stopped me from loving him. Loving him from afar, silently, without expectations. Dinlas, the son of the Alpha, always seemed so far above me, like a star I could admire but never touch. The only reason I was ever close to him was because of my mother. She was Oureaโs protectorโthe Lunaโs personal warrior. My mother had earned her place through years of service, loyalty, and strength, but even so, our family wasnโt the same as Dinlasโ. Our worlds were close, but still apart, separated by an unspoken barrier of rank and destiny. Then one day, the rival wolves broke through the pack's border and attacked us without warning, savage and desperate. I wasnโt there, but I heard the storiesโhow my mother stood in front of Luna Ourea, shielding her from the rival' attack. She fought them off but at the cost of her life. By the time the others arrived, it was too late. My mother had saved the Luna, but she couldnโt save herself. I was called to her side, the scent of blood thick in the air, her life slipping away with every breath. I knelt beside her, holding her hand, trying to be strong for her, but I could feel her slipping. Her grip weakened, and her voice trembled as she spoke her final wordsโnot to me, but to Ourea. โPlease fulfill Theiaโs wish,โ she said, her voice barely a whisper. โMarry her to Dinlas. Thatโs all I ask.โ Ourea nodded, her face stricken with grief and guilt. She agreed, and I could see the weight of my motherโs death pressing down on her, the burden of a promise she didnโt want to make. I knew it wasnโt out of love or kindness. It was because my mother had died for her. And so, I was promised to Dinlas. I should have felt joy, and on some level, I did. After all, I had dreamed of this moment my entire life. I had loved him quietly, patiently, and now, in a way, he was mine. But it wasnโt how I had imagined. My mother was gone, and there was no warmth in Dinlasโ eyes when he looked at me. Still, I tried to find comfort in the fact that I could finally be with the man I had always wanted, even if he didnโt love me back. However, on our wedding night, Dinlas made sure I knew the truth. We stood alone in our chamber, the ceremony long over, the pack celebrating outside. I waited, heart pounding, hoping for some sign of affection, some acknowledgment that I was his wife now. But when he spoke, his voice was cold, void of emotion. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. I'll respect my motherโs wishes, but don't expect that I'll return your affection." True to his word, Dinlas maintained the image of a devoted husband in front of others. Our marriage was a sham, but I still loved him, so I stayed quiet, playing the role of the dutiful wife, pretending that the ache in my chest wasnโt tearing me apart. He didn't celebrate Erin's birth and even said she shouldn't have been born as a daughter. I thought everything would change once I married him, but instead, I was the one trapped in a loveless marriage. The life I had gained by sacrifice now felt like a curse. After Erin died, I returned to the small, rundown home where Iโd lived with my mother. However, I knew that I wouldn't be able to move forward if I stayed there, so I packed my things, held the urn, and was about to leave, but before I could step out, the door swung open. "I've looked for her everywhere but Eris is not here. Where did you hide her?" "Where is Erin? Bring her out now!" I clutched the urn tighter, my heart pounding as I met Dinlas' furious glare. "You have no right to even speak her name. Get out and take your mistress with you!" My defiance only stoked the fire in his eyes. His voice dripped with venom as he stepped closer. "Shut up. I guess Iโve been far too lenient with you. You've raised Erin to be as twisted as you!" The blood froze in my veins as his command swept through me. I bit my lip and defied him. "Erin is just five years old! What could you possibly blame her for?" Victoria stepped forward, her movements deliberate, pulling away her mask to reveal a face covered in angry red welts. Her eyes were glassy with unshed tears as she looked at Dinlas. โI just wanted to get closer to her, but it seems she Eris doesn't like me. Don't blame her, Dinlas; she probably didn't know what she gave me was wolfsbane.โ Dinlas exploded. "Stop defending her! Eris scarred your face because Theia has poisoned her mind!" I stared at him, incredulous. "Dinlas, sheโs your daughter! How could you accuse her without evidence?!" Glaring at me, Dinlas thundered, "I saw it with my own eyes when Eris hurled the wolfsbane on Victoria's face! Do you think I'm blind? Get her here and I'll teach her a lesson!" "She won't be coming because she's dead..." I retorted with difficulty. Chapter 3 "Theia, you don't have to lie just to hide Eris. We just wanted to understand why she tried to kill me. You know that wolfsbane is dangerous for us, but you still let her do that," Victoria said softly, but her words grated at my ears. โHow dare you!โ My whole body shook with the force of my fury as I glared at Victoria, her venomous accusations still ringing in my ears. She stood there, smug, her eyes gleaming with malice as if she had every right to speak about Eris like that. โI wonโt let you smear her name!โ I screamed, my vision blurring with tears of rage. โEris didnโt try to kill you! She wouldnโtโsheโs dead because of you!โ Without thinking, I lunged at her, my claws unsheathing as my anger took over. The only thing I wanted at that moment was to tear her apart, to see her face as twisted and broken as mine felt inside. If it werenโt for Victoria, Eris would still be alive. Victoria didnโt even flinch as I came at her, but before I could reach her, Dinlas moved between us, his aura crashing down on me like a tidal wave. โStay still,โ he commanded, his voice heavy with authority. My body froze instantly, the weight of his Alpha aura crushing me. It was as if I were being suffocated, my limbs locked in place, my muscles straining against the invisible chains holding me down. I fought itโgods, I fought so hardโbut the more I struggled, the more the pain grew. It felt like my bones were being ground into dust, every nerve in my body screaming in protest. I could barely breathe, let alone fight. "You're prepared, aren't you? You even made this fake urn to fool me," Dinlas spat. Only then did I realize I was still holding the glass jarโthe urn that held what little remained of Eris. Before I could react, Dinlas reached out and snatched the jar from me. โGive me that.โ โNo!โ I cried, panic flooding my chest. I tried to hold on, but he was stronger. The urn slipped from my grasp as he yanked it from my hand, and I watched in horror as he hurled it across the room. It shattered against the wall with a deafening crash, glass shards raining down in a cascade of destruction. Erisโ ashes were scattered across the floor like dust in the wind. โNo!โ I screamed, โHow could youโhow could you?โ "Still lying? Since you like ruining faces, I'll ruin yours!" Before I could process the heartbreak, Dinlas grabbed me by the back of my neck and slammed me to the ground. My face hit the cold stone floor, and I felt the sharp sting as the glass shards from the shattered urn pierced my skin. Pain radiated through my body, but it was nothing compared to the anguish I felt watching the remains of my daughter being desecrated right in front of me. Dinlas pressed his hand into the back of my head, forcing my face further into the shards. The metallic scent of blood mixing with the scent of ash. โWhere are you hiding her?โ Dinlas growled, his voice low and dangerous. โWhere is Eris?โ I choked on a sob, my entire body trembling with pain and rage. โSheโs dead, Dinlas!โ I screamed through gritted teeth, my voice muffled by the floor. โEnough!โ His voice boomed in the room, silencing me with its force. His grip tightened on my neck, and I could feel his anger like a storm crashing down on me. โI wonโt ask again,โ he said, his voice a deadly whisper. โWhere. Is. She?โ He thought I was hiding Eris? He thought I was lying to him, protecting her? The absurdity of it burned in my heart, mixing with the grief and the rage until I could hardly think straight. "You want a divorce? Fine then, but youโll never see Eris again." Upon saying that, he stood up and called his beta through the pack link. "Prepare the divorce paper, and look for Eris. Leave no stone unturned." He listened for a moment, then his expression shifted slightly as the voice on the other end hesitated. "Alpha Dinlas... Eris... Eris is dead. The night you sent her to Northhill Mountain, she was attacked by a group of rival, so we had no choice but to cremate her. Today was supposed to be her burial..." As soon as his words fell, Dinlas froze, seemingly unwilling to believe his trusted aid. | Novel Short-Romance Novel | 1590 | https://www.facebook.com/61563210940674/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Mated to my stepfather, I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you do this for me again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. My stepfather, Alpha Andrรฉ stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. What the hell? *** Chapter 1 Olivia's POV I sat in my living room, rocking back and forth on my father's old chair. I could still smell his scent on the old leather, bringing tears to my eyes. In my arms, I cradled the porcelain jar that held my dadโs ashes. It still felt like a dream. I pinched myself multiple times to wake myself up from this nightmare, but I only ended up with bruises on my arms each time my fingernails sank into my skin, drawing blood. This was no dream. Dad was dead. It was almost unbelievable, but it was true. I glanced over at the table, and on it was the letter the Luna of my pack had delivered to me during Dad's funeral. I picked it up and read through it for the tenth time. Regardless of how many times I read it, I still couldn't believe she was coming here after everything that she did, after all this time. That was impossible. Yet, my suitcase was packed beside me because Luna Mia had also been quite clear on her stance. Since Dad was gone, I had to leave. I was leaving my pack, the only home I had known all my life, to stay withโฆ Knock! Knock! Knock! I was jerked from my brooding. I carefully placed the jar on the table and walked to the door. The impatient knocking came again, and the air was suddenly filled with the scent of expensive, intrusive perfume, which almost blurred Dad's scent, that was still lingering in the room. I walked to the door, flung it open, and saw her. My mother. She was nothing like I remembered from her lips, which were a bright red, and the flashy large hoop earrings that were dangling on both ears. She cleared her throat, interrupting my assessment, "God! You look like a mess, Olivia.โ Her eyes swept over me in one fair swoop of disgust. "You should brush your hair. It looks like a bird's nest." Her voice was high and full of mockery. This was exactly like I remembered. Only that, Dad used to be at the receiving end of that mockery. Now, it was me. "What are you doing here, Nicole?โ She gasped and looked at me angrily, and I took joy in seeing the displeasure on her face as her lips turned down angrily at the sides. "Where are your manners, young lady? Need I remind you that I am still your mother.โ I scoffed. A person like her could call herself a mother? Without waiting for my reply, Nicole pushed past me and entered the house. I closed the door and watched her in anger as she looked around. "Still looks the same. Your father never changed those filthy sofas after all." She turned to me again. "You got my letter, didn't you?" I folded my arms and stared angrily at her. "Yeah, I did. Tell me this is some joke." My mother laughed sarcastically and suddenly glared at me angrily, โLook, Liv..." "Don't call me Liv.โ That was something that only my loved ones could call me. She was not on that list. Although there was no list anymore as there had been only one personโDad. And he was not even here anymore. Another wave of heartache hit me while Nicole rolled her eyes and ignored my comment. "Look, I don't have much time. Get your stuff and get into the car, and if I feel like it, I can explain things to you." She gave the house one last disgusted look over and walked out. I sighed angrily and sat in my dad's chair. What was all this? Why did she have to come? When I had gotten the letter from the packโs Luna, a part of me had desperately hoped that it was some prank and that she wouldnโt make it. After all, I had spent thirteen years waiting for her to walk through these same doors. Yet, she had ended up coming. I heard a low rumbling sound, and I looked out of the window; I saw a black BMW. I raised my eyebrow in surprise. That was my mother's ride? Where on earth did she... The car outside honked its horn, and I knew my time here was up. Still holding the jar with my dad's ashes, I dragged my suitcase out of the door. My mum finally stopped honking as I walked up to the car with my suitcase. "I don't even know why you even bother carrying those ashes. Your hands are all dirty. Could you not get them on my seats? They're Italian leather." I scoffed angrily. How dare she? "You're unbelievable! How could you say that about Dad?!" She rolled her eyes and gave me a pointed stare. "Do you even know how much Italian leather costs?" I was dumbfounded, but she couldn't care less. "For the record," I said in a grim tone. "I am only tagging along because Dad would have wanted me to. I'd rather be dead with him than go anywhere with you." โThat would have been better, Liv,โ she mumbled and turned away. If I had expected that anything would be different after thirteen years and a new ride, I was awfully wrong, and Nicole was in a hurry to let me know. โDriver, step on it. I have things to do." The driver started the car, and then we sped away, leaving my old life, house and everything I have ever known behind. "How long is this ride?" I asked, turning back to the window. It felt like we had been driving for hours. The scenery was lovely. There were lots of flowers and beautiful trees, and the grass was lush green. Soon, we pulled up in front of a large mansion, and its grandeur took my breath away. "I forgot to mention that your stepfather is the Alpha of this pack. He owns this place," my mom said, brimming with pride, and I resisted an eye roll. Before I could say anything else, the driver opened the door, and she stepped out. However, I remained in the car, boiling with anger as my shock vanished into thin air. This explained everything. She was such a gold-digger! She had abandoned Dad and me all these years to marry some old, rich Alpha. My stomach churned in disgust at my mother. Suddenly, the door opened, and the driver stood beside it. "Miss Olivia, do you need help with your bags?" "No," I said, coarsely. "I can sort myself out." I got out of the car, hoisted my suitcase out, and kept my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm. I walked to the front door and saw my mother waiting for me. "I see you finally got out. I was starting to think that the magnificence of this place had rendered your little legs paralysed." Her voice was haughty and arrogant, and I felt my cheeks burn hot with fury. We walked inside and were face to face with a giant golden staircase. I was taken aback. This house was huge! Maids walked by my mother and me, greeting her as โLuna', and each time I heard it, I felt my insides boil hotter, and sadness washed over me. I couldn't believe she had been here all this time, basking in all this wealth while we struggled daily to get by. The sound of hurried steps echoed, and Mom turned to me and whispered harshly. "Get out of here. The maids will show you to your room." I raised an eyebrow and folded my arms defiantly. "No." "I'm warning you, Olivia. And keep your voice down." I scoffed. "Last I checked, this house belongs to your boo thing, not you. I need him to say it if he doesn't want me here. And I hope he says it so I can get out of here." Every nerve in my body tingled with electricity as the steps got closer. What was happening to me? With my heart thumping against my chest, I turned to look at the staircase. Every thought cleared from my head as I looked at him. My heart skipped a beat, and every step he took towards us made me feel like I could not breathe or look away from the perfection that he was. Built like some Greek god, the man walking down the staircase looked like he had walked out of some human magazine cover, and I felt myself melt under his dominance as soon as he was in front of me. His aura made my body shiver with pleasure, admiration and awe. โMATEโ, my wolf growled. "Alpha Andrรฉ, good afternoon.โ My mom spoke up, and it was only then that I noticed that every other head was bowed except mine. Wait, Alpha? My eyes widened as I did the maths. This was her new husband? He was the last thing from an old, rich Alpha, and I was struggling to pull my eyes away from him. How on earth did he end up with someone like Nicole? Ignoring Nicole, his eyes fell on me, "who is this?โ Chapter 2 Olivia's POV โWho is this?โ His deep, sonorous voice resonated throughout the room, and my body tingled to the sound. I felt his green eyes wash over me in one swoop, and I instantly felt giddy while butterflies began to flap in my stomach. Without trying to be discreet, I checked him out properly. His hair was dark, and his muscular torso strained against his tight shirt, outlining his abs and pecs. I felt myself drooling with desire. I couldn't explain what I felt, but a part of me was yearning for him. His face was dashingly handsome, and my eyes trailed down to his sharp and chiselled jaw. I gawked at his soft lips and began to imagine how it would feel to kiss themโฆ Shocked at my thoughts, I shook my head to push those unholy thoughts away. But the moment my eyes met his one more time, I was stuck. There was no way that he was my stepdad. Alpha Andrรฉ raised his eyebrow; he looked pretty intrigued, and I felt the lump in my throat disappear. "My name is Olivia. I'm Nicole's dโฆ" "Sister!" said my mom, cutting in nervously. "She is my sister from a distant pack." I stared at Nicole, stunned. She didn't want him to know that I was her daughter. "Screw you!" I yelled angrily at her, and she gave me a death stare. I ignored it and turned to Andrรฉ. I was almost caught off guard by his sparkling green eyes. "I'm Nicole's daughter. It seems she left that part out of her resumรฉ when she applied to be your wife." From the corner of my eyes, I could see Mom getting red in the face, and her anger was burning hot, but I didn't care. I was determined to push her buttons. "Nicole didn't tell me about you. Either way, it is nice to meet you." I felt some confidence stir up in me. I just felt this connection, and it felt like I could say anything to him. "Are you sure having a wife you know nothing about is smart? She could kill you in your sleep, you know." I watched as his smooth lips curled into a smirk, making him more dashing. God, he was so s*xy! How on earth did Mum bag him? I watched him as he turned his head to one of the maids who stood nearby, supposedly waiting for his next order. "You. Prepare a room for her on the third floor. Make sure it is comfortable." He turned back towards the stairs, and Mum and I followed him behind. "So tell me about yourself, Olivia. You have a beautiful name, I must say." I felt my cheeks get hot. I felt the butterflies in my stomach flutter madly. "Well, there wouldn't be much to say if only Nicole had told you about me sooner. I'm done with high school and taking a break year before I start college andโฆ" There was not much about me, and my introduction ended after a few sentences. However, I was trapped by his captivating green eyes. More than once, his arm brushed mine, and I felt heated passion fill me up, just waiting to burst out. When I looked him in the face, I caught his eyes looking at my lips before looking back at me. This was torturous. And he was my stepfather! We finally reached the third floor, and Mum rushed to him, pushing me aside rudely. โAlpha, I donโt think Olivia should stay on the first floor. She has night terrors at times and might wake you if she stays on the same floor as you." I was stunned. What was Mum getting at?! What night terrors? On the bright side, Andrรฉ ignored her and disappeared into a room on the third floor. Mom turned and stared at me angrily. โDo I need to remind you that you are here as a guest? You should know your place. I am still your mother whether you like it or not." I glared back at her with the same intensity, "Back off! I'm not the one who asked to be dragged here. That was all on you. You planned this with Dad.โ I took a deep breath, my anger coursing through every vein, โAlso, I think you are the one who should know their place. You. Are. Not. My. Mum." I watched as her face changed into different shades of white. She gave me one furious glare and then headed down to the second floor. After a while, one of the maids walked up to me. "Miss Olivia, please follow me to your room. It is ready for you,โ she said with a small bow and led the way. I followed behind her and dragged my suitcase along with me. I still had my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm, and I wondered if he was watching all of this. Soon, we stopped at a time just a few doors away from the room Alpha Andrรฉ had disappeared into. "Your room, Miss Olivia. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes. Please be ready. Here is the key. Do make yourself comfortable." The maid handed me the key and headed downstairs. I was left alone in the lobby. I took a deep breath and stared at the key in my hand. I was here; there was no turning back now. I slotted it into the keyhole and turned it, and with a click, it opened. Nothing could have prepared me for the sight I saw. My room was huge! There was enough space in here to throw a party. The walls were a beautiful pale pink, and a chandelier hung on the ceiling, elegantly flooding the room with light. The reading table was made out of smooth wood, and a laptop and detached keyboard were on it. I dropped my suitcase and walked over to the bed. The sheets were made of rich, smooth and soft silk, and the mattress was so comfy that it felt like I was sleeping on a cottony heap of clouds. โOkay. I could get used to this.โ I got off the bed, took off my clothes and wrapped a towel around my body. I needed to have a quick shower before dinner. I smelled all sweaty. After the shower, I changed into something nicer and did my hair. The shower gel was expensive and exotic, and I smelled like wild peaches. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Miss Olivia, are you ready for dinner? The Alpha has requested that you eat with him." I was about to say something, but my stomach rumbled, cutting me off. "I will be down in a few minutes." The maid nodded and walked away, and in a few minutes, I was out of my room, heading downstairs. "Miss Olivia, where are you going?" I turned around and saw the maid who had called me for dinner. "I'm sorry. I'm looking for the dining room." The maid shook her head and smiled politely. "I'm sorry. I must have missed something while I was giving you the message. Dinner will be in the Alpha's personal room on the third floor." I stared at the maid with wide-open eyes. "What..?!" Chapter 3 Andrรฉโs POV I smelled her even before the door opened, and my hands clenched around the chairโs handle as Olivia entered my private quarters. Her body was tense, and she looked around curiously before her gaze settled on me. As though unnerved, she looked away immediately. How did the moon goddess create such perfection? To reward my waiting? I had spent more than twenty years waiting for my fated mate. For the one, the one that was made for me. Yet, there had been nothing. Eventually, I had settled for an arrangement for the pack's sake. But she was here now. And she was the best f**king thing I have laid my eyes on. โWhereโs Nicole?โ She squeaked, her voice barely audible. I would have missed it if all of my senses werenโt focused on her. I wanted to know everything. I needed to take in her smile, her beautiful blue eyes that shone like the sea. f**k, I could already imagine running my hands through those large blond curls that fell over her shoulders. It took me some seconds to realise I hadnโt answered her. Nicole. It had been relatively easy to tell that they didnโt have the best relationship. Just now, when her mother had been there, she had been fierce and stubborn, like a fiery temptress. My temptress. โNicole wonโt be joining us,โ I replied and saw her wring her fingers together. Could she not feel it? Dinner went by slowly, and every now and then, Olivia would look up at me, her blue eyes probing and curious. I was dying to know her, too. But from what Nicoleโs driver had reported, she had just lost her father. A part of me was tempted to stand up and close the distance between us. To wrap her in my arms and let her know she had me now. Nothing was going to hurt her. But I didnโt want to scare her away. She was too important to me. I took a deep breath, calming my wolf that was pushing to claim his mate and my c0ck that was starting to react just from the thought of having Olivia in my arms. โDamn man, when did I get laid last?โ I wasnโt attracted to Nicole, but as my Luna, she had the most important thing I needed; she could handle matters very cleanly and made running the pack's internal affairs seem easy. Also, because of how hard she worked, it also meant that I had to give her a certain level of face here in my pack. Meetings outside the pack and checking over my company in the human world were among the few times that gave me a chance to get laid. I hadnโt been to one in two months. That had to be why. โIโm done,โ Olivia said, her voice breaking through my thoughts and my spine straightened. I frowned as I looked at her plate and the dishes in front of her; although I had spaced out just now, it was not enough time for her to have eaten enough food. โAre you uncomfortable?โ I asked, and she looked down, biting her lips. Damn. The very action sent some command to my c0ck, and I could feel it stirring in my pants. โThereโs nothing to be worried about; I wonโt bite.โ That was a lie. I had every intention to bite. Especially with the way she was biting down on her lower lip. โIf you donโt like these, you can have dessert,โ I snapped my hands, and one of the kitchen staff walked out with a tray in his arm. I didnโt like sweets, but I had instructed them to make them for her. I almost gave myself a back pat when her eyes brightened at the popsicles before her. When she picked one up, I realised just how large it was. Her small, pouty mouth was way too small for that. Entranced, I watched as my little mate placed the giant popsicle in her mouth, and as I had guessed, she could only lick from a small corner. A m0@n fell from her mouth as she tasted it, and every nerve in my body tightened. If she continued at this rate, I wasnโt sure I could hold back from bending her over this table and claiming her as mine. โCan your mouth take all of it in?โ I asked, and Oliviaโs face flushed red, and she burst into a coughing fit. I shot up and rushed to her side without thinking. A move that I regretted because one whiff of her sweet floral scent was more than enough to bring me to my knees. My c0ck was hard, and my balls were heavy from being around and watching her. I moved behind the chair. I couldnโt let her see just how hard I was for her. For my โstepdaughterโ Olivia stood up, and my eyes followed her every move. Was she feeling the mate pull the way I was? I could never know if she did because right before I could say a word, Olivia dashed off. My dining room, the same place I had dined in for more than twenty years now, felt too big for my liking. Too empty. Did this affect my little mate? โAlpha, we caught a maid about to report to Miss Nicole about the dinner,โ one of my assistants stepped into the dining room and reported. โRemove all the unnecessary help on this floor.โ Nicole was nosy, and I wasnโt ignorant of the fact that she had spent the last year trying to win over my staff. Unfortunately, her position was about to be vacant. My mate was here. Irritation bubbled in my throat as I remembered their relationship. That was one hell of a trick from the moon goddess. However, that didnโt matter. Nothing could keep me from my Olivia. โOlivia,โ I called out, testing her name, and when I couldnโt hold it in anymore, I stood up, striding out of the dining room. I didnโt want her to be away from me. She had barely eaten anything, but judging by how petite she was, I suspected that food was not on her list of favourite things. Chapter 4 Olivia's POV I ate in silence and stole glances at him. Sometimes, our eyes would meet and lock, and I'd turn away silently, though not without getting a lovely glance at his lips. I wanted to kiss them so badly. The way his lips moved as he chewed filled me with thoughts. I could only imagine how it would feel to have those lips kiss me and travel down, downโฆ down. f**k! I took one hand off the table and placed it on my lap, gripping my dress tightly. I squeezed my legs and felt something wet on my thigh. "Keep it together, Olivia." I stopped eating for a brief moment, and I caught him licking the back of his spoon. I gasped as the sensations between my legs spiked. What was he doing to me? "I'm done." I put my spoon down and turned my head away, trying to hide my blush. The food was delicious but I couldn't eat anymore, not like this. I could feel my juices dripping down my legs. I had to excuse myself from the table. โAre you uncomfortable?โ he asked, slowly putting down his spoon and gazing at me with those grey eyes. I shook my head. I couldn't dare open my mouth. m0@ns had replaced all words. I couldn't let them escape. โThereโs nothing to be worried about; I wonโt bite.โ I wanted him to bite me, a love bite. I wanted to see red marks on my skin caused by his lips svcking every inch of me. Dessert soon came as he snapped his fingers, and the air was filled with a sweet, fruity scent. My eyes lit up. Popsicles! The waiter dropped the tray with them on the table and walked away. I helped myself to one. It was huge! My eyes washed over it slowly. I love sweets, but I wanted something sweeter. I tried to svck it all at once, but it was way too big for my mouth. I started from the corner and made my way down his big c0ck. f**k! Did I say 'c0ck'? It was too late. The image was already etched in my mind. svcking his c0ck slowly, feeling the sensations run down his spine as my tongue played with him. I began to m0@n softly as I svcked on the popsicle; my eyes closed with content. โCan your mouth take all of it in?โ Andrรฉ asked. I looked up and found his eyes watching me keenly. Oh no! What if he knew I was thinking aboutโฆ "Cough! Cough! I have toโฆ cough!โฆ go." I rushed out of his room and ran to mine. I bolted the door and walked to my bed. What had happened? I lay down and tried to calm myself down. "Deep breaths, Liv, deep breaths." I slipped my hand under my dress and felt my underwear. I was soaked through. I sighed. I needed to have a shower. I moved my hand slightly and grazed the tip of my bud. A m0@n escaped my lips, and I was immediately silent. The best idea was to take my hand out, shower and forget this whole debacle. I moved my hand, but I grazed my bud again. Another sigh escaped my lips. f**k it! I moved my fingers, lightly caressing my swollen bud. The sensations made me shiver. I wished these were Andrรฉ's fingers. My m0@ns grew louder. I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My hands undid my front zip and dove into my bosom. My nips were so hard. I wanted him to svck them. My fingers moved faster and suddenly plunged inside me. "AhhhโฆAndrรฉโฆ!" His c0ck filled me up. I felt its girth as it touched the walls of my pu$$y. It was huge. He pulled out after a while and moved his lips closer to my face; his husky, deep voice filled my ears. "Are you sure you can take all of me?" I didn't even need to reply, and he penetrated me again. My body tensed up and gripped his hard c0ck tight. His thrvsts were slow and shallow. "Yes. Yes, please don't stop." He plunged deeper, and I grabbed the sheets. I was dazed yet still greedy. I wanted more. "AhhhhโฆAndrรฉ. I need more Andrรฉ. Please give me more." His tempo increased, and so did my m0@ns. His name was on my breath, his scent in my nostrils, his lips on my skin and his hands in my hair. My body squirmed desperately, and I felt myself tighten. I heard his voice in my ears. "Are you going to come for me?" "Yes, Andrรฉ. Please don't stop." The tempo picked up, and I m0@ned louder and harder. My face was flushed. My pu$$y was soaked, and I could hear sputtering sounds as he continued to f**k me deep. My legs trembled, and my voice could barely be heard. I gripped the sheets harder, pulling out from the side that they were tucked in neatly. My breathing became wheezy as the sensations shot up. His dรญck went harder and deeper inside me, filling me up perfectly. My legs felt numb. Any more, and I wouldโฆ "Ahhhhhhhhโฆ" My body jolted, and my juices poured out of my, streaming down my legs and soaking the bed. I felt my forehead and beads of sweat got stuck to my hand. 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Despite everything, I still wanted to be with him, hoping time would change everything. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied, Theia. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. Don't expect that I'll return your affection," he spat in disdain. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โSince you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ โIโm sorry,โ he whispered, โTheia... Iโm so, so sorry. Let's start over again, okay?โ โโ I ran, my heart pounding in my heart like a drumbeat I couldnโt escape. The scent of blood thickened in the air as I neared the packโs border, and a sickening dread crawled up my spine. "Eris!" I screamed her name, prayingโbeggingโthat I was wrong. But then I saw her. My legs nearly gave out as I reached the clearing. There, lying crumpled among the blood-soaked grass, was my daughterโs mangled body. her frame twisted at unnatural angles and blood... so much blood. It pooled around her, seeping into the earth as if the very ground was weeping for her. "Eris!" I choked out again, falling to my knees beside her. Her tiny hand was still wrapped around a cluster of medicinal herbs, clenched so tightly her knuckles had gone white. "No... no..." My voice cracked, barely above a whisper. I rocked her back and forth, tears streaming down my face, mixing with the blood on her clothes. "I'm so sorry. I wasnโt there. I wasnโt there to protect you." Eris had been everything. My world. My hope. And now... now she was nothing more than a cold body in my arms. I called Dinlas over and over, desperate and hysterical, but I couldn't get through to him. When he finally answered, I barely had time to speak before he barked, โWhereโs Erin? I told her to get the herb. Why isnโt she back yet? Victoriaโs waiting!โ "You-" I hadn't finished my words when I heard Victoria's coquettish voice sounded. "It hurts Dinlas..." "Tell your daughter to hurry up, or else she won't like what I'll do to her!" After saying that, Dinlas cut off the line and even blocked our mind link. I couldnโt believe what I heard. The same old story. The same disregard for our family. The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. This year, they had insisted on bringing Eris along. Victoria had said she wanted to โget closeโ to our daughter, to โbondโ with her, as if the years of resentment and neglect could be undone with a few pleasantries. I should have known better. I should have refused. But I hadnโt. And now my daughter was gone. I wanted to bury her remains, but Eris' body was Incomplete, and I could only choose to cremate her. Days passed in a blur. I kept myself busy, or at least tried to, but no amount of distraction could lift the weight pressing down on me. Every corner of the house felt colder and darker without my daughter. I couldn't stop thinking about how everything could have been different. Maybe if I had fought harder, maybe if I hadโ The door burst open with a loud crash, shattering my thoughts. I blinked and looked up, startled, just in time to see Dinlas storming in. His eyes were dark with fury. โWhere's the medicine?โ Dinlas roared, his voice vibrating through the walls. I stood frozen for a moment, his rage slamming into me like a tidal wave. โWhat?โ โEris!โ he bellowed, eyes blazing as he stepped closer. โWhere is she? I told her to get the herb, but she didnโt come back to the party. Did you hide her? Tell her to apologize to Victoria right now! Victoriaโs been nothing but generous despite what Erin did! Look how youโve spoiled her! Don't you know that Victoria was forced to stay in the clinic because of that?!โ I forced myself to stand tall, even though everything inside me was crumbling. I didn't care whether Victoria died, or if something bad happened to her, I just wanted to end everything today. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โYou have no right to discipline Erin. Since you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ His eyes flashed with anger, and he tore the papers with his claws. โErin did something wrong, and you want to divorce me because I'm trying to discipline her? You've gone nuts!โ โDiscipline? What did Erin do wrong, Dinlas? What crime did she commit that you sent her out alone to get that freaking herb? Do you even know what happened to her?โ But before I could finish, he snapped, โEnough! I told her to get the herb. So what? She's already grown up, and she had alpha bloodโwhat could have happened? Sheโs always whining to you because you're spoiling her!โ โShe's just five years old! She couldn't shift yet, but you're treating her as if she's one of your warriors!โ I took a deep breath and added, "I'm done with all of this nonsense. Just divorce me like you've always wanted to." I handed him another set of divorce papers and said coldly, โErin wonโt trouble you anymore. Just sign it.โ My daughter was innocent, but her only mistake was being born into this family. Dinlasโs face darkened, his voice rising in fury. โEnough with your nonsense! I gave you what you wanted before and now you want a divorce? Do you think youโll get custody? Dream on!โ Without waiting for me to speak, he stormed out in a rage. Tsk. It seemed that he thought I was just simply throwing tantrums, and my anger would soon pass. But this time was different. I was exhausted and I just wanted to get far away from here. Chapter 2 Iโd always known Dinlas wasnโt mineโnot really. The Fates had never tied our souls together, no invisible string drawing us closer, no signs from the Moon Goddess to tell me he was my destined mate. But that never stopped me from loving him. Loving him from afar, silently, without expectations. Dinlas, the son of the Alpha, always seemed so far above me, like a star I could admire but never touch. The only reason I was ever close to him was because of my mother. She was Oureaโs protectorโthe Lunaโs personal warrior. My mother had earned her place through years of service, loyalty, and strength, but even so, our family wasnโt the same as Dinlasโ. Our worlds were close, but still apart, separated by an unspoken barrier of rank and destiny. Then one day, the rival wolves broke through the pack's border and attacked us without warning, savage and desperate. I wasnโt there, but I heard the storiesโhow my mother stood in front of Luna Ourea, shielding her from the rival' attack. She fought them off but at the cost of her life. By the time the others arrived, it was too late. My mother had saved the Luna, but she couldnโt save herself. I was called to her side, the scent of blood thick in the air, her life slipping away with every breath. I knelt beside her, holding her hand, trying to be strong for her, but I could feel her slipping. Her grip weakened, and her voice trembled as she spoke her final wordsโnot to me, but to Ourea. โPlease fulfill Theiaโs wish,โ she said, her voice barely a whisper. โMarry her to Dinlas. Thatโs all I ask.โ Ourea nodded, her face stricken with grief and guilt. She agreed, and I could see the weight of my motherโs death pressing down on her, the burden of a promise she didnโt want to make. I knew it wasnโt out of love or kindness. It was because my mother had died for her. And so, I was promised to Dinlas. I should have felt joy, and on some level, I did. After all, I had dreamed of this moment my entire life. I had loved him quietly, patiently, and now, in a way, he was mine. But it wasnโt how I had imagined. My mother was gone, and there was no warmth in Dinlasโ eyes when he looked at me. Still, I tried to find comfort in the fact that I could finally be with the man I had always wanted, even if he didnโt love me back. However, on our wedding night, Dinlas made sure I knew the truth. We stood alone in our chamber, the ceremony long over, the pack celebrating outside. I waited, heart pounding, hoping for some sign of affection, some acknowledgment that I was his wife now. But when he spoke, his voice was cold, void of emotion. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. I'll respect my motherโs wishes, but don't expect that I'll return your affection." True to his word, Dinlas maintained the image of a devoted husband in front of others. Our marriage was a sham, but I still loved him, so I stayed quiet, playing the role of the dutiful wife, pretending that the ache in my chest wasnโt tearing me apart. He didn't celebrate Erin's birth and even said she shouldn't have been born as a daughter. I thought everything would change once I married him, but instead, I was the one trapped in a loveless marriage. The life I had gained by sacrifice now felt like a curse. After Erin died, I returned to the small, rundown home where Iโd lived with my mother. However, I knew that I wouldn't be able to move forward if I stayed there, so I packed my things, held the urn, and was about to leave, but before I could step out, the door swung open. "I've looked for her everywhere but Eris is not here. Where did you hide her?" "Where is Erin? Bring her out now!" I clutched the urn tighter, my heart pounding as I met Dinlas' furious glare. "You have no right to even speak her name. Get out and take your mistress with you!" My defiance only stoked the fire in his eyes. His voice dripped with venom as he stepped closer. "Shut up. I guess Iโve been far too lenient with you. You've raised Erin to be as twisted as you!" The blood froze in my veins as his command swept through me. I bit my lip and defied him. "Erin is just five years old! What could you possibly blame her for?" Victoria stepped forward, her movements deliberate, pulling away her mask to reveal a face covered in angry red welts. Her eyes were glassy with unshed tears as she looked at Dinlas. โI just wanted to get closer to her, but it seems she Eris doesn't like me. Don't blame her, Dinlas; she probably didn't know what she gave me was wolfsbane.โ Dinlas exploded. "Stop defending her! Eris scarred your face because Theia has poisoned her mind!" I stared at him, incredulous. "Dinlas, sheโs your daughter! How could you accuse her without evidence?!" Glaring at me, Dinlas thundered, "I saw it with my own eyes when Eris hurled the wolfsbane on Victoria's face! Do you think I'm blind? Get her here and I'll teach her a lesson!" "She won't be coming because she's dead..." I retorted with difficulty. Chapter 3 "Theia, you don't have to lie just to hide Eris. We just wanted to understand why she tried to kill me. You know that wolfsbane is dangerous for us, but you still let her do that," Victoria said softly, but her words grated at my ears. โHow dare you!โ My whole body shook with the force of my fury as I glared at Victoria, her venomous accusations still ringing in my ears. She stood there, smug, her eyes gleaming with malice as if she had every right to speak about Eris like that. โI wonโt let you smear her name!โ I screamed, my vision blurring with tears of rage. โEris didnโt try to kill you! She wouldnโtโsheโs dead because of you!โ Without thinking, I lunged at her, my claws unsheathing as my anger took over. The only thing I wanted at that moment was to tear her apart, to see her face as twisted and broken as mine felt inside. If it werenโt for Victoria, Eris would still be alive. Victoria didnโt even flinch as I came at her, but before I could reach her, Dinlas moved between us, his aura crashing down on me like a tidal wave. โStay still,โ he commanded, his voice heavy with authority. My body froze instantly, the weight of his Alpha aura crushing me. It was as if I were being suffocated, my limbs locked in place, my muscles straining against the invisible chains holding me down. I fought itโgods, I fought so hardโbut the more I struggled, the more the pain grew. It felt like my bones were being ground into dust, every nerve in my body screaming in protest. I could barely breathe, let alone fight. "You're prepared, aren't you? You even made this fake urn to fool me," Dinlas spat. Only then did I realize I was still holding the glass jarโthe urn that held what little remained of Eris. Before I could react, Dinlas reached out and snatched the jar from me. โGive me that.โ โNo!โ I cried, panic flooding my chest. I tried to hold on, but he was stronger. The urn slipped from my grasp as he yanked it from my hand, and I watched in horror as he hurled it across the room. It shattered against the wall with a deafening crash, glass shards raining down in a cascade of destruction. Erisโ ashes were scattered across the floor like dust in the wind. โNo!โ I screamed, โHow could youโhow could you?โ "Still lying? Since you like ruining faces, I'll ruin yours!" Before I could process the heartbreak, Dinlas grabbed me by the back of my neck and slammed me to the ground. My face hit the cold stone floor, and I felt the sharp sting as the glass shards from the shattered urn pierced my skin. Pain radiated through my body, but it was nothing compared to the anguish I felt watching the remains of my daughter being desecrated right in front of me. Dinlas pressed his hand into the back of my head, forcing my face further into the shards. The metallic scent of blood mixing with the scent of ash. โWhere are you hiding her?โ Dinlas growled, his voice low and dangerous. โWhere is Eris?โ I choked on a sob, my entire body trembling with pain and rage. โSheโs dead, Dinlas!โ I screamed through gritted teeth, my voice muffled by the floor. โEnough!โ His voice boomed in the room, silencing me with its force. His grip tightened on my neck, and I could feel his anger like a storm crashing down on me. โI wonโt ask again,โ he said, his voice a deadly whisper. โWhere. Is. She?โ He thought I was hiding Eris? He thought I was lying to him, protecting her? The absurdity of it burned in my heart, mixing with the grief and the rage until I could hardly think straight. "You want a divorce? Fine then, but youโll never see Eris again." Upon saying that, he stood up and called his beta through the pack link. 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| 2194798 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004045 | 1746634326 | 1634 | fb.lovenovelshort.com | Learn more | VIDEO | Continue reading | https://fb.lovenovelshort.com/book/loading/page/novelshortnew/150954281377?utm_campaign={{campaign.id}}&utm_content={{campaign.name}} | 3.9006697752908E+14 | Novel Short-Romance Novel | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463071011_858731309800003_7354293001487555348_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=95QEPyU0wtsQ7kNvgFX6zHa&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZyr3yHAe6QSzch8V1nETYK&oh=00_AYCEMwdmzaLudDP4yH3u61VZ9V-YoEqu4QtKBiRStH8CVg&oe=67145191 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Let Me Go, Alpha Chapter 1 The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. Despite everything, I still wanted to be with him, hoping time would change everything. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied, Theia. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. Don't expect that I'll return your affection," he spat in disdain. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โSince you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ โIโm sorry,โ he whispered, โTheia... Iโm so, so sorry. Let's start over again, okay?โ โโ I ran, my heart pounding in my heart like a drumbeat I couldnโt escape. The scent of blood thickened in the air as I neared the packโs border, and a sickening dread crawled up my spine. "Eris!" I screamed her name, prayingโbeggingโthat I was wrong. But then I saw her. My legs nearly gave out as I reached the clearing. There, lying crumpled among the blood-soaked grass, was my daughterโs mangled body. her frame twisted at unnatural angles and blood... so much blood. It pooled around her, seeping into the earth as if the very ground was weeping for her. "Eris!" I choked out again, falling to my knees beside her. Her tiny hand was still wrapped around a cluster of medicinal herbs, clenched so tightly her knuckles had gone white. "No... no..." My voice cracked, barely above a whisper. I rocked her back and forth, tears streaming down my face, mixing with the blood on her clothes. "I'm so sorry. I wasnโt there. I wasnโt there to protect you." Eris had been everything. My world. My hope. And now... now she was nothing more than a cold body in my arms. I called Dinlas over and over, desperate and hysterical, but I couldn't get through to him. When he finally answered, I barely had time to speak before he barked, โWhereโs Erin? I told her to get the herb. Why isnโt she back yet? Victoriaโs waiting!โ "You-" I hadn't finished my words when I heard Victoria's coquettish voice sounded. "It hurts Dinlas..." "Tell your daughter to hurry up, or else she won't like what I'll do to her!" After saying that, Dinlas cut off the line and even blocked our mind link. I couldnโt believe what I heard. The same old story. The same disregard for our family. The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. This year, they had insisted on bringing Eris along. Victoria had said she wanted to โget closeโ to our daughter, to โbondโ with her, as if the years of resentment and neglect could be undone with a few pleasantries. I should have known better. I should have refused. But I hadnโt. And now my daughter was gone. I wanted to bury her remains, but Eris' body was Incomplete, and I could only choose to cremate her. Days passed in a blur. I kept myself busy, or at least tried to, but no amount of distraction could lift the weight pressing down on me. Every corner of the house felt colder and darker without my daughter. I couldn't stop thinking about how everything could have been different. Maybe if I had fought harder, maybe if I hadโ The door burst open with a loud crash, shattering my thoughts. I blinked and looked up, startled, just in time to see Dinlas storming in. His eyes were dark with fury. โWhere's the medicine?โ Dinlas roared, his voice vibrating through the walls. I stood frozen for a moment, his rage slamming into me like a tidal wave. โWhat?โ โEris!โ he bellowed, eyes blazing as he stepped closer. โWhere is she? I told her to get the herb, but she didnโt come back to the party. Did you hide her? Tell her to apologize to Victoria right now! Victoriaโs been nothing but generous despite what Erin did! Look how youโve spoiled her! Don't you know that Victoria was forced to stay in the clinic because of that?!โ I forced myself to stand tall, even though everything inside me was crumbling. I didn't care whether Victoria died, or if something bad happened to her, I just wanted to end everything today. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โYou have no right to discipline Erin. Since you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ His eyes flashed with anger, and he tore the papers with his claws. โErin did something wrong, and you want to divorce me because I'm trying to discipline her? You've gone nuts!โ โDiscipline? What did Erin do wrong, Dinlas? What crime did she commit that you sent her out alone to get that freaking herb? Do you even know what happened to her?โ But before I could finish, he snapped, โEnough! I told her to get the herb. So what? She's already grown up, and she had alpha bloodโwhat could have happened? Sheโs always whining to you because you're spoiling her!โ โShe's just five years old! She couldn't shift yet, but you're treating her as if she's one of your warriors!โ I took a deep breath and added, "I'm done with all of this nonsense. Just divorce me like you've always wanted to." I handed him another set of divorce papers and said coldly, โErin wonโt trouble you anymore. Just sign it.โ My daughter was innocent, but her only mistake was being born into this family. Dinlasโs face darkened, his voice rising in fury. โEnough with your nonsense! I gave you what you wanted before and now you want a divorce? Do you think youโll get custody? Dream on!โ Without waiting for me to speak, he stormed out in a rage. Tsk. It seemed that he thought I was just simply throwing tantrums, and my anger would soon pass. But this time was different. I was exhausted and I just wanted to get far away from here. Chapter 2 Iโd always known Dinlas wasnโt mineโnot really. The Fates had never tied our souls together, no invisible string drawing us closer, no signs from the Moon Goddess to tell me he was my destined mate. But that never stopped me from loving him. Loving him from afar, silently, without expectations. Dinlas, the son of the Alpha, always seemed so far above me, like a star I could admire but never touch. The only reason I was ever close to him was because of my mother. She was Oureaโs protectorโthe Lunaโs personal warrior. My mother had earned her place through years of service, loyalty, and strength, but even so, our family wasnโt the same as Dinlasโ. Our worlds were close, but still apart, separated by an unspoken barrier of rank and destiny. Then one day, the rival wolves broke through the pack's border and attacked us without warning, savage and desperate. I wasnโt there, but I heard the storiesโhow my mother stood in front of Luna Ourea, shielding her from the rival' attack. She fought them off but at the cost of her life. By the time the others arrived, it was too late. My mother had saved the Luna, but she couldnโt save herself. I was called to her side, the scent of blood thick in the air, her life slipping away with every breath. I knelt beside her, holding her hand, trying to be strong for her, but I could feel her slipping. Her grip weakened, and her voice trembled as she spoke her final wordsโnot to me, but to Ourea. โPlease fulfill Theiaโs wish,โ she said, her voice barely a whisper. โMarry her to Dinlas. Thatโs all I ask.โ Ourea nodded, her face stricken with grief and guilt. She agreed, and I could see the weight of my motherโs death pressing down on her, the burden of a promise she didnโt want to make. I knew it wasnโt out of love or kindness. It was because my mother had died for her. And so, I was promised to Dinlas. I should have felt joy, and on some level, I did. After all, I had dreamed of this moment my entire life. I had loved him quietly, patiently, and now, in a way, he was mine. But it wasnโt how I had imagined. My mother was gone, and there was no warmth in Dinlasโ eyes when he looked at me. Still, I tried to find comfort in the fact that I could finally be with the man I had always wanted, even if he didnโt love me back. However, on our wedding night, Dinlas made sure I knew the truth. We stood alone in our chamber, the ceremony long over, the pack celebrating outside. I waited, heart pounding, hoping for some sign of affection, some acknowledgment that I was his wife now. But when he spoke, his voice was cold, void of emotion. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. I'll respect my motherโs wishes, but don't expect that I'll return your affection." True to his word, Dinlas maintained the image of a devoted husband in front of others. Our marriage was a sham, but I still loved him, so I stayed quiet, playing the role of the dutiful wife, pretending that the ache in my chest wasnโt tearing me apart. He didn't celebrate Erin's birth and even said she shouldn't have been born as a daughter. I thought everything would change once I married him, but instead, I was the one trapped in a loveless marriage. The life I had gained by sacrifice now felt like a curse. After Erin died, I returned to the small, rundown home where Iโd lived with my mother. However, I knew that I wouldn't be able to move forward if I stayed there, so I packed my things, held the urn, and was about to leave, but before I could step out, the door swung open. "I've looked for her everywhere but Eris is not here. Where did you hide her?" "Where is Erin? Bring her out now!" I clutched the urn tighter, my heart pounding as I met Dinlas' furious glare. "You have no right to even speak her name. Get out and take your mistress with you!" My defiance only stoked the fire in his eyes. His voice dripped with venom as he stepped closer. "Shut up. I guess Iโve been far too lenient with you. You've raised Erin to be as twisted as you!" The blood froze in my veins as his command swept through me. I bit my lip and defied him. "Erin is just five years old! What could you possibly blame her for?" Victoria stepped forward, her movements deliberate, pulling away her mask to reveal a face covered in angry red welts. Her eyes were glassy with unshed tears as she looked at Dinlas. โI just wanted to get closer to her, but it seems she Eris doesn't like me. Don't blame her, Dinlas; she probably didn't know what she gave me was wolfsbane.โ Dinlas exploded. "Stop defending her! Eris scarred your face because Theia has poisoned her mind!" I stared at him, incredulous. "Dinlas, sheโs your daughter! How could you accuse her without evidence?!" Glaring at me, Dinlas thundered, "I saw it with my own eyes when Eris hurled the wolfsbane on Victoria's face! Do you think I'm blind? Get her here and I'll teach her a lesson!" "She won't be coming because she's dead..." I retorted with difficulty. Chapter 3 "Theia, you don't have to lie just to hide Eris. We just wanted to understand why she tried to kill me. You know that wolfsbane is dangerous for us, but you still let her do that," Victoria said softly, but her words grated at my ears. โHow dare you!โ My whole body shook with the force of my fury as I glared at Victoria, her venomous accusations still ringing in my ears. She stood there, smug, her eyes gleaming with malice as if she had every right to speak about Eris like that. โI wonโt let you smear her name!โ I screamed, my vision blurring with tears of rage. โEris didnโt try to kill you! She wouldnโtโsheโs dead because of you!โ Without thinking, I lunged at her, my claws unsheathing as my anger took over. The only thing I wanted at that moment was to tear her apart, to see her face as twisted and broken as mine felt inside. If it werenโt for Victoria, Eris would still be alive. Victoria didnโt even flinch as I came at her, but before I could reach her, Dinlas moved between us, his aura crashing down on me like a tidal wave. โStay still,โ he commanded, his voice heavy with authority. My body froze instantly, the weight of his Alpha aura crushing me. It was as if I were being suffocated, my limbs locked in place, my muscles straining against the invisible chains holding me down. I fought itโgods, I fought so hardโbut the more I struggled, the more the pain grew. It felt like my bones were being ground into dust, every nerve in my body screaming in protest. I could barely breathe, let alone fight. "You're prepared, aren't you? You even made this fake urn to fool me," Dinlas spat. Only then did I realize I was still holding the glass jarโthe urn that held what little remained of Eris. Before I could react, Dinlas reached out and snatched the jar from me. โGive me that.โ โNo!โ I cried, panic flooding my chest. I tried to hold on, but he was stronger. The urn slipped from my grasp as he yanked it from my hand, and I watched in horror as he hurled it across the room. It shattered against the wall with a deafening crash, glass shards raining down in a cascade of destruction. Erisโ ashes were scattered across the floor like dust in the wind. โNo!โ I screamed, โHow could youโhow could you?โ "Still lying? Since you like ruining faces, I'll ruin yours!" Before I could process the heartbreak, Dinlas grabbed me by the back of my neck and slammed me to the ground. My face hit the cold stone floor, and I felt the sharp sting as the glass shards from the shattered urn pierced my skin. Pain radiated through my body, but it was nothing compared to the anguish I felt watching the remains of my daughter being desecrated right in front of me. Dinlas pressed his hand into the back of my head, forcing my face further into the shards. The metallic scent of blood mixing with the scent of ash. โWhere are you hiding her?โ Dinlas growled, his voice low and dangerous. โWhere is Eris?โ I choked on a sob, my entire body trembling with pain and rage. โSheโs dead, Dinlas!โ I screamed through gritted teeth, my voice muffled by the floor. โEnough!โ His voice boomed in the room, silencing me with its force. His grip tightened on my neck, and I could feel his anger like a storm crashing down on me. โI wonโt ask again,โ he said, his voice a deadly whisper. โWhere. Is. She?โ He thought I was hiding Eris? He thought I was lying to him, protecting her? The absurdity of it burned in my heart, mixing with the grief and the rage until I could hardly think straight. "You want a divorce? Fine then, but youโll never see Eris again." Upon saying that, he stood up and called his beta through the pack link. "Prepare the divorce paper, and look for Eris. Leave no stone unturned." He listened for a moment, then his expression shifted slightly as the voice on the other end hesitated. "Alpha Dinlas... Eris... Eris is dead. The night you sent her to Northhill Mountain, she was attacked by a group of rival, so we had no choice but to cremate her. Today was supposed to be her burial..." As soon as his words fell, Dinlas froze, seemingly unwilling to believe his trusted aid. | Novel Short-Romance Novel | 1590 | https://www.facebook.com/61563210940674/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my l | Storyverse | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61567115634026/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic-books | 4380 | https://www.facebook.com/100086781164052/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I gave birth to the child in a small town hospital, I received a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband has gone crazy looking for you." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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| 2194796 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004045 | 1746634328 | 1634 | fb.lovenovelshort.com | Learn more | VIDEO | Continue reading | https://fb.lovenovelshort.com/book/loading/page/novelshortnew/150954281377?utm_campaign={{campaign.id}}&utm_content={{campaign.name}} | 3.9006697752908E+14 | Novel Short-Romance Novel | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463304579_461584072956630_4925286613763938664_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=itMUP4ViG-QQ7kNvgHWQAAl&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AZyr3yHAe6QSzch8V1nETYK&oh=00_AYCsNW0hpAysvp5AiWB7i105SD-Cy4l1tPjVbiB2JmN1Pg&oe=6714686B | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Let Me Go, Alpha Chapter 1 The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. Despite everything, I still wanted to be with him, hoping time would change everything. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied, Theia. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. Don't expect that I'll return your affection," he spat in disdain. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โSince you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ โIโm sorry,โ he whispered, โTheia... Iโm so, so sorry. Let's start over again, okay?โ โโ I ran, my heart pounding in my heart like a drumbeat I couldnโt escape. The scent of blood thickened in the air as I neared the packโs border, and a sickening dread crawled up my spine. "Eris!" I screamed her name, prayingโbeggingโthat I was wrong. But then I saw her. My legs nearly gave out as I reached the clearing. There, lying crumpled among the blood-soaked grass, was my daughterโs mangled body. her frame twisted at unnatural angles and blood... so much blood. It pooled around her, seeping into the earth as if the very ground was weeping for her. "Eris!" I choked out again, falling to my knees beside her. Her tiny hand was still wrapped around a cluster of medicinal herbs, clenched so tightly her knuckles had gone white. "No... no..." My voice cracked, barely above a whisper. I rocked her back and forth, tears streaming down my face, mixing with the blood on her clothes. "I'm so sorry. I wasnโt there. I wasnโt there to protect you." Eris had been everything. My world. My hope. And now... now she was nothing more than a cold body in my arms. I called Dinlas over and over, desperate and hysterical, but I couldn't get through to him. When he finally answered, I barely had time to speak before he barked, โWhereโs Erin? I told her to get the herb. Why isnโt she back yet? Victoriaโs waiting!โ "You-" I hadn't finished my words when I heard Victoria's coquettish voice sounded. "It hurts Dinlas..." "Tell your daughter to hurry up, or else she won't like what I'll do to her!" After saying that, Dinlas cut off the line and even blocked our mind link. I couldnโt believe what I heard. The same old story. The same disregard for our family. The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. This year, they had insisted on bringing Eris along. Victoria had said she wanted to โget closeโ to our daughter, to โbondโ with her, as if the years of resentment and neglect could be undone with a few pleasantries. I should have known better. I should have refused. But I hadnโt. And now my daughter was gone. I wanted to bury her remains, but Eris' body was Incomplete, and I could only choose to cremate her. Days passed in a blur. I kept myself busy, or at least tried to, but no amount of distraction could lift the weight pressing down on me. Every corner of the house felt colder and darker without my daughter. I couldn't stop thinking about how everything could have been different. Maybe if I had fought harder, maybe if I hadโ The door burst open with a loud crash, shattering my thoughts. I blinked and looked up, startled, just in time to see Dinlas storming in. His eyes were dark with fury. โWhere's the medicine?โ Dinlas roared, his voice vibrating through the walls. I stood frozen for a moment, his rage slamming into me like a tidal wave. โWhat?โ โEris!โ he bellowed, eyes blazing as he stepped closer. โWhere is she? I told her to get the herb, but she didnโt come back to the party. Did you hide her? Tell her to apologize to Victoria right now! Victoriaโs been nothing but generous despite what Erin did! Look how youโve spoiled her! Don't you know that Victoria was forced to stay in the clinic because of that?!โ I forced myself to stand tall, even though everything inside me was crumbling. I didn't care whether Victoria died, or if something bad happened to her, I just wanted to end everything today. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โYou have no right to discipline Erin. Since you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ His eyes flashed with anger, and he tore the papers with his claws. โErin did something wrong, and you want to divorce me because I'm trying to discipline her? You've gone nuts!โ โDiscipline? What did Erin do wrong, Dinlas? What crime did she commit that you sent her out alone to get that freaking herb? Do you even know what happened to her?โ But before I could finish, he snapped, โEnough! I told her to get the herb. So what? She's already grown up, and she had alpha bloodโwhat could have happened? Sheโs always whining to you because you're spoiling her!โ โShe's just five years old! She couldn't shift yet, but you're treating her as if she's one of your warriors!โ I took a deep breath and added, "I'm done with all of this nonsense. Just divorce me like you've always wanted to." I handed him another set of divorce papers and said coldly, โErin wonโt trouble you anymore. Just sign it.โ My daughter was innocent, but her only mistake was being born into this family. Dinlasโs face darkened, his voice rising in fury. โEnough with your nonsense! I gave you what you wanted before and now you want a divorce? Do you think youโll get custody? Dream on!โ Without waiting for me to speak, he stormed out in a rage. Tsk. It seemed that he thought I was just simply throwing tantrums, and my anger would soon pass. But this time was different. I was exhausted and I just wanted to get far away from here. Chapter 2 Iโd always known Dinlas wasnโt mineโnot really. The Fates had never tied our souls together, no invisible string drawing us closer, no signs from the Moon Goddess to tell me he was my destined mate. But that never stopped me from loving him. Loving him from afar, silently, without expectations. Dinlas, the son of the Alpha, always seemed so far above me, like a star I could admire but never touch. The only reason I was ever close to him was because of my mother. She was Oureaโs protectorโthe Lunaโs personal warrior. My mother had earned her place through years of service, loyalty, and strength, but even so, our family wasnโt the same as Dinlasโ. Our worlds were close, but still apart, separated by an unspoken barrier of rank and destiny. Then one day, the rival wolves broke through the pack's border and attacked us without warning, savage and desperate. I wasnโt there, but I heard the storiesโhow my mother stood in front of Luna Ourea, shielding her from the rival' attack. She fought them off but at the cost of her life. By the time the others arrived, it was too late. My mother had saved the Luna, but she couldnโt save herself. I was called to her side, the scent of blood thick in the air, her life slipping away with every breath. I knelt beside her, holding her hand, trying to be strong for her, but I could feel her slipping. Her grip weakened, and her voice trembled as she spoke her final wordsโnot to me, but to Ourea. โPlease fulfill Theiaโs wish,โ she said, her voice barely a whisper. โMarry her to Dinlas. Thatโs all I ask.โ Ourea nodded, her face stricken with grief and guilt. She agreed, and I could see the weight of my motherโs death pressing down on her, the burden of a promise she didnโt want to make. I knew it wasnโt out of love or kindness. It was because my mother had died for her. And so, I was promised to Dinlas. I should have felt joy, and on some level, I did. After all, I had dreamed of this moment my entire life. I had loved him quietly, patiently, and now, in a way, he was mine. But it wasnโt how I had imagined. My mother was gone, and there was no warmth in Dinlasโ eyes when he looked at me. Still, I tried to find comfort in the fact that I could finally be with the man I had always wanted, even if he didnโt love me back. However, on our wedding night, Dinlas made sure I knew the truth. We stood alone in our chamber, the ceremony long over, the pack celebrating outside. I waited, heart pounding, hoping for some sign of affection, some acknowledgment that I was his wife now. But when he spoke, his voice was cold, void of emotion. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. I'll respect my motherโs wishes, but don't expect that I'll return your affection." True to his word, Dinlas maintained the image of a devoted husband in front of others. Our marriage was a sham, but I still loved him, so I stayed quiet, playing the role of the dutiful wife, pretending that the ache in my chest wasnโt tearing me apart. He didn't celebrate Erin's birth and even said she shouldn't have been born as a daughter. I thought everything would change once I married him, but instead, I was the one trapped in a loveless marriage. The life I had gained by sacrifice now felt like a curse. After Erin died, I returned to the small, rundown home where Iโd lived with my mother. However, I knew that I wouldn't be able to move forward if I stayed there, so I packed my things, held the urn, and was about to leave, but before I could step out, the door swung open. "I've looked for her everywhere but Eris is not here. Where did you hide her?" "Where is Erin? Bring her out now!" I clutched the urn tighter, my heart pounding as I met Dinlas' furious glare. "You have no right to even speak her name. Get out and take your mistress with you!" My defiance only stoked the fire in his eyes. His voice dripped with venom as he stepped closer. "Shut up. I guess Iโve been far too lenient with you. You've raised Erin to be as twisted as you!" The blood froze in my veins as his command swept through me. I bit my lip and defied him. "Erin is just five years old! What could you possibly blame her for?" Victoria stepped forward, her movements deliberate, pulling away her mask to reveal a face covered in angry red welts. Her eyes were glassy with unshed tears as she looked at Dinlas. โI just wanted to get closer to her, but it seems she Eris doesn't like me. Don't blame her, Dinlas; she probably didn't know what she gave me was wolfsbane.โ Dinlas exploded. "Stop defending her! Eris scarred your face because Theia has poisoned her mind!" I stared at him, incredulous. "Dinlas, sheโs your daughter! How could you accuse her without evidence?!" Glaring at me, Dinlas thundered, "I saw it with my own eyes when Eris hurled the wolfsbane on Victoria's face! Do you think I'm blind? Get her here and I'll teach her a lesson!" "She won't be coming because she's dead..." I retorted with difficulty. Chapter 3 "Theia, you don't have to lie just to hide Eris. We just wanted to understand why she tried to kill me. You know that wolfsbane is dangerous for us, but you still let her do that," Victoria said softly, but her words grated at my ears. โHow dare you!โ My whole body shook with the force of my fury as I glared at Victoria, her venomous accusations still ringing in my ears. She stood there, smug, her eyes gleaming with malice as if she had every right to speak about Eris like that. โI wonโt let you smear her name!โ I screamed, my vision blurring with tears of rage. โEris didnโt try to kill you! She wouldnโtโsheโs dead because of you!โ Without thinking, I lunged at her, my claws unsheathing as my anger took over. The only thing I wanted at that moment was to tear her apart, to see her face as twisted and broken as mine felt inside. If it werenโt for Victoria, Eris would still be alive. Victoria didnโt even flinch as I came at her, but before I could reach her, Dinlas moved between us, his aura crashing down on me like a tidal wave. โStay still,โ he commanded, his voice heavy with authority. My body froze instantly, the weight of his Alpha aura crushing me. It was as if I were being suffocated, my limbs locked in place, my muscles straining against the invisible chains holding me down. I fought itโgods, I fought so hardโbut the more I struggled, the more the pain grew. It felt like my bones were being ground into dust, every nerve in my body screaming in protest. I could barely breathe, let alone fight. "You're prepared, aren't you? You even made this fake urn to fool me," Dinlas spat. Only then did I realize I was still holding the glass jarโthe urn that held what little remained of Eris. Before I could react, Dinlas reached out and snatched the jar from me. โGive me that.โ โNo!โ I cried, panic flooding my chest. I tried to hold on, but he was stronger. The urn slipped from my grasp as he yanked it from my hand, and I watched in horror as he hurled it across the room. It shattered against the wall with a deafening crash, glass shards raining down in a cascade of destruction. Erisโ ashes were scattered across the floor like dust in the wind. โNo!โ I screamed, โHow could youโhow could you?โ "Still lying? Since you like ruining faces, I'll ruin yours!" Before I could process the heartbreak, Dinlas grabbed me by the back of my neck and slammed me to the ground. My face hit the cold stone floor, and I felt the sharp sting as the glass shards from the shattered urn pierced my skin. Pain radiated through my body, but it was nothing compared to the anguish I felt watching the remains of my daughter being desecrated right in front of me. Dinlas pressed his hand into the back of my head, forcing my face further into the shards. The metallic scent of blood mixing with the scent of ash. โWhere are you hiding her?โ Dinlas growled, his voice low and dangerous. โWhere is Eris?โ I choked on a sob, my entire body trembling with pain and rage. โSheโs dead, Dinlas!โ I screamed through gritted teeth, my voice muffled by the floor. โEnough!โ His voice boomed in the room, silencing me with its force. His grip tightened on my neck, and I could feel his anger like a storm crashing down on me. โI wonโt ask again,โ he said, his voice a deadly whisper. โWhere. Is. She?โ He thought I was hiding Eris? He thought I was lying to him, protecting her? The absurdity of it burned in my heart, mixing with the grief and the rage until I could hardly think straight. "You want a divorce? Fine then, but youโll never see Eris again." Upon saying that, he stood up and called his beta through the pack link. "Prepare the divorce paper, and look for Eris. Leave no stone unturned." He listened for a moment, then his expression shifted slightly as the voice on the other end hesitated. "Alpha Dinlas... Eris... Eris is dead. The night you sent her to Northhill Mountain, she was attacked by a group of rival, so we had no choice but to cremate her. Today was supposed to be her burial..." As soon as his words fell, Dinlas froze, seemingly unwilling to believe his trusted aid. | Novel Short-Romance Novel | 1590 | https://www.facebook.com/61563210940674/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Delighted Reading | 8203 | https://www.facebook.com/100093179042627/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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"What are the pictures for?" "Well, nothing says insurance better than a photo of your former fiancรฉ banging another woman while getting it in the hip at the same time by a dude." ____________ Daniella I took a deep breath and smoothed down my wig, thinking the bright pink hair actually made my blue eyes stand out more than did my natural auburn locks. The shimmering silver, barely-covering-my-hip dress and my thigh-high, black suede boots completed the look. Although not quite. Because I was feeling festive and maybe because I needed some metaphoric balls tonight, I put on a pair of ornament earrings. After all, I was heading to a Christmas party, one being held three days before the holiday. And I wanted to look my absolute best when busting my fiancรฉ for cheating on me. Yeah, nothing said Merry Christmas quite like sticking your shaft in some other chick right before coming home to your loving fiancรฉe for the holidays. Stuck in the city working on an unfortunate project until tomorrow morning. God, how many times over the last year had I fallen for Eric's lines about working late? Too many. Though we shared a rented townhouse in New Jersey, I'd always been supportive of him keeping an apartment in Manhattan. I'd felt terrible about him having to schlep all the way home after a late night at work. But now I knew better. Too bad I'd already wasted two years with him, but I was determined not to squander one more day. Of course, I could've waited to confront him at home, but I knew he'd deny it. I'd also lose the advantage of having evidence. So I was going to a party tonight that I knew he'd be attending in order to gather the undeniable proof. Club Travesty didn't boast a flashy entrance. Matter of fact, it was tough to find. I imagined it would be even harder to gain entry into tonight's Christmas party. Which is why I'd cloned Eric's membership card. I'd found it in his inside jacket pocket late one evening when he'd forgotten to take it out. That had been his second misstep. The first was leaving a brochure in his glove compartment which had started my suspicions about this club he belonged to. Then, of course, he'd clearly underestimated me. He had no clue I'd be able to access his online credit card account, discover where the card had been used, and utilize parking stubs to figure out the address of the place. At which point, I'd hacked into his email to see the invitation. Now that I was taking the fake membership card out of my purse, I fought the nerves. I was good with a computer and detailsโI'd managed fake ID's in college for me and all my friendsโbut there was always a chance I'd be caught at the door. Guess Plan B would have to consist of Eric coming home to find I'd moved out all of my things earlier today. Smiling at the large man in the black suit with the closely cropped hair at the door, I handed him my card. I watched him scan it while trying to steady my heartbeat. The idea of catching Eric in the act made me anxious. But even more did I worry about entering a intercourse club holiday party for God only knows what. I wondered if I'd thought this through. I mean what if everyone attending was part of an orgy? Or all of a sudden, I became a submissive for a man in a mask with a whip while "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer" blasted in the background? Considering how boring my intercourse life with Eric had been, I'd be lying if I said either thought didn't turn me on a little. Matter of fact, disguised as I was and about to be very single, I found myself eager to see what was inside the club. Coming out of my weird, holiday-themed, intercourse-deprived thoughts, I saw the green light flash and smiled at the bouncer who'd allowed me entry. Whew. I'd made it in. But now what? Now to look like I belonged here. I wasn't sure what I'd expected, but classy chandeliers, posh carpets, and a beautiful Christmas tree front and center hadn't been it. I stepped past the entrance and deeper inside by way of a short hallway. I found myself in the middle of a party. Waitresses in barely-there tuxedo one-piece rompers served champagne while soft holiday music played in the background. So much for a raunchy intercourse dungeon. I adjusted my mask. My simple black one was nothing compared to some of the more ornate masks I could see around the room. For a moment, I started to think I might have been mistaken about what type of party this was. Then I noticed the people congregating near the glass on the far side of the room. Stepping closer to the window, I sucked in a breath. Rooms with glass from floor to ceiling had people on display in various intercourse acts. The one in front of me boasted two gorgeous women, one of whom was on her back while the other devoured her between her thighs. Walking down a few feet, I saw the next room featured two men and one woman. She had one shaft in her mouth and the other pumping deep inside of her from behind, fast and furious. I was fascinated and hard-pressed to move on from it. But I had to remember I was here for a purpose and tore my eyes away to step down to the next room. I wasn't a prude by any stretch, despite the boring intercourse I'd been having with my fiancรฉ, but the next scene shocked my senses. In this room a man plowed into a woman missionary-style while another man went to town, thrusting into the first man's hip. I was about to move on when my gaze locked on the eyes of the man in the middle. The mask made it hard to determine for sure, but the unmistakable birth mark on his left pec absolutely identified him. Eric was not only cheating on me, but he was also bisexual? I slid out my flash-drive-sized camera and tried to get the right angle. I wanted to get Eric's masked face along with the unmistakable birth mark: tangible evidence. I'd need it since there wasn't exactly a way I could confront him at the moment. Not unless I wanted to bang against the glass and whip off my mask. Although tempting, I would rather show him the proof with the photo. This ought to get his cooperation in returning the money he owed me, my true priority. I'd given him seventy-five thousand dollars out of my savings to go towards a down payment on the house we planned to buy together. Hindsight made me feel stupid for having trusted him, but when you think you'll spend the rest of your life with someone, what was transferring your savings for your dream home? Unfortunately, my sleuthing revealed he'd spent the money instead of putting it in his nonexistent savings. Evidently, he was a cheater all the way around. Tucking the camera in my purse and giving one last glance toward Eric, I was about to turn and make my way out when a hand clamped on my elbow and a low voice came in my ear. "Miss, please follow me." The man's grip wasn't leaving me much of a choice. A tank in a suit, he was careful, however, make it look as though he was merely guiding me through the crowd. But when he led me into a cleverly hidden elevator near the bar, I had a moment of panic. "Where are you taking me?" "To see the boss, ma'am." "Um, why is that?" "Don't know, but I reckon you'll find out soon enough." His Southern voice might be soothing, but his words weren't. Had they figured out my ID was fake? Or had they spotted the camera? Either way, I was pretty sure I was screwed. And not in a good, intercourse-club kind of way. Shane Finances didn't wait, not even for Christmas week. This was why, instead of enjoying the party downstairs, I was up in my office crunching numbers, frustrated with our part-time accountant's work or lack thereof. The IRS year-end deadline was looming, but instead of making my profit-and-loss statement his priority tonight, he was downstairs partaking in the festivities. Which is probably what I should have been doing. But ironically, as one of the owners of Club Travesty, I had very little time to indulge in the club's activities. "Hey, Boss, you coming down?" Heather, my bar manager and long-time loyal employee, came up the stairs. The open loft-like space held both my desk and my best friend's, in addition to a round table and chairs I used for meetings. I held my head, wanting the break but not in the mood for celebration. Looking up, I tried not to let the stress show. "Not yet. Everything going all right?" She nodded. "Yep. Good crowd tonight. rooms are hot. Matter of fact, I might be up for something later if, uh, you are." I forced myself to scan Heather, with her bustier lifting her fake boobs and cinching her tiny waist, and tight leather pants encasing her toned legs. Her hair was long and blond, both of which weren't natural, but it did make her look younger than her thirty-eight birthdays. We'd done acts together over the years, but it had been a while. Mainly because I'd been worried she'd started to catch feelings after the last time. I didn't do feelings with intercourse. Regardless, my shaft should have stirred. It didn't. I blamed the numbers in front of me. "Maybe some other time, honey." The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her feelings. "Always happy to take a raincheck. Don't work too hard now." Right. I'd owned the club with my best friend, Max, for nearly ten years, and I did remember when it used to be fun. Of course what two red-blooded males wouldn't love the idea of running a intercourse club? But lately it was literally all work and no play. Rubbing my eyes and knowing I still had a long night ahead of me, I stood up from my desk and went through the secure door on my right. There my security team monitored the rooms and the guests on the dozen screens in front of them. "How's it going, Ron?" I addressed the head of security and the best man I had on the job. "Nothing out of the ordinary, Mr. Nelson." His scrutinizing gaze never left the screens, scanning for any type of breach in either the rooms or the party crowd. Anonymity was the most important thing at Club Travesty, something I took very seriously and the reason I had top security. "Is Max on the bar?" "Yes, sir. Any chance he gets." Not only was Max my best friend from childhood, but he was also my business partner. Whereas I preferred the back office, he enjoyed being in the mix, dealing with personnel and schmoozing. He was the people person. I was not. Typically, we had a much smaller crowd. But during the holidays, we did two big VIP parties, one to celebrate Christmas and another on New Year's Eve. This was in addition to the many other services we offered. Private rooms for couples who wanted to come in and spice things up, kinky BDSM rooms in the basement, and a newer service I'd added a few years ago which focused on the woman. This included everything from sexual confidence counselors to the "boyfriend experience," where lonely women could come in to gain mojo. I was just about to step out and back to the books when Ron honed in on something. "Focus in on camera four," he instructed Alan, his junior security guy. I wasn't sure what he was looking at until I spotted her. Pink hair that was obviously fake, tight petite body in a silver, curve-hugging dress, and thigh-high boots that were hot. "What's she holding?" "I think it's a camera." He spoke into the intercom, reaching every security guard via their inconspicuous earpieces. "I've got a possible breach. Pink hair, silver dress, black boots. In front of room number four." Photos were a definite violation of club policy. "Run her credentials," I instructed. "Yes, sir. You want us to confiscate the device and escort her out?" That would be the easiest thing to do. But I wanted answers first. "No, bring her up here. Proceed discreetly." Daniella The elevator doors opened to a large floor space. Two desks sat in the middle of the room and a bay of one-way mirrors appeared to look down over the main floor. My anxiety was already high, but then I saw him. It went up a whole other level. Dressed all in black in a well-tailored suit, he walked towards me with a masculine confidence which left no doubt he was in charge. He was gorgeous in a dangerous way with chiseled features, midnight black hair and a scruff that made me wonder what it would feel like between my thighs. Jesus, where had that thought come from? I blamed the intercourse God in front of me along with the visual from the rooms still on my mind. He stopped a foot in front me and held out his hand. "May I see your ID card?" I swallowed hard before fishing it from my clutch and handing it over. My voice escaped me, though I didn't know whether it was from his presence or from my nerves over the fake ID. "Scan this." He held it out for Tank Man. "Yes, sir." After taking the card, Tank Man opened a door off to the side, offering me a glimpse of monitors. The moment the door closed, I felt very aware we were alone. The floor may have been spacious, but at that moment it felt anything but. "What, uh, what is this about?" I'd finally found my voice. "It's about the camera, and the pictures you were taking." He didn't seem like a man who would appreciate a false runaround, so I didn't bother to deny it. "I'm guessing it's against club rules?" "You'd guess right. And if you turn it over, I won't press charges." "You won't press charges against me for taking pictures in a intercourse club?" As if he would call the cops here. I might be shaking in my boots, but I wasn't stupid. His smile didn't reach his eyes. "Take off your mask, please." I swallowed hard but removed it as instructed. Perhaps if I cooperated, he'd be more willing to let me keep the photos. "I've never seen you here before. What's your name?" I looked beyond him to where the big man who'd taken my ID was coming out of the door. "I'm sure your human tank can tell you." His lips twitched, but he simply turned towards his man with a quirked brow. "Beth Jones, sir. But the membership code belongs to Eric Patterson." Note to self. When lying and going undercover, wear shoes I could actually run in. These four-inch boots were definitely not fitting the bill if I wanted to make a break for it. "Go back to your station downstairs, Chad. Send up Lance, please." "He so didn't look like a Chad," I commented once the door was closed. Hey, even if I was screwed, I could still be sarcastic. *** Shane I was the type of man accustomed to having people nervous upon meeting me. I might not be big like the "Tank" she'd referred to, but at six foot one, two hundred pounds, I'd been known to intimidate the people I wanted to. But this woman was cracking jokes. She was challenging me about the police, despite her hands shaking when she'd handed over the ID card and taken off her mask. I appreciated that she hadn't bothered to lie or play dumb. "Who is Eric Patterson to you?" I hadn't missed the way she'd involuntarily flinched when his name had been mentioned. She lifted her chin. "My soon-to-be-former fiancรฉ." "I'm guessing he doesn't know you're here?" "You'd guess correctly." She had spunk; I'd give her that. "What are the pictures for?" "Well, nothing says insurance better than a photo of your former fiancรฉ banging another woman while getting it in the hip at the same time by a dude." If this wasn't so serious, then I might have grinned at her choice of words. "Insurance against what? You're a woman who came in tonight to get proof your fiancรฉ was cheating. So now go home, throw his clothes out, and do whatever you women do to get your revenge, but leave my club out of it." She gritted her teeth. "I have something that could be useful to you." I raised a brow, slowly scanning up from her thigh-high boots to the short dress that gave me a glimpse of skin. Her breasts, although not large, were certainly real. And despite the fact she was wearing a lot of makeup, I could see that under it she was beautiful. For a moment, I wanted nothing better than to rip off her wig to see the color of her hair. But the murderous glare she was shooting me gave me pause, not to mention amusement. "Jesus. Are all men pigs? I meant your security system. Obviously, I'm not throwing myself at the owner of a intercourse club. I'm not that pathetic." Normally I didn't care what people thought about me, having perfected such an art form years ago. But this particular woman's audacity to think herself too good for me snapped my temper. "I can assure you I'd rather j-rk off than sleep someone vanilla like you." I immediately saw the hurt flash in her eyes and instantly regretted my words. I'd made this personal when it was only business. "I'm sure my fiancรฉ had the same thought. And the insurance I speak of is because he took my money, and I want it back." She dug in her clutch and handed over a small camera. "I'll be going now unless you have any other insults you'd prefer to hurl before I do." Unbelievable. "As if implying you'd never stoop so low as to sleep with me wasn't starting it." Her pretty face showed confusion. "What are you talking about? You know what? It doesn't matter. I need to go." I was about to let her. Getting the camera should have been enough, but I needed to address one more thing. How had she gotten in tonight? My gaze landed on Lance coming out of the elevator. He'd been on the door when Ms. Beth Jonesโwhich couldn't be her real nameโhad come through. "Wait one moment. Lance, do you remember letting this woman in the door earlier tonight?" Lance assessed her quickly but shook his head. "Sorry, sir. I don't remember her. There were a lot of women dressed similarly tonight." "Yes, but this one gave you a fake ID. It might have looked authentic, but it was cloned from the card of a male member, which she is definitely not. That you should've caught. Clear out your things. You're fired." She gasped. "What? No. You can't fire him." *** Daniella The arrogant prick had the nerve to arch a brow at me. "I'm the owner. I can do whatever I like." "Yes, sir. Sorry, sir." Lance spoke up, ready to leave. Could I help it if my guilt was heavy? I'd come to expose a cheater, not make some poor guy lose his job. "No, wait. I'll show you how I cloned the cards. That's what I was offering before. But if I show you, then you have to let, uh, Lance keep his job. You have a serious security breach with the way your cards are designed." I watched him contemplate. "Are you a computer hacker?" "No, just really good with them." "And how are you with accounting? Because if I dismiss Eric from the club, I'm going to be without an accountant." My eyes widened. "You let Eric handle your books? Are you a client of his firm?" "No. He did this on the side to compensate for his, uh, membership fee. He is an accountant, is he not?" "Yeah, one who stole money and doesn't have the accumulated wealth he boasts about." I used air quotes to highlight the last few words. Although his face said nothing, the set of his jaw told me everything. "Lance, go downstairs and bring Mr. Patterson up here. I have some questions for him." "Does that mean Lance isn't fired?" "It would seem so. For now." Tank Two simply nodded. "Yes, sir. I'll bring Mr. Patterson up." "How did you find out he was stealing?" "I gave him seventy-five thousand dollars to go with his supposed two hundred thousand for a down payment on a house. None of it is in his bank accounts. Matter of fact, the statements show he's exclusively been withdrawing money for months." "Excuse me?" "When I hacked into his bank accounts, none of my money was there. But I did see it used to be, along with a couple hundred thousand, but it's all been withdrawn. That's why I need the pictures from tonight, as insurance he'll give my money back." "I take it he wouldn't want people finding out he was having intercourse with another man?" "He'd freak out if I let the pictures go to all of his buddies or coworkers." "Are you sure you want to see him? I could just as easily do this without you here. The last thing I want is for you to start crying or get hysterical." Seriously? "The answer to your insulting question would be no, I won't start freaking out." Matter of fact, I was more than ready to confront Eric. Shane I watched Eric come off the elevator doors. He took off the mask and gave me a smile before his gaze flicked over to my guest. "Daniella. That's not you, is it?" She ripped the pink wig off her head, letting auburn locks flow down her back and making it clear she was the person he'd guessed. She was even prettier without the wig, with her natural dark red hair cascading down her back in waves, but it was the fire in her eyes which made her stunning. Although I'd hauled him up here wanting answers about his alleged stealingโhe was acting as my accountant, after allโlike a sick voyeur, I was riveted to the spot. I wanted to find out what would happen once she confronted him over the cheating. "What are you doing here?" Eric asked, still clearly in shock. "Shouldn't that be my question for you?" She was calm. I'd give her that. "I, uh, I mean some people from the officeโwe were working late andโ" "Oh, my God. Even now you lie. After I saw you having intercourse with some guy ten minutes ago." Eric went pale at her remark, and I have to say it made me happy. I'd never really liked the guy on a personal level and wasn't surprised to find he was a cheater. The question was whether he was a thief. If he was, I was going to break his face. "What do you expect? You're boring in the bedroom. No boobs, no adventureโ" "No manhood," she supplied, arching a brow. At least she wasn't about to let him insult her. There was no way it couldn't have stung, though, especially after my earlier comment. "As enlightening as it would be to hear you two go back and forth all night, I don't have the time. But I do have a vested interest in bringing you up here, Eric." His gaze shifted to me, and I could see it. The nervousness. "Uh, what's that?" "Are you stealing from me?" "No. No way, Shane." I raised a brow at his familiarity. "I mean Mr. Nelson, sir." "Did you steal from her?" His eyes got big, and he turned red. "No. She's my fiancรฉe." "Not any more I'm not." She took off the ring and tossed it onto a nearby table. If she'd been smart, she would've used it for leverage to ensure he returned her money first, but I stayed quiet. And in fact, before he could step over to grab the considerably sized diamond ring, she snatched it up. "Return my money, and you can have it back." "What? That ring is worth over ten grand. All precedents says the man gets the ring back if an engagement is broken." But then again, this was the most amusement I'd had in weeks. "I'm aware of what legal precedents says. However, if the man owes her seventy-five thousand dollars, the ring can be held as collateral. I want it all returned." "It was to go towards a house, so good luck proving anything." I'd had enough of this prick. It bothered me that he wasn't apologizing or appeared to show any remorse. She'd trusted him, and he'd betrayed her trust: not only by cheating, but also by taking her money. Neither of which was sitting well with me. "What do you think the guys at the office or your buddies would think of your little three-some downstairs tonight, Eric?" His face started to turn a deep red. Although he was a handsome guy, if you preferred the Wall Street type, he certainly didn't look it now. Matter of fact, he looked like he was about to puke. Which meant I had his number. "You can't threaten me with that. Anonymity is rule one with the club." I shrugged. "I can't, but she can. She has pictures." His eyes darted back and forth between us. "But that's against club rules." "Well, see, that's a predicament. She's not actually a club member. In fact, you're in violation for allowing her to use your card tonight to get in." "I didn't. She must've copied it." "Which means she had access to it, which ultimately constitutes carelessness on your part." "What do you want from me?" "The truth. Are you stealing from me?" "No. Definitely not." Considering he didn't have access to my actual bank accounts but only to the reports, I chose to believe him. "Fine, but if I find one penny gone, those pictures go viral at your firm. Also, you'll return all the money to Ms.โ" "Trivioli," she supplied. Daniella Trivioli. The name rolled around in my mind. "Okay. Fine," he readily agreed. "And do not come back here. Your membership has been revoked." Now he looked like he was on the verge of crying. He certainly hadn't been as upset to lose his supposed future life partner. "Please, don't do that." "I don't tolerate thieves or liars, Eric. Now, I suggest you leave without a scene before I make one and have you tossed out." He turned, but not without walking in front of Daniella and mumbling something which made her go completely pale. "What did you just say to her?" "Nothing." Eric appeared in a hurry to be going. I moved closer to step in front of her. "What did he say to you?" I might be a prick, but the last thing I'd allow was the victim in this situation to be made to feel worse. This woman, in particular, was pulling out a protective side I hadn't felt in years. "He said 'have a nice life, you frigid orgasmless bimbo.'" I raised a brow. "He's never given you an climax?" Why did women stay with men who couldn't get them off? Monogamy was a foreign concept to me, especially if, at the very least, the intercourse wasn't good. She swallowed hard. Tears glistened in her prideful gaze. "Not often." Eric scoffed. "Because you take too long." There was a reason my club offered sexual confidence classes. Because men like Eric systematically shredded a woman's self-assurance by being selfish in bed. I stepped closer to Daniella. My arm went around her waist, pulling her to my side. I'd be lying if I said her warmth didn't affect me. Her soft curves could be felt under the flimsy excuse for a dress she was wearing. "I find it funny you'd automatically assume the problem is her." I let my hand wander down her side slowly, seductively, while I told myself I was helping her save face. "Because your ex-fiancรฉe is a beautiful woman." I stepped behind her then, my one hand still splayed on her hip, the other inching up her skirt in the back. How far would she be willing to let this go? Any moment I expected her to step away. At the same time, I hoped she wouldn't. "But she's clearly been sexually deprived for a long time. But don't worry, Eric. She's come to the right place to remedy that." Before I could think about the ramifications or the fact that Daniella wasn't the typical guest at Club Travesty, my hand went up her skirt and between her legs. | Red113 | 30 | https://www.facebook.com/61554938783328/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195428 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004057 | 1746634328 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Watch more | VIDEO | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=1136562474144993&rawadid=120213852411580533 | 1.0375126607215E+14 | Delighted Reading | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462841916_515973488131885_3717793379680511613_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ZE7HZaK6Zy0Q7kNvgG_cR5t&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AgHIXvF4AI2TjnDvC9On7IC&oh=00_AYBucUKqbkJ8GFhIzgir0lddLq95S6t3uMbhmtOgKbXx_Q&oe=67145EDD | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | My husband is deeply in love with his first love. When I told him jokingly that I was pregnant, he told me seriously: "You can't have this baby." I loved him, but I didn't want to love him blindly, so I ran away. Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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| 2195083 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634328 | 1634 | c.whastory.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://c.whastory.com/ad/bnV0cmVhZHMvMzI1NTU3LzIwMjQxMDE0MTAzMjIzL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.8142321172642E+14 | Wha002 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463015236_886939973179098_3805158086649476451_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=WQEwC88X300Q7kNvgFwWTRp&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AgROJs9sG72OusaRJR2y27V&oh=00_AYDHBxWtbS39JtaOr-glwR7KOaHljJmjKxb0TIOyH8t8KQ&oe=67143948 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. 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Nine months later, when I gave birth to the child in a small town hospital, I received a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband has gone crazy looking for you." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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When she saw him with his first love in bed, she signed the divorce papers in desperation and left bitterly. ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &2& | Good Story | 225 | https://www.facebook.com/100090635329790/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195797 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004063 | 1746634328 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Watch more | IMAGE | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=1136562474144993&rawadid=120213852390870533 | 1.0375126607215E+14 | Delighted Reading | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462890206_1066835875119579_554825955953539783_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=5a4jmIhr6moQ7kNvgEFnx-a&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AW1ucEZX8J0LsxF3Q-mKJtu&oh=00_AYDYHQLI0qN_cwTD9c2GQayOEvlqn36lKvByojsSVkwPeg&oe=67146806 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | My husband is deeply in love with his first love. When I told him jokingly that I was pregnant, he told me seriously: "You can't have this baby." I loved him, but I didn't want to love him blindly, so I ran away. Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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To have quiet time where I could pretend like my life was normal. Or I could pretend that I wasnโt always so sad and hurting all of the time. I sat on my window sill and watched as the world outside came to life. It was beautiful. The birds and animals outside looked free and happy. Even the flowers bloomed with bright colors and looked careless as they blew in the breeze. I envied them greatly. More than anything I longed to be free. To have any moment feeling so careless and happy. I finally got off the ledge when the alarm on my phone rang softly on my nightstand. I grabbed a rubber band from my dresser and threw my long hair up in a tight ponytail. I grabbed my sweater and backpack before heading out. I was going to be late if I didnโt get out to the kitchen soon. There would be hell to pay for that. The regular interactions I encountered with the Luna and my four adoptive brothers were torture enough. I didnโt need to go making things worse for myself. I was not a glutton for punishment. As I moved through the halls, I couldnโt believe it had almost been five years since I had been brought here. I was, of course, extremely grateful to my adoptive father, Alpha Angus, but in a lot of ways it was almost easier growing up on the streets and shifting between foster homes. I was brought to this castle in hopes that I would join the family and be accepted here but my adoptive mother and brothers made it clear that was never going to happen. I always had bullies and tough people on the streets and in foster homes. At least there I felt more equipped to defend myself. Hereโฆ well, how could I fight back against the Luna of a pack? Much less her four sons. Jane and Myraโthe hired cooking staffโwere already working in the kitchen, getting things ready and prepared. It already smelt delicious. I could see the crockpot was already started for dinner. My stomach growled. โGood morning, ladies. How are we doing today?โ I asked, grabbing my apron and tying it on. My voice was flat and low. I had no need to pretend with them. They both understood how difficult things could be in this house. Both of them exchanged a strange look before smiling awkwardly back at me. I felt a knot build up in my stomach. โWhat is it?โ โThe boys have requested breakfast burritos againโฆโ Jane answered. I sighed and rolled my eyes. Creating meals for my adoptive brothers had always been the worst. They delighted in making extremely complicated orders and insisted I remake things when they werenโt quite โperfectโ enough. Often I would make something and they would try to gaslight me by insisting that was not what they had ordered. Who was I to question them? Insulting my cooking was a regular and they would all question how such a โfatโ person could be so bad at making food. If I paid any attention to their bullying I would have several complexes about myself. โLet me hear it,โ I said with a dramatic sigh. I leaned against the counter and closed my eyes to listen. This was always the worst part. I knew Myra and Jane felt sympathetic but it didnโt help. Myra gave me an apologetic glance and began to read off the orders from the kitchen iPad. She rambled through the ridiculous concoctions the boys came up with and I let out a scoff with a dramatic eye roll more than once. I should be used to this by now but every day they still manage to get on every nerve that I had. โWell, they are creative, Iโll give them that,โ I sneered. Both my friends chuckled as we started. โAnd hot. They might be the hottest guys Iโve ever hated,โ Jane teased. We all laughed again. Jane was correct in saying that they were attractive. All of them were stunning and couldโve been models. Which almost made it that much worse. I would be lying if I said I hadnโt thought about each of them at some point or another. But their awful treatment toward me erased the stars as soon as they came into my mind. We cooked and prepared until things were ready. Jane and I headed out to the living room where the boys were waiting. Zek, the eldest and most intellectual, was sitting in his usual spot reading some obnoxiously complicated textbook. Dylan was sprawled out on the loveseat reviewing texts and matches from random bimbos on the Internet. I choke back vomit. Lionel and Ger were arguing and cussing at each other while playing a violent and childish video game. I expected nothing less. These four boys had a knack for acting like they ruled the world. And in some ways they did. They were spoiled and arrogant. They were never given any ounce of responsibility, and yet someday they would be responsible for the entire pack. The thought was unsettling, to say the least. We wordlessly placed their burritos down. I hoped to leave before any of them had a chance to comment. I had almost made it out of the room when Ger called back after me. His voice startled me and for a moment stopped me in my tracks. โGoodness, Rhea, how many of the ingredients did you sample before filling these burritos? Or are you just stuffing shit straight into your pants now? Look at the ass jiggle!โ he called out with a giggle. His brothers laughed as well, calling me โfat assโ and โbubbler buttโ. I rolled my eyes and headed to the kitchen. I did not have a lot of experience hanging out with other girls or knowing what was considered โattractiveโ. I knew well enough to know that I couldnโt trust the boys were always telling me the truth. They delighted in making me feel terrible. But still, their comments often stuck with me and I hated that. There was always a little voice in the back of my mind wondering if I truly was fat and ugly. I thought thatโd be the end of it. I only had about 15 minutes before it was time for school. I tried to forget about what the boys had said, I tried to think about school or anything else. I sat at the little kitchen table and started eating my own food. But I was quickly interrupted as all four boys piled into the room. My breath caught in my throat. โHiding in the kitchen, I see?โ Ger commented. โIโm just eating breakfast. I've moved away from youโฆ What else do you want?โ I asked, trying not to sound as timid as I felt. โWe just want to make sure you remember your place, chunky girl. Our father brought you here but youโre not special. Youโre not a part of the family,โ Lionel snarled. These were regular comments that I had heard continually since coming here. I stared at them blankly. Apparently, they wanted to make certain that all of their words and their insults sunk in. There was no room for confidence here. โYeah, thatโs why Iโm eating in the kitchenโฆโ I answered dryly. Lionel narrowed his eyes on me. โAre you sassing me?โ I swallowed hard. โAre you sure you really need such a big breakfast? I mean, look at you. If you keep eating no one will want you,โ Dylan chimed in with a wicked smirk. โDoes it really matter? Clearly, already no one wants her. Her own parents didnโt even want her,โ Ger joked. They all laughed. I frowned and tried not to let them see how hurt I really was. Dylan grabbed my plate and threw it toward the sink. It shattered and bits of porcelain flew around the room. I sighed knowing Myra or Jane would have to clean that up when we all left. I would have to apologize to them later. Having me here seemed to be a big inconvenience for everyone. I wondered if Alpha Angus recognized that. I doubted it. The boys continued to laugh and make other jokes. I continued to pretend like it didnโt affect me. It was continually hard whenever they brought up my parents. I still had no idea who my parents were or why they had abandoned me. I was certain that Alpha Angus knew more than he was saying about where I came from. But I also knew he wasnโt about to share any of that with me. The more he kept secrets the more I felt it must be something truly awful. Maybe they really didnโt love me. โBoys, come now weโre going to be late!โ Luna Simona stood in the doorway to the kitchen. โGoodness, look at this mess! Rhea, you are just impossible. Are you so incompetent that you canโt create a few simple breakfasts without making such a mess? You are so lucky that my husband took pity on you, though I still canโt imagine why. You are not even fit to be a servant in this house.โ Her words were dripping with disdain. She looked at me as she always didโlike a black stain on her otherwise perfect life. โIโm sorry, maโam,โ I replied begrudgingly. She rolled her eyes and sighed. I felt frustrated and awful. My stomach hurt and growled. โNever mind that now, you can clean it after school. Though why we bother to educate you at all Iโll never know. Itโs clearly not having an effect on you since you canโt even manage to clean the house or do your chores without making things worse or breaking things. The bus is coming, so hurry along, girl. Boys, Professor Stalling is waiting to give you your daily lessons.โ I untied my apron and headed out the door. My stomach grumbled as I moved on the way. I hoped Iโd be able to get something from a vending machine before my first class. As I passed my adoptive mother she sighed, sounding exasperated. I tried not to let it affect me and I continued walking. I wanted to be tough. I wanted to be confident and not let their torments affect me. But the truth was I felt small all the time. I felt worthless and ugly. The more I thought about my parents and my childhoodโbouncing around from place to placeโthe more I thought maybe the boys were right. Maybe I was unlovable and no one would ever want me. I tightened my jaw to keep myself from crying and headed out the door to wait for the bus. The brisk air was making it harder to keep my tears restrained. I didnโt want to start crying before I went to school. I didnโt need other students to see what a hot mess I was. I didnโt need to be tortured and tormented in school any more than I already would be. As I stood on the corner and waited for the bus, I promised myself that I would get out of this place. I daydreamed about a beyond the Horace family, and a future free from the torture that I endured every day. I imagined finding a mate who really loved me and took care of me. Someone who would defend me against anyone who would try to bully me again. Those thoughts almost made me feel more sad. I felt certain that I would never find such a magical person. I would never find a mate. But I would, I swore to myself, find a way to escape this torturous existence. Chapter 2 The Alpha Female I climbed onto the bus and kept my head down. Everyone stared at me, putting their backpacks on empty seats as I passed. I found an empty seat in the back and took it quickly. I looked out the window and avoided the looks and whispers from the other students. Everyone knew who I was and everyone knew how I was treated. It had been worse when the Horace brothers were still in school. It almost gave the other students license to mock me and tease me just as ruthlessly. Now they mostly just talked about me behind my back, which was easier to ignore. Everyone except Anastasia, who seemed to think it was her mission to make sure I continued to suffer just as much as I would have if the boys were still in school. Part of me wondered if she blamed me for the twins breaking up with her. It was possible. Though she should have known better than to think that Dylan, at least, would have settled down with her. โHello,โ came a new voice I hadnโt heard before, โis this seat taken?โ I looked up to see a pretty girl with golden hair smiling down at me. I raised a curious eyebrow. I hadnโt seen her before but if she went to our school there was no way she didnโt know who I was. โUm, sure?โ I answered, feeling confused. Her smile grew wider as she sat down. โIโm Emma,โ she started. โIโm new. I just transferred here. Whatโs your name?โ โRhea. I feel like I should warn you. You wonโt make many other friends sitting next to me. They might bully you right alongside me. I wonโt be offended if you want to consider changing seats,โ I admitted. Her expression softened and she looked at me like she thought I was exaggerating or lying. โThatโs all right, Iโm sure itโs not as bad as all thatโโ Before she could say anything else, she was interrupted by a shrill laugh. I rolled my eyes and looked forward to see her standing there in all her glory. Anastasia Duchannes. โWhat in the world is this?โ she asked loud enough that the entire bus could hear. She made her way back toward us, keeping her sharp green eyes locked on me. โYou actually found someone to talk to you?โ Now she turned her eyes on Emma. โYou must be new. Let me help you out, sugar. You donโt want to go making friends with the wrong sort of people. That one there, sheโs the wrong sort of people. Since youโre new, Iโll let this slide. Feel free to choose another seat.โ Emma looked at me and seemed a bit shocked. I shrugged sympathetically. I had tried to warn her. โI told you I wonโt be offended,โ I replied to Emmaโs unspoken question. โWhat could you have possibly done to warrant such treatment?โ Emma whispered. Anastasia laughed again. โAre you serious? Look at her. This right here is the filth of the filth. She comes from the lowest rung on the totem pole. She isnโt worth anything,โ she answered. Emmaโs expression hardened. โEveryone is worth something,โ she replied. Anastasia looked taken aback for a moment. I felt stunned. I had never seen anyone stand up to Anastasia like that, especially not on my behalf. โI think Iโm fine where I am, thank you.โ โWell, Rhea, it looks like you found another bottom dweller. I hope you two fat asses are comfortable sharing such a small seat.โ Anatasiaโs eyes lingered on Emma and I knew she had plans to make her regret her choice. โThank you but I donโt think you should have done that,โ I whispered. Emma smiled at me. โI donโt like bullies. Itโs not okay how they treat you,โ she answered. I half smiled. โExcept now you just earned yourself the same treatment. Trust me when I say Anastasia isnโt the kind of girl you want to piss off.โ โTell me about her.โ I proceeded to explain that Anastasia came from a prominent wolf pack. Her father was an Alpha and a cruel one at that. It had left Anastasia cold and evil. I explained about the Horace family and how she had dated the twins. How she still came around and hooked up with all of them. I mentioned how Anastasia had chanced away any other girl who showed even the slightest interest in any of the brothers. I told her how the boys treated me and that Anastasia took up their mantle. โI think she hates me the most because she canโt get rid of me. She had nothing to be jealous of. None of the Horace brothers would ever dream of being with someone like me but still, I think she views me as some kind of threat. Anyway, thereโs no limit to the kinds of awful things she will do. Sheโs turned torture and bullying into an art form,โ I answered dryly. Emma took a deep breath and looked forward. โWell, thatโs a lot. Iโm so sorry youโve been through all that. Thatโs not okay,โ she whispered. I shrugged and tried to brush it off. โIt is what it is. Soon Iโll be 18 and get far away from this place,โ I said with a longing sigh. โWhere will you go?โ she asked. I smiled at her and we started talking about our dreams and the future. It was one of the best conversations I have had in a long time. I realized how long it had been since I had had a real conversation with someone other than Myra and Jane. Not that they werenโt great friends but they were much older than me and in a lower station. They couldnโt fully understand everything I went through. Emma on the other hand was also 17 and seemed to really understand what it was like to be bullied and treated so poorly. When we arrived at school I said goodbye as I headed to my first class. โWait!โ Emma called after me. โDo you want to have lunch together? Whatโs your number? Iโll text you when I get out of class.โ I smiled and walked back, giving her my phone number. I was excited that for the first time since coming to live with the Horace family, I wouldnโt be eating lunch alone in the bathroom. I waved goodbye and headed to my first class. Classes were not as terrible as the in-between times. The teachers didnโt seem to care so much that I was being teased and tormented but they cared when their lessons were interrupted. That was enough to put a stop to most studentโs chances to harass me. I enjoyed first period the most. Math and numbers always seemed to come easiest to me. I was finding geometry even more fun than algebra. Normally, as the day moved on I found myself dreading lunch but knowing that I was going to hang out with Emma again made me feel differentโbetter. I felt a sense of comradery that I had never felt before. It was nice to have someone to share all my hard times with. It was nice to be validated in my feelings about it all. Emma texted me about five after midday. She asked me to meet her by the bleachers in the open field. I quickly went through the lunch line and grabbed a bit more than usual. I still felt starving after missing breakfast. I tried to keep my head down and avoid any contact with other students. I didnโt need any more comments on my diet or my looks. I took the long way around the quart yard to avoid Anastasia and her band of loyal followers. I somehow managed to make it all the way to the field without anything but a side comment in passing. โHey, how were your first classes?โ I asked. Emma gave me a strange look. โWell, you were right. It was a terrible choice to be friends with you. News travels very fast in this school,โ she exclaimed. I nodded. โI warned you,โ I repeated. She nodded and popped a few grapes into her mouth. It was peaceful out in the field. There were a few odd couples in the area as well but almost no one else. I could still hear the other students laughing and talking near the quart yard and the cafeteria but we would go unnoticed for the most part sitting on the benches. I wondered momentarily why I had never thought to sit out here before. โSo, tell me about your old school and why you moved here,โ I asked. Emma scoffed and began to tell me about life in her other city. It didnโt seem that different from where we were except she was closer to the beach. She told me she had never been particularly popular and always tended to be an outcast. I laughed at her. โWell then, maybe you did choose the right company,โ I teased. She smiled at me. We talked more about school and why her parents moved to a new city and a new pack. She seemed calm and content with almost everything, even the parts of her life that didnโt seem particularly pleasant. โHow do you manage to stay so positive?โ Emma didnโt look at me but instead kept her eyes closed and aimed toward the sun. โHonestly, I donโt know. I wish I had a better answer for you but also I havenโt had quite the life you had, Rhea. Things might be different if our situations were switched.โ The bell rang, urging us back to our classes. As we walked back to the main campus, Emma asked me to hang out again after school. I felt delighted. I was certain I would get some hell for not coming home straight away but it was worth it to feel like I had some semblance of a life. It was worth it to have a friend. The rest of the day carried on like normal. I did my best to stay focused despite some of the students passing me terrible notes and making whispered comments about me. I found it easier to put up with now. I met Emma by the bus station after school and walked with her to her house when it let us off. We spent a few hours talking, doing homework, and eating snacks that her mother had put out. I wondered if this was what life was like for all normal children. It was wonderful. I wanted to stay but knew I couldnโt. When it was getting closer to dinner time I said goodbye and started to head home. I knew Myra and Jane would be missing me and I couldnโt give Luna Simona or the boys any other reason to be cruel to me. I walked into the house and headed toward the living room and into the kitchen. I stopped when I saw Ger and Dylan very intimately on the couch with some girl I didnโt recognize. She was going back and forth between making out with each of them while they let their hands run wild over her body. She let out soft coos of pleasure but stopped abruptly when she saw me standing there. As soon as she stopped, Ger and Dylan looked up as well and narrowed their eyes in anger when they saw me. โGet out you nasty perv! What are you doing just standing there like some dumb idiot?โ Dylan screamed. I quickly forced my feet to move and headed into the kitchen. Both of them were still calling after me. I heard the girl exclaim that she had to leave. Oh, no. I knew I was really in for it now. โWhat is it? Whatโs happened?โ Simona asked, coming into the kitchen. She was followed quickly by Dylan and Ger. โThis dumb girl was spying on us in the living room. We wereโฆ entertaining and our guest left early. She wasnโt comfortable with a nasty little spy,โ Ger explained. I swallowed hard. โI think we should punish her,โ Dylan added. I could tell from my adoptive motherโs expression that that was exactly what they were going to do. -------------------------------------------------- There are limited chapters to put here, click โlearn moreโ to open App to continue reading (It will automatically jump to the book) | Literie-Alpha King | 223 | https://www.facebook.com/61555762332950/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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"What are the pictures for?" "Well, nothing says insurance better than a photo of your former fiancรฉ banging another woman while getting it in the hip at the same time by a dude." ____________ Daniella I took a deep breath and smoothed down my wig, thinking the bright pink hair actually made my blue eyes stand out more than did my natural auburn locks. The shimmering silver, barely-covering-my-hip dress and my thigh-high, black suede boots completed the look. Although not quite. Because I was feeling festive and maybe because I needed some metaphoric balls tonight, I put on a pair of ornament earrings. After all, I was heading to a Christmas party, one being held three days before the holiday. And I wanted to look my absolute best when busting my fiancรฉ for cheating on me. Yeah, nothing said Merry Christmas quite like sticking your shaft in some other chick right before coming home to your loving fiancรฉe for the holidays. Stuck in the city working on an unfortunate project until tomorrow morning. God, how many times over the last year had I fallen for Eric's lines about working late? Too many. Though we shared a rented townhouse in New Jersey, I'd always been supportive of him keeping an apartment in Manhattan. I'd felt terrible about him having to schlep all the way home after a late night at work. But now I knew better. Too bad I'd already wasted two years with him, but I was determined not to squander one more day. Of course, I could've waited to confront him at home, but I knew he'd deny it. I'd also lose the advantage of having evidence. So I was going to a party tonight that I knew he'd be attending in order to gather the undeniable proof. Club Travesty didn't boast a flashy entrance. Matter of fact, it was tough to find. I imagined it would be even harder to gain entry into tonight's Christmas party. Which is why I'd cloned Eric's membership card. I'd found it in his inside jacket pocket late one evening when he'd forgotten to take it out. That had been his second misstep. The first was leaving a brochure in his glove compartment which had started my suspicions about this club he belonged to. Then, of course, he'd clearly underestimated me. He had no clue I'd be able to access his online credit card account, discover where the card had been used, and utilize parking stubs to figure out the address of the place. At which point, I'd hacked into his email to see the invitation. Now that I was taking the fake membership card out of my purse, I fought the nerves. I was good with a computer and detailsโI'd managed fake ID's in college for me and all my friendsโbut there was always a chance I'd be caught at the door. Guess Plan B would have to consist of Eric coming home to find I'd moved out all of my things earlier today. Smiling at the large man in the black suit with the closely cropped hair at the door, I handed him my card. I watched him scan it while trying to steady my heartbeat. The idea of catching Eric in the act made me anxious. But even more did I worry about entering a intercourse club holiday party for God only knows what. I wondered if I'd thought this through. I mean what if everyone attending was part of an orgy? Or all of a sudden, I became a submissive for a man in a mask with a whip while "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer" blasted in the background? Considering how boring my intercourse life with Eric had been, I'd be lying if I said either thought didn't turn me on a little. Matter of fact, disguised as I was and about to be very single, I found myself eager to see what was inside the club. Coming out of my weird, holiday-themed, intercourse-deprived thoughts, I saw the green light flash and smiled at the bouncer who'd allowed me entry. Whew. I'd made it in. But now what? Now to look like I belonged here. I wasn't sure what I'd expected, but classy chandeliers, posh carpets, and a beautiful Christmas tree front and center hadn't been it. I stepped past the entrance and deeper inside by way of a short hallway. I found myself in the middle of a party. Waitresses in barely-there tuxedo one-piece rompers served champagne while soft holiday music played in the background. So much for a raunchy intercourse dungeon. I adjusted my mask. My simple black one was nothing compared to some of the more ornate masks I could see around the room. For a moment, I started to think I might have been mistaken about what type of party this was. Then I noticed the people congregating near the glass on the far side of the room. Stepping closer to the window, I sucked in a breath. Rooms with glass from floor to ceiling had people on display in various intercourse acts. The one in front of me boasted two gorgeous women, one of whom was on her back while the other devoured her between her thighs. Walking down a few feet, I saw the next room featured two men and one woman. She had one shaft in her mouth and the other pumping deep inside of her from behind, fast and furious. I was fascinated and hard-pressed to move on from it. But I had to remember I was here for a purpose and tore my eyes away to step down to the next room. I wasn't a prude by any stretch, despite the boring intercourse I'd been having with my fiancรฉ, but the next scene shocked my senses. In this room a man plowed into a woman missionary-style while another man went to town, thrusting into the first man's hip. I was about to move on when my gaze locked on the eyes of the man in the middle. The mask made it hard to determine for sure, but the unmistakable birth mark on his left pec absolutely identified him. Eric was not only cheating on me, but he was also bisexual? I slid out my flash-drive-sized camera and tried to get the right angle. I wanted to get Eric's masked face along with the unmistakable birth mark: tangible evidence. I'd need it since there wasn't exactly a way I could confront him at the moment. Not unless I wanted to bang against the glass and whip off my mask. Although tempting, I would rather show him the proof with the photo. This ought to get his cooperation in returning the money he owed me, my true priority. I'd given him seventy-five thousand dollars out of my savings to go towards a down payment on the house we planned to buy together. Hindsight made me feel stupid for having trusted him, but when you think you'll spend the rest of your life with someone, what was transferring your savings for your dream home? Unfortunately, my sleuthing revealed he'd spent the money instead of putting it in his nonexistent savings. Evidently, he was a cheater all the way around. Tucking the camera in my purse and giving one last glance toward Eric, I was about to turn and make my way out when a hand clamped on my elbow and a low voice came in my ear. "Miss, please follow me." The man's grip wasn't leaving me much of a choice. A tank in a suit, he was careful, however, make it look as though he was merely guiding me through the crowd. But when he led me into a cleverly hidden elevator near the bar, I had a moment of panic. "Where are you taking me?" "To see the boss, ma'am." "Um, why is that?" "Don't know, but I reckon you'll find out soon enough." His Southern voice might be soothing, but his words weren't. Had they figured out my ID was fake? Or had they spotted the camera? Either way, I was pretty sure I was screwed. And not in a good, intercourse-club kind of way. Shane Finances didn't wait, not even for Christmas week. This was why, instead of enjoying the party downstairs, I was up in my office crunching numbers, frustrated with our part-time accountant's work or lack thereof. The IRS year-end deadline was looming, but instead of making my profit-and-loss statement his priority tonight, he was downstairs partaking in the festivities. Which is probably what I should have been doing. But ironically, as one of the owners of Club Travesty, I had very little time to indulge in the club's activities. "Hey, Boss, you coming down?" Heather, my bar manager and long-time loyal employee, came up the stairs. The open loft-like space held both my desk and my best friend's, in addition to a round table and chairs I used for meetings. I held my head, wanting the break but not in the mood for celebration. Looking up, I tried not to let the stress show. "Not yet. Everything going all right?" She nodded. "Yep. Good crowd tonight. rooms are hot. Matter of fact, I might be up for something later if, uh, you are." I forced myself to scan Heather, with her bustier lifting her fake boobs and cinching her tiny waist, and tight leather pants encasing her toned legs. Her hair was long and blond, both of which weren't natural, but it did make her look younger than her thirty-eight birthdays. We'd done acts together over the years, but it had been a while. Mainly because I'd been worried she'd started to catch feelings after the last time. I didn't do feelings with intercourse. Regardless, my shaft should have stirred. It didn't. I blamed the numbers in front of me. "Maybe some other time, honey." The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her feelings. "Always happy to take a raincheck. Don't work too hard now." Right. I'd owned the club with my best friend, Max, for nearly ten years, and I did remember when it used to be fun. Of course what two red-blooded males wouldn't love the idea of running a intercourse club? But lately it was literally all work and no play. Rubbing my eyes and knowing I still had a long night ahead of me, I stood up from my desk and went through the secure door on my right. There my security team monitored the rooms and the guests on the dozen screens in front of them. "How's it going, Ron?" I addressed the head of security and the best man I had on the job. "Nothing out of the ordinary, Mr. Nelson." His scrutinizing gaze never left the screens, scanning for any type of breach in either the rooms or the party crowd. Anonymity was the most important thing at Club Travesty, something I took very seriously and the reason I had top security. "Is Max on the bar?" "Yes, sir. Any chance he gets." Not only was Max my best friend from childhood, but he was also my business partner. Whereas I preferred the back office, he enjoyed being in the mix, dealing with personnel and schmoozing. He was the people person. I was not. Typically, we had a much smaller crowd. But during the holidays, we did two big VIP parties, one to celebrate Christmas and another on New Year's Eve. This was in addition to the many other services we offered. Private rooms for couples who wanted to come in and spice things up, kinky BDSM rooms in the basement, and a newer service I'd added a few years ago which focused on the woman. This included everything from sexual confidence counselors to the "boyfriend experience," where lonely women could come in to gain mojo. I was just about to step out and back to the books when Ron honed in on something. "Focus in on camera four," he instructed Alan, his junior security guy. I wasn't sure what he was looking at until I spotted her. Pink hair that was obviously fake, tight petite body in a silver, curve-hugging dress, and thigh-high boots that were hot. "What's she holding?" "I think it's a camera." He spoke into the intercom, reaching every security guard via their inconspicuous earpieces. "I've got a possible breach. Pink hair, silver dress, black boots. In front of room number four." Photos were a definite violation of club policy. "Run her credentials," I instructed. "Yes, sir. You want us to confiscate the device and escort her out?" That would be the easiest thing to do. But I wanted answers first. "No, bring her up here. Proceed discreetly." Daniella The elevator doors opened to a large floor space. Two desks sat in the middle of the room and a bay of one-way mirrors appeared to look down over the main floor. My anxiety was already high, but then I saw him. It went up a whole other level. Dressed all in black in a well-tailored suit, he walked towards me with a masculine confidence which left no doubt he was in charge. He was gorgeous in a dangerous way with chiseled features, midnight black hair and a scruff that made me wonder what it would feel like between my thighs. Jesus, where had that thought come from? I blamed the intercourse God in front of me along with the visual from the rooms still on my mind. He stopped a foot in front me and held out his hand. "May I see your ID card?" I swallowed hard before fishing it from my clutch and handing it over. My voice escaped me, though I didn't know whether it was from his presence or from my nerves over the fake ID. "Scan this." He held it out for Tank Man. "Yes, sir." After taking the card, Tank Man opened a door off to the side, offering me a glimpse of monitors. The moment the door closed, I felt very aware we were alone. The floor may have been spacious, but at that moment it felt anything but. "What, uh, what is this about?" I'd finally found my voice. "It's about the camera, and the pictures you were taking." He didn't seem like a man who would appreciate a false runaround, so I didn't bother to deny it. "I'm guessing it's against club rules?" "You'd guess right. And if you turn it over, I won't press charges." "You won't press charges against me for taking pictures in a intercourse club?" As if he would call the cops here. I might be shaking in my boots, but I wasn't stupid. His smile didn't reach his eyes. "Take off your mask, please." I swallowed hard but removed it as instructed. Perhaps if I cooperated, he'd be more willing to let me keep the photos. "I've never seen you here before. What's your name?" I looked beyond him to where the big man who'd taken my ID was coming out of the door. "I'm sure your human tank can tell you." His lips twitched, but he simply turned towards his man with a quirked brow. "Beth Jones, sir. But the membership code belongs to Eric Patterson." Note to self. When lying and going undercover, wear shoes I could actually run in. These four-inch boots were definitely not fitting the bill if I wanted to make a break for it. "Go back to your station downstairs, Chad. Send up Lance, please." "He so didn't look like a Chad," I commented once the door was closed. Hey, even if I was screwed, I could still be sarcastic. *** Shane I was the type of man accustomed to having people nervous upon meeting me. I might not be big like the "Tank" she'd referred to, but at six foot one, two hundred pounds, I'd been known to intimidate the people I wanted to. But this woman was cracking jokes. She was challenging me about the police, despite her hands shaking when she'd handed over the ID card and taken off her mask. I appreciated that she hadn't bothered to lie or play dumb. "Who is Eric Patterson to you?" I hadn't missed the way she'd involuntarily flinched when his name had been mentioned. She lifted her chin. "My soon-to-be-former fiancรฉ." "I'm guessing he doesn't know you're here?" "You'd guess correctly." She had spunk; I'd give her that. "What are the pictures for?" "Well, nothing says insurance better than a photo of your former fiancรฉ banging another woman while getting it in the hip at the same time by a dude." If this wasn't so serious, then I might have grinned at her choice of words. "Insurance against what? You're a woman who came in tonight to get proof your fiancรฉ was cheating. So now go home, throw his clothes out, and do whatever you women do to get your revenge, but leave my club out of it." She gritted her teeth. "I have something that could be useful to you." I raised a brow, slowly scanning up from her thigh-high boots to the short dress that gave me a glimpse of skin. Her breasts, although not large, were certainly real. And despite the fact she was wearing a lot of makeup, I could see that under it she was beautiful. For a moment, I wanted nothing better than to rip off her wig to see the color of her hair. But the murderous glare she was shooting me gave me pause, not to mention amusement. "Jesus. Are all men pigs? I meant your security system. Obviously, I'm not throwing myself at the owner of a intercourse club. I'm not that pathetic." Normally I didn't care what people thought about me, having perfected such an art form years ago. But this particular woman's audacity to think herself too good for me snapped my temper. "I can assure you I'd rather j-rk off than sleep someone vanilla like you." I immediately saw the hurt flash in her eyes and instantly regretted my words. I'd made this personal when it was only business. "I'm sure my fiancรฉ had the same thought. And the insurance I speak of is because he took my money, and I want it back." She dug in her clutch and handed over a small camera. "I'll be going now unless you have any other insults you'd prefer to hurl before I do." Unbelievable. "As if implying you'd never stoop so low as to sleep with me wasn't starting it." Her pretty face showed confusion. "What are you talking about? You know what? It doesn't matter. I need to go." I was about to let her. Getting the camera should have been enough, but I needed to address one more thing. How had she gotten in tonight? My gaze landed on Lance coming out of the elevator. He'd been on the door when Ms. Beth Jonesโwhich couldn't be her real nameโhad come through. "Wait one moment. Lance, do you remember letting this woman in the door earlier tonight?" Lance assessed her quickly but shook his head. "Sorry, sir. I don't remember her. There were a lot of women dressed similarly tonight." "Yes, but this one gave you a fake ID. It might have looked authentic, but it was cloned from the card of a male member, which she is definitely not. That you should've caught. Clear out your things. You're fired." She gasped. "What? No. You can't fire him." *** Daniella The arrogant prick had the nerve to arch a brow at me. "I'm the owner. I can do whatever I like." "Yes, sir. Sorry, sir." Lance spoke up, ready to leave. Could I help it if my guilt was heavy? I'd come to expose a cheater, not make some poor guy lose his job. "No, wait. I'll show you how I cloned the cards. That's what I was offering before. But if I show you, then you have to let, uh, Lance keep his job. You have a serious security breach with the way your cards are designed." I watched him contemplate. "Are you a computer hacker?" "No, just really good with them." "And how are you with accounting? Because if I dismiss Eric from the club, I'm going to be without an accountant." My eyes widened. "You let Eric handle your books? Are you a client of his firm?" "No. He did this on the side to compensate for his, uh, membership fee. He is an accountant, is he not?" "Yeah, one who stole money and doesn't have the accumulated wealth he boasts about." I used air quotes to highlight the last few words. Although his face said nothing, the set of his jaw told me everything. "Lance, go downstairs and bring Mr. Patterson up here. I have some questions for him." "Does that mean Lance isn't fired?" "It would seem so. For now." Tank Two simply nodded. "Yes, sir. I'll bring Mr. Patterson up." "How did you find out he was stealing?" "I gave him seventy-five thousand dollars to go with his supposed two hundred thousand for a down payment on a house. None of it is in his bank accounts. Matter of fact, the statements show he's exclusively been withdrawing money for months." "Excuse me?" "When I hacked into his bank accounts, none of my money was there. But I did see it used to be, along with a couple hundred thousand, but it's all been withdrawn. That's why I need the pictures from tonight, as insurance he'll give my money back." "I take it he wouldn't want people finding out he was having intercourse with another man?" "He'd freak out if I let the pictures go to all of his buddies or coworkers." "Are you sure you want to see him? I could just as easily do this without you here. The last thing I want is for you to start crying or get hysterical." Seriously? "The answer to your insulting question would be no, I won't start freaking out." Matter of fact, I was more than ready to confront Eric. Shane I watched Eric come off the elevator doors. He took off the mask and gave me a smile before his gaze flicked over to my guest. "Daniella. That's not you, is it?" She ripped the pink wig off her head, letting auburn locks flow down her back and making it clear she was the person he'd guessed. She was even prettier without the wig, with her natural dark red hair cascading down her back in waves, but it was the fire in her eyes which made her stunning. Although I'd hauled him up here wanting answers about his alleged stealingโhe was acting as my accountant, after allโlike a sick voyeur, I was riveted to the spot. I wanted to find out what would happen once she confronted him over the cheating. "What are you doing here?" Eric asked, still clearly in shock. "Shouldn't that be my question for you?" She was calm. I'd give her that. "I, uh, I mean some people from the officeโwe were working late andโ" "Oh, my God. Even now you lie. After I saw you having intercourse with some guy ten minutes ago." Eric went pale at her remark, and I have to say it made me happy. I'd never really liked the guy on a personal level and wasn't surprised to find he was a cheater. The question was whether he was a thief. If he was, I was going to break his face. "What do you expect? You're boring in the bedroom. No boobs, no adventureโ" "No manhood," she supplied, arching a brow. At least she wasn't about to let him insult her. There was no way it couldn't have stung, though, especially after my earlier comment. "As enlightening as it would be to hear you two go back and forth all night, I don't have the time. But I do have a vested interest in bringing you up here, Eric." His gaze shifted to me, and I could see it. The nervousness. "Uh, what's that?" "Are you stealing from me?" "No. No way, Shane." I raised a brow at his familiarity. "I mean Mr. Nelson, sir." "Did you steal from her?" His eyes got big, and he turned red. "No. She's my fiancรฉe." "Not any more I'm not." She took off the ring and tossed it onto a nearby table. If she'd been smart, she would've used it for leverage to ensure he returned her money first, but I stayed quiet. And in fact, before he could step over to grab the considerably sized diamond ring, she snatched it up. "Return my money, and you can have it back." "What? That ring is worth over ten grand. All precedents says the man gets the ring back if an engagement is broken." But then again, this was the most amusement I'd had in weeks. "I'm aware of what legal precedents says. However, if the man owes her seventy-five thousand dollars, the ring can be held as collateral. I want it all returned." "It was to go towards a house, so good luck proving anything." I'd had enough of this prick. It bothered me that he wasn't apologizing or appeared to show any remorse. She'd trusted him, and he'd betrayed her trust: not only by cheating, but also by taking her money. Neither of which was sitting well with me. "What do you think the guys at the office or your buddies would think of your little three-some downstairs tonight, Eric?" His face started to turn a deep red. Although he was a handsome guy, if you preferred the Wall Street type, he certainly didn't look it now. Matter of fact, he looked like he was about to puke. Which meant I had his number. "You can't threaten me with that. Anonymity is rule one with the club." I shrugged. "I can't, but she can. She has pictures." His eyes darted back and forth between us. "But that's against club rules." "Well, see, that's a predicament. She's not actually a club member. In fact, you're in violation for allowing her to use your card tonight to get in." "I didn't. She must've copied it." "Which means she had access to it, which ultimately constitutes carelessness on your part." "What do you want from me?" "The truth. Are you stealing from me?" "No. Definitely not." Considering he didn't have access to my actual bank accounts but only to the reports, I chose to believe him. "Fine, but if I find one penny gone, those pictures go viral at your firm. Also, you'll return all the money to Ms.โ" "Trivioli," she supplied. Daniella Trivioli. The name rolled around in my mind. "Okay. Fine," he readily agreed. "And do not come back here. Your membership has been revoked." Now he looked like he was on the verge of crying. He certainly hadn't been as upset to lose his supposed future life partner. "Please, don't do that." "I don't tolerate thieves or liars, Eric. Now, I suggest you leave without a scene before I make one and have you tossed out." He turned, but not without walking in front of Daniella and mumbling something which made her go completely pale. "What did you just say to her?" "Nothing." Eric appeared in a hurry to be going. I moved closer to step in front of her. "What did he say to you?" I might be a prick, but the last thing I'd allow was the victim in this situation to be made to feel worse. This woman, in particular, was pulling out a protective side I hadn't felt in years. "He said 'have a nice life, you frigid orgasmless bimbo.'" I raised a brow. "He's never given you an climax?" Why did women stay with men who couldn't get them off? Monogamy was a foreign concept to me, especially if, at the very least, the intercourse wasn't good. She swallowed hard. Tears glistened in her prideful gaze. "Not often." Eric scoffed. "Because you take too long." There was a reason my club offered sexual confidence classes. Because men like Eric systematically shredded a woman's self-assurance by being selfish in bed. I stepped closer to Daniella. My arm went around her waist, pulling her to my side. I'd be lying if I said her warmth didn't affect me. Her soft curves could be felt under the flimsy excuse for a dress she was wearing. 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"Whatever," Michelle snorted before she zoomed off, leaving a cloud of dust behind that made Anastasia cough. In no time, Anastasia was able to find a cab. Reaching the city hall, Anastasia found Michelle standing in front of a staff; it was the same staff that called Anastasia to come retrieve her marriage certificate. It turned out they had registered to the same staff. Anastasia wanted to turn back and leave to avoid another encounter with Michelle. Unfortunately, luck wasn't on her side. The staff recognized Anastasia and quickly called her. "Mrs. Wallace, I have your marriage certificate with me. Please come and get it," said the staff. Instantly, Michelle turned back with a grin on her face when she saw Anastasia. "Ana, come and take your marriage certificate," she urged her. Anastasia read between the lines. She was mocking her for marrying the black sheep while she was married to the CEO of the Wallace enterprise. Anastasia revealed a small smile that didn't reach her eyes, took the marriage certificate from the staff, and turned, about to leave, but Michelle stopped her. "Come on, I want to see it. I want to see the useless man you will start calling your husband for the rest of your life," she urged, her eyes filled with mockery and her tone hushed, so that the staff wouldn't hear her. "We can see it later," Anastasia replied, about to walk out but grabbed her hand, stopping her. "Don't make me repeat myself," she threatened with a glare. In a blink of an eye, Michelle's expression was back to normal, as if she hadn't just threatened Ana. "Anastasia." Ana heard someone call her. She turned back to find Richard marching towards them. When they had come to register, he had made it clear to her that he wasn't coming along with her to get the certificates. 'What is he doing here?' She wondered. "Hi Michelle," he greeted her, while Michelle tried to hide the disgust in her face as she stared at him. She couldn't be any more glad that she was married to Xavier. Turning to Anastasia, he suggested, "Let's go home and celebrate by having a little fun tonight." He winked at Anastasia with a sly grin on his lips as he chewed a piece of gum. He placed his hand on her waist, making her flinch. Anastasia ignored him, pretending she didn't hear him speak. She gulped down her saliva, inhaled then exhaled, hoping it would calm her nerves. "I'm talking to you," Richard nearly yelled at her when she gave him nothing but silence. "You are hurting me," she managed to mumble, her eyes lowering, unable to make eye contact with him. His grip on her waist had tightened. "Oh, so you can hear me? I thought you went deaf for a second," said Richard, licking his lips lustfully as he sized her up. Tears pooled in Anastasia's eyes while her hands clenched on the envelope, the paper that clearly stated she was finally married to Richard, who was the black sheep of the Wallace family. While her younger sister, Michelle was to marry her first son, Xavier, whom she had only seen once when he and his grandma came to their mansion to finalize a few things with her family. She knew her whole world had shattered and there was no point in revival. She could have ran away, far away from these people, but she couldn't. Her father had already threatened her that if she did, he would demolish the NGO she owned. The NGO was a place filled with happy children, a place she worked hard to build with her savings. The center had been spearheaded by her cousin who lived in constant fear of Anastasia's father. So, for the children's happiness, she had to sacrifice her freedom. Michelle scoffed when she saw Anastasia tearing up. "Richard, I've been asking Ana to show me the certificate, but she doesn't want to show me. But now that you are here, don't you want to see how handsome you look in it?" She asked him with a bright smile. "I want to see how I look in the picture, not that I would be surprised by my looks since I've always been handsome. Show it to me, baby," Richard urged her. 'Fool,' Michelle thought to herself. Anastasia didn't want to delay and make things harder for her. Her hands trembled as she ripped open the envelope that contained the marriage certificate. She could feel the weight of their gazes on her as she spread it open, her breath catching in her throat. Her eyes fell on the photo attached and the certificate slipped from her grasp, fluttering on the floor. Her heart pounded wildly, her chest tight with a mix of disbelief and fear. 'That's not Richard, that's Xavier.' 2: Sheโs the richest member of the Harrison Family Michelle frowned when she saw Anastasia drop the certificate. She picked it up, her eyes widening in disbelief when she saw the photo attached. She looked at Anastasia, shock mirrored in their expressions. "This is Xavier? How come you have Xavier's picture in your certificate?" Michelle questioned, glaring at Anastasia who was still frozen in shock as if she had a hand in it. Her voice attracted the attention of the people at the city hall. Michelle didn't waste any time and quickly tore open her certificate. "What theโ" she nearly cursed when she saw Richard's picture attached alongside hers on the certificate. "I'm married to Richard? What sort of a mistake is this?" She questioned no one in particular. Richard was also baffled by the mix-up, but he didn't see it as a big deal. As long as he was married to one of them, he was okay with it. Ruffling his hair, he said, "You two can go ahead and figure out how this happened. I have to meet up with my friends and have a drink." After that, he went his own way. Michelle couldn't help but glare at his back. Anastasia heard what Michelle said, and couldn't help but be even more shocked. The whole mix-up was completely unexpected. Anastasia was internally hoping for a miracle from the heavens, but she never expected their spouses to be exchanged. She found herself married to Xavier, while Michelle was now married to Richard. "What is this?!" Michelle's outburst brought her back from her thoughts as she compared the two certificates in her hands, as if her eyes were deceiving her. Michelle gritted her teeth in anger. She went to the staff and showed her the certificates. "What sort of joke is this? The man I came here with earlier was Xavier Wallace, and you got me married to Richard Wallace?!" She barked, veins popping on her neck out of frustration. At first, the staff was wondering what Michelle could be whispering to Anastasia. But seeing the mix-up, she felt a cold sweat run down her back. "You need to fix this!" Michelle ordered, her anger palpable. She had been daydreaming about how her wedding night with Xavier was going to feel like. But now that she wasn't married to Xavier as she'd expected, she felt a sudden urge to kill. The staff nodded vehemently, rushing from her seat to find out what could have caused the mix-up. Michelle turned to Anastasia. "I'm sure you are happy about this. You bribed the staff to swap the IDs, right? I know your ways, Anastasia. Mum and Dad are going to hear about this, and I will make sure they beat the truth out of you," she threatened, her teeth gnashing together while her fists clenched on the certificates. Michelle had never imagined getting married to Richard, Xavier's younger brother. He never took his life seriously and never set a goal for himself. The only reason he seemed important was because he came from the Wallace family. She didn't want to be married to such a person. She deemed it to be an abomination. "What are you saying, Michelle? How could I have bribed the staff? We came here at different hours to register, and there are many staff here as well," said Anastasia, hoping Michelle would believe her. The staff came back, sweat already glistening on her forehead. "I'm s-sorry, Mrs. Wallace. There w-was a fault with our system and it ended up swapping y-your IDs," the staff stuttered, afraid of her own life especially since Xavier Wallace was involved. She was internally hoping she wouldn't lose her job. "Shut up! This is a city hall for crying out loud and you are telling me there was a fault with your system? Don't tell me lies. She," Michelle pointed at Anastasia. "She bribed you, didn't she?" The staff glanced between Michelle and Anastasia, confused by Michelle's words. All she could do was shake her head. "No ma'amโ" The staff didn't get the chance to complete her sentence when Michelle stormed out of the city hall, dragging Anastasia along with her. "Get in the car," she ordered when they reached outside. "We are going home and you are going to explain to Mom and Dad how this mistake happened," Michelle added, getting into the car. Anastasia had no choice but to get into the car. Michelle drove the car, heading to the Harrison mansion while calling Ana names now and then. The latter kept quiet, awaiting her doom as soon as they got out of the car since Michelle had already texted their parents about the mix-up. "You'd better confess now, else Dad is only going to beat you up to a pulp," she threatened nonstop. They finally arrived at the mansion. Michelle stepped down from the car and dragged Anastasia inside. Reaching the living room, Michelle pulled Anastasia with so much force that the latter fell on the groundโwincing in pain. "So, you were so greedy to have what your sister wanted that you went to the extent of bribing the staff members at the city hall to have your photo exchanged with Michelle's, huh?" Amelia questioned, the intensity of her glare scaring the skeletons out of Anastasia. "I'm talking to you, can't you speak?" She demanded. "What else can she say, mum? She has been caught red-handed so she has nothing to say," said Michelle. "You are going to get a divorce from Xavier," their father, Robert declared, his expression also holding the same amount of disdain as the other two as he glared down at her. Anastasia got up from the ground, and gulped down her saliva before she replied, "I don't want to divorce Xavier." She had no idea where that confidence came from, but she hoped it stayed longer. With gritted teeth, Robert threatened, "In that case, I will lock you up. No food and water until you agree to divorce him." Michelle grinned when she heard her father. Robert dragged Anastasia even though she tried to stop him by pleading, but he didn't halt for a second. When they got to her room, he threw her in and locked it. "Dad, please." Anastasia's voice could be heard from inside, but they all ignored her. All of a sudden, Robert got a phone call. He picked up the call without looking at the caller, anger still evident in his expression. "Who is it?" He demanded. When he got the news over the phone, his expression went from surprised to sudden rage which made him grip his phone tightly in his hand. "Who was that?" Amelia asked when she saw her husband's expression. "It was the lawyer. He said the doctor attending to his mother and father just contacted him, saying that both of them were dead. He also said that they had transferred all their properties to Anastasia," Robert forced the words out of his mouth. 3: You Killed My Baby "What?" Amelia asked, her voice barely a whisper. "How is that possible?" "I don't know, but one thing is for sure," said Robert. "You are going to have to transfer everything in my name," he declared loud enough for Anastasia to hear through the door. Anastasia couldn't believe her ears. She felt a deep sadness over her grandparents' deaths. Their bond had been so strong that when her grandmother fell ill, her grandfather's health had also declined from the loneliness he felt while she was in the hospital. Now, both of them were gone. Her grandparents were the only two people in the family who ever treated her kindly. Whenever they were around, even her parents, Michelle, and her brother Jack would treat her well. They all acted like a perfect family that loved her, never raising their voices at her as long as her grandparents were present. But since they got sick, her marriage was suddenly arranged with Richard until they were in their current situation. "I'm not transferring anything," Anastasia objected, her tone soft and timid. Amelia suddenly opened the door, startling Ana. "And what's that supposed to mean?" She questioned her. "It means I'm not transferring anything. Grandma and Grandpa transferred everything they owned in my name because they wanted to and I won't disrespect them by transferring it to your name," she declared, her eyes on her mother as she glared at her, gritting her teeth. "You unfilial child!" Robert barked, striking her across the cheek. "I am your father and you have no right to disobey me, do you hear me?" He spat all over her face, grabbing her chin with so much force that she thought he was going to punch her. Without waiting for her answer, Robert struck her across the cheek the second time. She fell on the floor as her blood painted her lips, her cheeks bleeding. Michelle smiled, hiding her conflicting emotions. She was overjoyed to see Anastasia being treated like a dog, but a flicker of annoyance lingered. It irked her how things seemed to be going so well for Anastasia that day. First, she had bribed the staff into swapping their IDs, ensuring she married Xavier, the man she was supposed to be with. And now, their grandparents had died, leaving everything they owned to Anastasia. Michelle was angry at how unfairly things had turned out in Anastasia's favor. Robert pulled Anastasia's hair and forced her to stand up. "Are you going to sign the property papers?" He questioned her again and she shook her head. "No," she mumbled. This was the first time after a long time since Ana had disobeyed him. He couldn't fathom why she was suddenly disobeying at a time like this. His parents have always been richer than him. It was their wealth that made their family part of the influential people in their city, Radiantia. He had always anticipated the day his parents would pass away, imagining the moment the lawyer would call his name, announcing that he had received the majority of their wealth. But the reality was far more cruel. He didn't receive even a percent of their estate; everything was left to his unfilial daughter, Anastasia. Without further warning, Robert dropped Ana to the ground. He pulled off his belt and whipped it across her body, eliciting a sharp yelp of pain from her. As if that wasn't enough, he started kicking her all over, intending to inflict unbearable pain on her so that she could choose to sign the papers. But Ana was extremely stubborn at that moment. Amelia, with her daughter, didn't want Robert to be the only one having the fun so they joined. They loved how they kicked Ana as if she was a soccer ball. "You think you are stubborn, aren't you? Let's see how much pain you can endure," Robert said. All of a sudden, they saw blood pool under Anastasia's dress. It was so shocking that they backed away a little. "Why is she suddenly bleeding?" Michelle asked no one in particular. She looked at Anastasia who had already passed out. "Call the guards, we need to take her to the hospital. She'd better not die yet when she hasn't signed the property papers." Robert's bodyguards immediately rushed in when they heard their names being called. "Take her to the booth of the car, I don't want her dirty blood staining my fancy car seat. We are taking her to the hospital," he ordered and they immediately did as they were instructed. โ When they arrived at the hospital, Anastasia was immediately rushed in for treatment. Robert followed closely, his face a mask of cold determination. He grabbed the doctor by the arm, his grip firm and unyielding. "Listen carefully," he said, his voice low and threatening. "I only need her fingers to be moving. That's all that matters." The doctor looked at him, conflicted but unable to defy the urgent demand. Reluctantly, he nodded, and Robert stepped back, watching as they wheeled Anastasia away, his mind already calculating his next move. "When is she going to be awake?" Robert asked as soon as the doctor came out of the hospital room. "She should be awake in about two hours," he replied. "But why does her body seem like she got beaten up? Did something happen to her?" He asked, wanting to know more about his patient. "She was robbed and that was how we found her, doc," Robert lied. He couldn't tell the doctor exactly what had happened. "I hope my sister will be alright," Michelle said, forcing a tear out of her eyes. Amelia hugged her as they sobbed together. "I see. Well, I'm sorry for the loss of your grandchild because unfortunately, the patient had a miscarriage." The doctor dropped the bomb which had the trio glance at each other in bewilderment. "I'm sorry but I don't think I heard that well," said Amelia. "Please can you repeat that?" she requested, waiting for the doctor. "The patient was pregnant and she had lost her baby, she had a miscarriage," the doctor repeated. 4: A Trade For My Peace Of Mind The doctor excused them to grieve the death of the unborn baby they didn't know existed. "Ana has the nerve to get pregnant and didn't tell us anything about it," said Michelle. "It serves her right to lose the child," she added, a small grin stretched on her lips. The other two thought the same as well. They didn't care about the death of any unborn child they had just killed. They only wanted her to transfer everything she owned in Robert's name so that he could share it equally, they thought. "I will have my assistant get the property papers ready with the divorce papers. She will have to transfer all that is in her name to mine and she will also have to divorce Xavier. So should you, Michelle," he said to Michelle. "Believe me when I say that I'm ready to sign the divorce papers right now. I can't stay married to that jobless bull, he won't even be able to take care of me," she replied. "That's good. And after thatโฆ" Robert drawled, staring at the corners to be sure that no one was listening to them. When he was sure that they were alone, he continued, "We will have to get rid of Ana." Amelia and Michelle glanced at each other before Amelia said, "I was thinking the same thing. She is already starting to act stubbornly. I don't want her getting some crazy ideas so it's best to get rid of her soon." Robert was proud of their line of thinking. This was his family, the family he was proud of. When it came to doing something evil, he knew his family would always support him even when it came down to killing someone. They never failed to show their support. "I will be the one that kills her, I don't want you two staining your hands with her blood," he said with a gentle smile on his face. "We will finally be getting rid of Anastasia and she will be out of our lives forever," he promised. They waited for Anastasia to wake up. Robert's assistant had already arrived with the papers he had requested. They were in his hands, anticipating Ana's awakeness. When the nurse who was in charge of taking care of Anastasia informed them that she was finally awake, they quickly rushed in. Inside the hospital room, Anastasia saw the people she once called family. No, she corrected herself. She didn't want to call them her family again. "Monsters," she called them loud and clear for them to hear her. The Harrisons were shocked. Anastasia's defiance and resilience kept catching them off guard. This only made them more determined to get rid of her permanently once they had gotten what they wanted from her. They didn't want to waste time bothering with the name she called them. Robert threw the papers at her bed, pointing at it, he ordered, "Sign those papers. Those are the property and divorce papers. Sign them quickly and don't waste any time glaring at me." Anastasia glared at him one more time before her eyes landed on the papers. It was all because of the papers that she had lost her baby. She was also shocked when the nurse from earlier informed her that she had a miscarriage and needed to take a rest. "Where's Richard?" She questioned, her tone chilly with not an ounce of emotion. This was the first time she was using that tone on them. They would be lying if they said they didn't feel scared for a moment. As if on cue, the door of the hospital room opened and Richard came inside, looking drunk and smelling as if he showered with alcohol. "What happened? Why did you suddenly call me here?" Richard asked, his words slurred. The more Michelle stared at Richard in disgust, the more she cursed at Ana internally. "Anastasia had a miscarriage and I'm guessing the child is yours?" Robert asked, staring intently at Richard as the latter stumbled until he found a chair to seat. Anastasia scoffed from the bed. He made her look like a prostitute with his words. "He is the father, it's not a guess because you let him have his way with me whenever he wanted, and you wouldn't intervene even once," she reminded him, her tone filled with so much anger that she felt her chest squeeze tightly that it became difficult to breathe. "You were supposed to be a father." "Don't you dare sit down there and teach me about my role," Robert remarked. The both of them exchanged glares, none of them willing to back down. "So you mean to tell me that Anastasia was pregnant with my child and she lost the baby?" Richard asked, facing Anastasia. "You lost the baby?" He asked her directly but Anastasia didn't bother replying to him. He was drunk and there was a high chance he wouldn't even remember what occurred the next day. "Isn't that supposed to be good news?" He asked, smiling like a fool as his stench continued to fill the room. "It's good that you lost the baby because I'm not ready to be a father at all. So that was why you people called me over? SighโฆI'm leaving." He stood up from the chair and found his way out as he wobbled. As soon as Richard closed the door behind him, Robert urged Ana. "Sign those papers immediately." A tear dropped from Ana's eyes but she wiped it immediately. She took the papers. "I will only sign these documents under one condition," she said which surprised them. They hadn't expected her to give in so quickly. "What is it?" "It's a trade. I'm willing to trade the properties for my peace of mind. I'm going to leave forever and I don't want you looking for me to trouble me ever again," she responded, her seriousness evident in her firm tone despite the pain she felt in her chest. 5: A Hope To Reclaim A wild grin stretched across Robert's lips, making him look like the devil's replica. He nodded eagerly, agreeing to her condition without wasting a second. "I will leave you alone and you will never be a part of the Harrison family again," he said. "That's exactly what I want." Anastasia took the papers and signed them. The Harrisons watched as the ink stained the paper with her signature. They finally got what they wanted. Unbeknownst to Anastasia, they had a completely different plan for her. Anastasia handed the papers over to Robert and he wasted no time in retrieving them as his eyes glued on her signature. A few moments ago, Anastasia had been the richest member of the Harrison family. But now, having transferred everything she owned into Robert's name, he was the wealthiest. "I will have the doctor come treat you properly so that you will recover quickly," said Robert, a huge smile on his lips. Anastasia stared at him, her face expressionless. She didn't say anything to either him or the other two that were behind him. Michelle was with the divorce papers. It was obvious from her smile how she ogled at Anastasia's signature that she was happy about the divorce. Sadly, Xavier was on a business trip so the divorce had to wait until he came back. 'What can I expect from them? I shouldn't feel sad about this, I'm finally free from their clutches,' Ana thought to herself. The Harrisons excused her and called in the doctor to give her proper treatment. A few days passed, and it was finally the day Anastasia was going to be discharged from the hospital. She waited for Robert until nighttime, the hours dragging by, before he finally arrived. It was raining heavily on that day, making the streets slippery and dangerous. "Ana," Robert called her. He was sitting beside her in the back seat while his two bodyguards were at the front. "I'm so glad we are going home, everyone missed you," he added, a warm smile on his face which made Anastasia uncomfortable because he'd never spoken to her with warmth before. He attempted caressing her cheeks but Anastasia immediately scouted away from him. "I'm only going home to take the necessary things I need and I will leave," she corrected him, glaring at the hand he dropped by his side. Robert sighed, his smile still evident on his face. Anastasia saw the car change directions and she immediately became alert. "Where are we going?" She questioned. "This is not the way to the mansion." "I'm sorry but I can't let you leave, Ana." Before she could react, Robert hit her head hard with the gun he snuck out of his pocket without her noticing, making her go unconscious. They stopped the car for a brief second, carrying Anastasia to the boot of the car discreetly. They got back and continued their ride, heading towards their destination, where they planned to bury her. Suddenly, the car hit a patch of mud and skidded uncontrollably. The bodyguard who was driving tried to regain control, but the vehicle was very close to the edge of the road. Everyone inside was scared for their lives, except Anastasia who had already passed out in the boot of the car and was unaware of what was happening. The other cars on the street made their way quickly so they wouldn't collide together and have an accident occur. The car hit the barrier at the edge of the road, causing the trunk to fly open. Anastasia was thrown from the vehicle, rolling off the cliff and tumbling into the thick forest below. Robert quickly got out of the car when he was sure that the car was stable and found the booth of the car already opened. He gritted his teeth in anger. "We are going to search for Ana in the forest," he instructed and had the bodyguards follow him. They went the other way which led to the thick forest since they didn't think they would survive it if they jumped over the barrier. The search for Anastasia began. But unfortunately, after an hour of searching for her under the heavy rainfall, they grew tired. "Boss, there's a possibility that she has already been eaten by the wild animals," one of the two bodyguards said, his eyes darting from one tree to another in fear that a wild animal would jump on them and use them as their dinner. "I agree. Even before she lands in the thick forest, I'm sure the branches have already stabbed her. She won't be able to survive it, boss," the other one immediately agreed, hoping that their boss would just let them leave the creepy forest. Robert contemplated for a while before he replied, "I guess you are right. She won't be able to survive it. She's dead." He declared. They turned their backs, deciding to leave. ** Deep in the forest, a man clad in a suit with an umbrella above his head by one of his men, keeping him from getting wet ordered, "Make sure you leave no evidence behind." It was Xavier, talking to his men. The men, also clad in black suits, responded in unison. "Yes, boss!" 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To have quiet time where I could pretend like my life was normal. Or I could pretend that I wasnโt always so sad and hurting all of the time. I sat on my window sill and watched as the world outside came to life. It was beautiful. The birds and animals outside looked free and happy. Even the flowers bloomed with bright colors and looked careless as they blew in the breeze. I envied them greatly. More than anything I longed to be free. To have any moment feeling so careless and happy. I finally got off the ledge when the alarm on my phone rang softly on my nightstand. I grabbed a rubber band from my dresser and threw my long hair up in a tight ponytail. I grabbed my sweater and backpack before heading out. I was going to be late if I didnโt get out to the kitchen soon. There would be hell to pay for that. The regular interactions I encountered with the Luna and my four adoptive brothers were torture enough. I didnโt need to go making things worse for myself. I was not a glutton for punishment. As I moved through the halls, I couldnโt believe it had almost been five years since I had been brought here. I was, of course, extremely grateful to my adoptive father, Alpha Angus, but in a lot of ways it was almost easier growing up on the streets and shifting between foster homes. I was brought to this castle in hopes that I would join the family and be accepted here but my adoptive mother and brothers made it clear that was never going to happen. I always had bullies and tough people on the streets and in foster homes. At least there I felt more equipped to defend myself. Hereโฆ well, how could I fight back against the Luna of a pack? Much less her four sons. Jane and Myraโthe hired cooking staffโwere already working in the kitchen, getting things ready and prepared. It already smelt delicious. I could see the crockpot was already started for dinner. My stomach growled. โGood morning, ladies. How are we doing today?โ I asked, grabbing my apron and tying it on. My voice was flat and low. I had no need to pretend with them. They both understood how difficult things could be in this house. Both of them exchanged a strange look before smiling awkwardly back at me. I felt a knot build up in my stomach. โWhat is it?โ โThe boys have requested breakfast burritos againโฆโ Jane answered. I sighed and rolled my eyes. Creating meals for my adoptive brothers had always been the worst. They delighted in making extremely complicated orders and insisted I remake things when they werenโt quite โperfectโ enough. Often I would make something and they would try to gaslight me by insisting that was not what they had ordered. Who was I to question them? Insulting my cooking was a regular and they would all question how such a โfatโ person could be so bad at making food. If I paid any attention to their bullying I would have several complexes about myself. โLet me hear it,โ I said with a dramatic sigh. I leaned against the counter and closed my eyes to listen. This was always the worst part. I knew Myra and Jane felt sympathetic but it didnโt help. Myra gave me an apologetic glance and began to read off the orders from the kitchen iPad. She rambled through the ridiculous concoctions the boys came up with and I let out a scoff with a dramatic eye roll more than once. I should be used to this by now but every day they still manage to get on every nerve that I had. โWell, they are creative, Iโll give them that,โ I sneered. Both my friends chuckled as we started. โAnd hot. They might be the hottest guys Iโve ever hated,โ Jane teased. We all laughed again. Jane was correct in saying that they were attractive. All of them were stunning and couldโve been models. Which almost made it that much worse. I would be lying if I said I hadnโt thought about each of them at some point or another. But their awful treatment toward me erased the stars as soon as they came into my mind. We cooked and prepared until things were ready. Jane and I headed out to the living room where the boys were waiting. Zek, the eldest and most intellectual, was sitting in his usual spot reading some obnoxiously complicated textbook. Dylan was sprawled out on the loveseat reviewing texts and matches from random bimbos on the Internet. I choke back vomit. Lionel and Ger were arguing and cussing at each other while playing a violent and childish video game. I expected nothing less. These four boys had a knack for acting like they ruled the world. And in some ways they did. They were spoiled and arrogant. They were never given any ounce of responsibility, and yet someday they would be responsible for the entire pack. The thought was unsettling, to say the least. We wordlessly placed their burritos down. I hoped to leave before any of them had a chance to comment. I had almost made it out of the room when Ger called back after me. His voice startled me and for a moment stopped me in my tracks. โGoodness, Rhea, how many of the ingredients did you sample before filling these burritos? Or are you just stuffing shit straight into your pants now? Look at the ass jiggle!โ he called out with a giggle. His brothers laughed as well, calling me โfat assโ and โbubbler buttโ. I rolled my eyes and headed to the kitchen. I did not have a lot of experience hanging out with other girls or knowing what was considered โattractiveโ. I knew well enough to know that I couldnโt trust the boys were always telling me the truth. They delighted in making me feel terrible. But still, their comments often stuck with me and I hated that. There was always a little voice in the back of my mind wondering if I truly was fat and ugly. I thought thatโd be the end of it. I only had about 15 minutes before it was time for school. I tried to forget about what the boys had said, I tried to think about school or anything else. I sat at the little kitchen table and started eating my own food. But I was quickly interrupted as all four boys piled into the room. My breath caught in my throat. โHiding in the kitchen, I see?โ Ger commented. โIโm just eating breakfast. I've moved away from youโฆ What else do you want?โ I asked, trying not to sound as timid as I felt. โWe just want to make sure you remember your place, chunky girl. Our father brought you here but youโre not special. Youโre not a part of the family,โ Lionel snarled. These were regular comments that I had heard continually since coming here. I stared at them blankly. Apparently, they wanted to make certain that all of their words and their insults sunk in. There was no room for confidence here. โYeah, thatโs why Iโm eating in the kitchenโฆโ I answered dryly. Lionel narrowed his eyes on me. โAre you sassing me?โ I swallowed hard. โAre you sure you really need such a big breakfast? I mean, look at you. If you keep eating no one will want you,โ Dylan chimed in with a wicked smirk. โDoes it really matter? Clearly, already no one wants her. Her own parents didnโt even want her,โ Ger joked. They all laughed. I frowned and tried not to let them see how hurt I really was. Dylan grabbed my plate and threw it toward the sink. It shattered and bits of porcelain flew around the room. I sighed knowing Myra or Jane would have to clean that up when we all left. I would have to apologize to them later. Having me here seemed to be a big inconvenience for everyone. I wondered if Alpha Angus recognized that. I doubted it. The boys continued to laugh and make other jokes. I continued to pretend like it didnโt affect me. It was continually hard whenever they brought up my parents. I still had no idea who my parents were or why they had abandoned me. I was certain that Alpha Angus knew more than he was saying about where I came from. But I also knew he wasnโt about to share any of that with me. The more he kept secrets the more I felt it must be something truly awful. Maybe they really didnโt love me. โBoys, come now weโre going to be late!โ Luna Simona stood in the doorway to the kitchen. โGoodness, look at this mess! Rhea, you are just impossible. Are you so incompetent that you canโt create a few simple breakfasts without making such a mess? You are so lucky that my husband took pity on you, though I still canโt imagine why. You are not even fit to be a servant in this house.โ Her words were dripping with disdain. She looked at me as she always didโlike a black stain on her otherwise perfect life. โIโm sorry, maโam,โ I replied begrudgingly. She rolled her eyes and sighed. I felt frustrated and awful. My stomach hurt and growled. โNever mind that now, you can clean it after school. Though why we bother to educate you at all Iโll never know. Itโs clearly not having an effect on you since you canโt even manage to clean the house or do your chores without making things worse or breaking things. The bus is coming, so hurry along, girl. Boys, Professor Stalling is waiting to give you your daily lessons.โ I untied my apron and headed out the door. My stomach grumbled as I moved on the way. I hoped Iโd be able to get something from a vending machine before my first class. As I passed my adoptive mother she sighed, sounding exasperated. I tried not to let it affect me and I continued walking. I wanted to be tough. I wanted to be confident and not let their torments affect me. But the truth was I felt small all the time. I felt worthless and ugly. The more I thought about my parents and my childhoodโbouncing around from place to placeโthe more I thought maybe the boys were right. Maybe I was unlovable and no one would ever want me. I tightened my jaw to keep myself from crying and headed out the door to wait for the bus. The brisk air was making it harder to keep my tears restrained. I didnโt want to start crying before I went to school. I didnโt need other students to see what a hot mess I was. I didnโt need to be tortured and tormented in school any more than I already would be. As I stood on the corner and waited for the bus, I promised myself that I would get out of this place. I daydreamed about a beyond the Horace family, and a future free from the torture that I endured every day. I imagined finding a mate who really loved me and took care of me. Someone who would defend me against anyone who would try to bully me again. Those thoughts almost made me feel more sad. I felt certain that I would never find such a magical person. I would never find a mate. But I would, I swore to myself, find a way to escape this torturous existence. Chapter 2 The Alpha Female I climbed onto the bus and kept my head down. Everyone stared at me, putting their backpacks on empty seats as I passed. I found an empty seat in the back and took it quickly. I looked out the window and avoided the looks and whispers from the other students. Everyone knew who I was and everyone knew how I was treated. It had been worse when the Horace brothers were still in school. It almost gave the other students license to mock me and tease me just as ruthlessly. Now they mostly just talked about me behind my back, which was easier to ignore. Everyone except Anastasia, who seemed to think it was her mission to make sure I continued to suffer just as much as I would have if the boys were still in school. Part of me wondered if she blamed me for the twins breaking up with her. It was possible. Though she should have known better than to think that Dylan, at least, would have settled down with her. โHello,โ came a new voice I hadnโt heard before, โis this seat taken?โ I looked up to see a pretty girl with golden hair smiling down at me. I raised a curious eyebrow. I hadnโt seen her before but if she went to our school there was no way she didnโt know who I was. โUm, sure?โ I answered, feeling confused. Her smile grew wider as she sat down. โIโm Emma,โ she started. โIโm new. I just transferred here. Whatโs your name?โ โRhea. I feel like I should warn you. You wonโt make many other friends sitting next to me. They might bully you right alongside me. I wonโt be offended if you want to consider changing seats,โ I admitted. Her expression softened and she looked at me like she thought I was exaggerating or lying. โThatโs all right, Iโm sure itโs not as bad as all thatโโ Before she could say anything else, she was interrupted by a shrill laugh. I rolled my eyes and looked forward to see her standing there in all her glory. Anastasia Duchannes. โWhat in the world is this?โ she asked loud enough that the entire bus could hear. She made her way back toward us, keeping her sharp green eyes locked on me. โYou actually found someone to talk to you?โ Now she turned her eyes on Emma. โYou must be new. Let me help you out, sugar. You donโt want to go making friends with the wrong sort of people. That one there, sheโs the wrong sort of people. Since youโre new, Iโll let this slide. Feel free to choose another seat.โ Emma looked at me and seemed a bit shocked. I shrugged sympathetically. I had tried to warn her. โI told you I wonโt be offended,โ I replied to Emmaโs unspoken question. โWhat could you have possibly done to warrant such treatment?โ Emma whispered. Anastasia laughed again. โAre you serious? Look at her. This right here is the filth of the filth. She comes from the lowest rung on the totem pole. She isnโt worth anything,โ she answered. Emmaโs expression hardened. โEveryone is worth something,โ she replied. Anastasia looked taken aback for a moment. I felt stunned. I had never seen anyone stand up to Anastasia like that, especially not on my behalf. โI think Iโm fine where I am, thank you.โ โWell, Rhea, it looks like you found another bottom dweller. I hope you two fat asses are comfortable sharing such a small seat.โ Anatasiaโs eyes lingered on Emma and I knew she had plans to make her regret her choice. โThank you but I donโt think you should have done that,โ I whispered. Emma smiled at me. โI donโt like bullies. Itโs not okay how they treat you,โ she answered. I half smiled. โExcept now you just earned yourself the same treatment. Trust me when I say Anastasia isnโt the kind of girl you want to piss off.โ โTell me about her.โ I proceeded to explain that Anastasia came from a prominent wolf pack. Her father was an Alpha and a cruel one at that. It had left Anastasia cold and evil. I explained about the Horace family and how she had dated the twins. How she still came around and hooked up with all of them. I mentioned how Anastasia had chanced away any other girl who showed even the slightest interest in any of the brothers. I told her how the boys treated me and that Anastasia took up their mantle. โI think she hates me the most because she canโt get rid of me. She had nothing to be jealous of. None of the Horace brothers would ever dream of being with someone like me but still, I think she views me as some kind of threat. Anyway, thereโs no limit to the kinds of awful things she will do. Sheโs turned torture and bullying into an art form,โ I answered dryly. Emma took a deep breath and looked forward. โWell, thatโs a lot. Iโm so sorry youโve been through all that. Thatโs not okay,โ she whispered. I shrugged and tried to brush it off. โIt is what it is. Soon Iโll be 18 and get far away from this place,โ I said with a longing sigh. โWhere will you go?โ she asked. I smiled at her and we started talking about our dreams and the future. It was one of the best conversations I have had in a long time. I realized how long it had been since I had had a real conversation with someone other than Myra and Jane. Not that they werenโt great friends but they were much older than me and in a lower station. They couldnโt fully understand everything I went through. Emma on the other hand was also 17 and seemed to really understand what it was like to be bullied and treated so poorly. When we arrived at school I said goodbye as I headed to my first class. โWait!โ Emma called after me. โDo you want to have lunch together? Whatโs your number? Iโll text you when I get out of class.โ I smiled and walked back, giving her my phone number. I was excited that for the first time since coming to live with the Horace family, I wouldnโt be eating lunch alone in the bathroom. I waved goodbye and headed to my first class. Classes were not as terrible as the in-between times. The teachers didnโt seem to care so much that I was being teased and tormented but they cared when their lessons were interrupted. That was enough to put a stop to most studentโs chances to harass me. I enjoyed first period the most. Math and numbers always seemed to come easiest to me. I was finding geometry even more fun than algebra. Normally, as the day moved on I found myself dreading lunch but knowing that I was going to hang out with Emma again made me feel differentโbetter. I felt a sense of comradery that I had never felt before. It was nice to have someone to share all my hard times with. It was nice to be validated in my feelings about it all. Emma texted me about five after midday. She asked me to meet her by the bleachers in the open field. I quickly went through the lunch line and grabbed a bit more than usual. I still felt starving after missing breakfast. I tried to keep my head down and avoid any contact with other students. I didnโt need any more comments on my diet or my looks. I took the long way around the quart yard to avoid Anastasia and her band of loyal followers. I somehow managed to make it all the way to the field without anything but a side comment in passing. โHey, how were your first classes?โ I asked. Emma gave me a strange look. โWell, you were right. It was a terrible choice to be friends with you. News travels very fast in this school,โ she exclaimed. I nodded. โI warned you,โ I repeated. She nodded and popped a few grapes into her mouth. It was peaceful out in the field. There were a few odd couples in the area as well but almost no one else. I could still hear the other students laughing and talking near the quart yard and the cafeteria but we would go unnoticed for the most part sitting on the benches. I wondered momentarily why I had never thought to sit out here before. โSo, tell me about your old school and why you moved here,โ I asked. Emma scoffed and began to tell me about life in her other city. It didnโt seem that different from where we were except she was closer to the beach. She told me she had never been particularly popular and always tended to be an outcast. I laughed at her. โWell then, maybe you did choose the right company,โ I teased. She smiled at me. We talked more about school and why her parents moved to a new city and a new pack. She seemed calm and content with almost everything, even the parts of her life that didnโt seem particularly pleasant. โHow do you manage to stay so positive?โ Emma didnโt look at me but instead kept her eyes closed and aimed toward the sun. โHonestly, I donโt know. I wish I had a better answer for you but also I havenโt had quite the life you had, Rhea. Things might be different if our situations were switched.โ The bell rang, urging us back to our classes. As we walked back to the main campus, Emma asked me to hang out again after school. I felt delighted. I was certain I would get some hell for not coming home straight away but it was worth it to feel like I had some semblance of a life. It was worth it to have a friend. The rest of the day carried on like normal. I did my best to stay focused despite some of the students passing me terrible notes and making whispered comments about me. I found it easier to put up with now. I met Emma by the bus station after school and walked with her to her house when it let us off. We spent a few hours talking, doing homework, and eating snacks that her mother had put out. I wondered if this was what life was like for all normal children. It was wonderful. I wanted to stay but knew I couldnโt. When it was getting closer to dinner time I said goodbye and started to head home. I knew Myra and Jane would be missing me and I couldnโt give Luna Simona or the boys any other reason to be cruel to me. I walked into the house and headed toward the living room and into the kitchen. I stopped when I saw Ger and Dylan very intimately on the couch with some girl I didnโt recognize. She was going back and forth between making out with each of them while they let their hands run wild over her body. She let out soft coos of pleasure but stopped abruptly when she saw me standing there. As soon as she stopped, Ger and Dylan looked up as well and narrowed their eyes in anger when they saw me. โGet out you nasty perv! What are you doing just standing there like some dumb idiot?โ Dylan screamed. I quickly forced my feet to move and headed into the kitchen. Both of them were still calling after me. I heard the girl exclaim that she had to leave. Oh, no. I knew I was really in for it now. โWhat is it? Whatโs happened?โ Simona asked, coming into the kitchen. She was followed quickly by Dylan and Ger. โThis dumb girl was spying on us in the living room. We wereโฆ entertaining and our guest left early. She wasnโt comfortable with a nasty little spy,โ Ger explained. I swallowed hard. โI think we should punish her,โ Dylan added. I could tell from my adoptive motherโs expression that that was exactly what they were going to do. -------------------------------------------------- There are limited chapters to put here, click โlearn moreโ to open App to continue reading (It will automatically jump to the book) | Literie-Alpha King | 223 | https://www.facebook.com/61555762332950/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. 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Mated to my stepfather, I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you do this for me again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. My stepfather, Alpha Andrรฉ stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. What the hell? *** Chapter 1 Olivia's POV I sat in my living room, rocking back and forth on my father's old chair. I could still smell his scent on the old leather, bringing tears to my eyes. In my arms, I cradled the porcelain jar that held my dadโs ashes. It still felt like a dream. I pinched myself multiple times to wake myself up from this nightmare, but I only ended up with bruises on my arms each time my fingernails sank into my skin, drawing blood. This was no dream. Dad was dead. It was almost unbelievable, but it was true. I glanced over at the table, and on it was the letter the Luna of my pack had delivered to me during Dad's funeral. I picked it up and read through it for the tenth time. Regardless of how many times I read it, I still couldn't believe she was coming here after everything that she did, after all this time. That was impossible. Yet, my suitcase was packed beside me because Luna Mia had also been quite clear on her stance. Since Dad was gone, I had to leave. I was leaving my pack, the only home I had known all my life, to stay withโฆ Knock! Knock! Knock! I was jerked from my brooding. I carefully placed the jar on the table and walked to the door. The impatient knocking came again, and the air was suddenly filled with the scent of expensive, intrusive perfume, which almost blurred Dad's scent, that was still lingering in the room. I walked to the door, flung it open, and saw her. My mother. She was nothing like I remembered from her lips, which were a bright red, and the flashy large hoop earrings that were dangling on both ears. She cleared her throat, interrupting my assessment, "God! You look like a mess, Olivia.โ Her eyes swept over me in one fair swoop of disgust. "You should brush your hair. It looks like a bird's nest." Her voice was high and full of mockery. This was exactly like I remembered. Only that, Dad used to be at the receiving end of that mockery. Now, it was me. "What are you doing here, Nicole?โ She gasped and looked at me angrily, and I took joy in seeing the displeasure on her face as her lips turned down angrily at the sides. "Where are your manners, young lady? Need I remind you that I am still your mother.โ I scoffed. A person like her could call herself a mother? Without waiting for my reply, Nicole pushed past me and entered the house. I closed the door and watched her in anger as she looked around. "Still looks the same. Your father never changed those filthy sofas after all." She turned to me again. "You got my letter, didn't you?" I folded my arms and stared angrily at her. "Yeah, I did. Tell me this is some joke." My mother laughed sarcastically and suddenly glared at me angrily, โLook, Liv..." "Don't call me Liv.โ That was something that only my loved ones could call me. She was not on that list. Although there was no list anymore as there had been only one personโDad. And he was not even here anymore. Another wave of heartache hit me while Nicole rolled her eyes and ignored my comment. "Look, I don't have much time. Get your stuff and get into the car, and if I feel like it, I can explain things to you." She gave the house one last disgusted look over and walked out. I sighed angrily and sat in my dad's chair. What was all this? Why did she have to come? When I had gotten the letter from the packโs Luna, a part of me had desperately hoped that it was some prank and that she wouldnโt make it. After all, I had spent thirteen years waiting for her to walk through these same doors. Yet, she had ended up coming. I heard a low rumbling sound, and I looked out of the window; I saw a black BMW. I raised my eyebrow in surprise. That was my mother's ride? Where on earth did she... The car outside honked its horn, and I knew my time here was up. Still holding the jar with my dad's ashes, I dragged my suitcase out of the door. My mum finally stopped honking as I walked up to the car with my suitcase. "I don't even know why you even bother carrying those ashes. Your hands are all dirty. Could you not get them on my seats? They're Italian leather." I scoffed angrily. How dare she? "You're unbelievable! How could you say that about Dad?!" She rolled her eyes and gave me a pointed stare. "Do you even know how much Italian leather costs?" I was dumbfounded, but she couldn't care less. "For the record," I said in a grim tone. "I am only tagging along because Dad would have wanted me to. I'd rather be dead with him than go anywhere with you." โThat would have been better, Liv,โ she mumbled and turned away. If I had expected that anything would be different after thirteen years and a new ride, I was awfully wrong, and Nicole was in a hurry to let me know. โDriver, step on it. I have things to do." The driver started the car, and then we sped away, leaving my old life, house and everything I have ever known behind. "How long is this ride?" I asked, turning back to the window. It felt like we had been driving for hours. The scenery was lovely. There were lots of flowers and beautiful trees, and the grass was lush green. Soon, we pulled up in front of a large mansion, and its grandeur took my breath away. "I forgot to mention that your stepfather is the Alpha of this pack. He owns this place," my mom said, brimming with pride, and I resisted an eye roll. Before I could say anything else, the driver opened the door, and she stepped out. However, I remained in the car, boiling with anger as my shock vanished into thin air. This explained everything. She was such a gold-digger! She had abandoned Dad and me all these years to marry some old, rich Alpha. My stomach churned in disgust at my mother. Suddenly, the door opened, and the driver stood beside it. "Miss Olivia, do you need help with your bags?" "No," I said, coarsely. "I can sort myself out." I got out of the car, hoisted my suitcase out, and kept my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm. I walked to the front door and saw my mother waiting for me. "I see you finally got out. I was starting to think that the magnificence of this place had rendered your little legs paralysed." Her voice was haughty and arrogant, and I felt my cheeks burn hot with fury. We walked inside and were face to face with a giant golden staircase. I was taken aback. This house was huge! Maids walked by my mother and me, greeting her as โLuna', and each time I heard it, I felt my insides boil hotter, and sadness washed over me. I couldn't believe she had been here all this time, basking in all this wealth while we struggled daily to get by. The sound of hurried steps echoed, and Mom turned to me and whispered harshly. "Get out of here. The maids will show you to your room." I raised an eyebrow and folded my arms defiantly. "No." "I'm warning you, Olivia. And keep your voice down." I scoffed. "Last I checked, this house belongs to your boo thing, not you. I need him to say it if he doesn't want me here. And I hope he says it so I can get out of here." Every nerve in my body tingled with electricity as the steps got closer. What was happening to me? With my heart thumping against my chest, I turned to look at the staircase. Every thought cleared from my head as I looked at him. My heart skipped a beat, and every step he took towards us made me feel like I could not breathe or look away from the perfection that he was. Built like some Greek god, the man walking down the staircase looked like he had walked out of some human magazine cover, and I felt myself melt under his dominance as soon as he was in front of me. His aura made my body shiver with pleasure, admiration and awe. โMATEโ, my wolf growled. "Alpha Andrรฉ, good afternoon.โ My mom spoke up, and it was only then that I noticed that every other head was bowed except mine. Wait, Alpha? My eyes widened as I did the maths. This was her new husband? He was the last thing from an old, rich Alpha, and I was struggling to pull my eyes away from him. How on earth did he end up with someone like Nicole? Ignoring Nicole, his eyes fell on me, "who is this?โ Chapter 2 Olivia's POV โWho is this?โ His deep, sonorous voice resonated throughout the room, and my body tingled to the sound. I felt his green eyes wash over me in one swoop, and I instantly felt giddy while butterflies began to flap in my stomach. Without trying to be discreet, I checked him out properly. His hair was dark, and his muscular torso strained against his tight shirt, outlining his abs and pecs. I felt myself drooling with desire. I couldn't explain what I felt, but a part of me was yearning for him. His face was dashingly handsome, and my eyes trailed down to his sharp and chiselled jaw. I gawked at his soft lips and began to imagine how it would feel to kiss themโฆ Shocked at my thoughts, I shook my head to push those unholy thoughts away. But the moment my eyes met his one more time, I was stuck. There was no way that he was my stepdad. Alpha Andrรฉ raised his eyebrow; he looked pretty intrigued, and I felt the lump in my throat disappear. "My name is Olivia. I'm Nicole's dโฆ" "Sister!" said my mom, cutting in nervously. "She is my sister from a distant pack." I stared at Nicole, stunned. She didn't want him to know that I was her daughter. "Screw you!" I yelled angrily at her, and she gave me a death stare. I ignored it and turned to Andrรฉ. I was almost caught off guard by his sparkling green eyes. "I'm Nicole's daughter. It seems she left that part out of her resumรฉ when she applied to be your wife." From the corner of my eyes, I could see Mom getting red in the face, and her anger was burning hot, but I didn't care. I was determined to push her buttons. "Nicole didn't tell me about you. Either way, it is nice to meet you." I felt some confidence stir up in me. I just felt this connection, and it felt like I could say anything to him. "Are you sure having a wife you know nothing about is smart? She could kill you in your sleep, you know." I watched as his smooth lips curled into a smirk, making him more dashing. God, he was so s*xy! How on earth did Mum bag him? I watched him as he turned his head to one of the maids who stood nearby, supposedly waiting for his next order. "You. Prepare a room for her on the third floor. Make sure it is comfortable." He turned back towards the stairs, and Mum and I followed him behind. "So tell me about yourself, Olivia. You have a beautiful name, I must say." I felt my cheeks get hot. I felt the butterflies in my stomach flutter madly. "Well, there wouldn't be much to say if only Nicole had told you about me sooner. I'm done with high school and taking a break year before I start college andโฆ" There was not much about me, and my introduction ended after a few sentences. However, I was trapped by his captivating green eyes. More than once, his arm brushed mine, and I felt heated passion fill me up, just waiting to burst out. When I looked him in the face, I caught his eyes looking at my lips before looking back at me. This was torturous. And he was my stepfather! We finally reached the third floor, and Mum rushed to him, pushing me aside rudely. โAlpha, I donโt think Olivia should stay on the first floor. She has night terrors at times and might wake you if she stays on the same floor as you." I was stunned. What was Mum getting at?! What night terrors? On the bright side, Andrรฉ ignored her and disappeared into a room on the third floor. Mom turned and stared at me angrily. โDo I need to remind you that you are here as a guest? You should know your place. I am still your mother whether you like it or not." I glared back at her with the same intensity, "Back off! I'm not the one who asked to be dragged here. That was all on you. You planned this with Dad.โ I took a deep breath, my anger coursing through every vein, โAlso, I think you are the one who should know their place. You. Are. Not. My. Mum." I watched as her face changed into different shades of white. She gave me one furious glare and then headed down to the second floor. After a while, one of the maids walked up to me. "Miss Olivia, please follow me to your room. It is ready for you,โ she said with a small bow and led the way. I followed behind her and dragged my suitcase along with me. I still had my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm, and I wondered if he was watching all of this. Soon, we stopped at a time just a few doors away from the room Alpha Andrรฉ had disappeared into. "Your room, Miss Olivia. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes. Please be ready. Here is the key. Do make yourself comfortable." The maid handed me the key and headed downstairs. I was left alone in the lobby. I took a deep breath and stared at the key in my hand. I was here; there was no turning back now. I slotted it into the keyhole and turned it, and with a click, it opened. Nothing could have prepared me for the sight I saw. My room was huge! There was enough space in here to throw a party. The walls were a beautiful pale pink, and a chandelier hung on the ceiling, elegantly flooding the room with light. The reading table was made out of smooth wood, and a laptop and detached keyboard were on it. I dropped my suitcase and walked over to the bed. The sheets were made of rich, smooth and soft silk, and the mattress was so comfy that it felt like I was sleeping on a cottony heap of clouds. โOkay. I could get used to this.โ I got off the bed, took off my clothes and wrapped a towel around my body. I needed to have a quick shower before dinner. I smelled all sweaty. After the shower, I changed into something nicer and did my hair. The shower gel was expensive and exotic, and I smelled like wild peaches. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Miss Olivia, are you ready for dinner? The Alpha has requested that you eat with him." I was about to say something, but my stomach rumbled, cutting me off. "I will be down in a few minutes." The maid nodded and walked away, and in a few minutes, I was out of my room, heading downstairs. "Miss Olivia, where are you going?" I turned around and saw the maid who had called me for dinner. "I'm sorry. I'm looking for the dining room." The maid shook her head and smiled politely. "I'm sorry. I must have missed something while I was giving you the message. Dinner will be in the Alpha's personal room on the third floor." I stared at the maid with wide-open eyes. "What..?!" Chapter 3 Andrรฉโs POV I smelled her even before the door opened, and my hands clenched around the chairโs handle as Olivia entered my private quarters. Her body was tense, and she looked around curiously before her gaze settled on me. As though unnerved, she looked away immediately. How did the moon goddess create such perfection? To reward my waiting? I had spent more than twenty years waiting for my fated mate. For the one, the one that was made for me. Yet, there had been nothing. Eventually, I had settled for an arrangement for the pack's sake. But she was here now. And she was the best f**king thing I have laid my eyes on. โWhereโs Nicole?โ She squeaked, her voice barely audible. I would have missed it if all of my senses werenโt focused on her. I wanted to know everything. I needed to take in her smile, her beautiful blue eyes that shone like the sea. f**k, I could already imagine running my hands through those large blond curls that fell over her shoulders. It took me some seconds to realise I hadnโt answered her. Nicole. It had been relatively easy to tell that they didnโt have the best relationship. Just now, when her mother had been there, she had been fierce and stubborn, like a fiery temptress. My temptress. โNicole wonโt be joining us,โ I replied and saw her wring her fingers together. Could she not feel it? Dinner went by slowly, and every now and then, Olivia would look up at me, her blue eyes probing and curious. I was dying to know her, too. But from what Nicoleโs driver had reported, she had just lost her father. A part of me was tempted to stand up and close the distance between us. To wrap her in my arms and let her know she had me now. Nothing was going to hurt her. But I didnโt want to scare her away. She was too important to me. I took a deep breath, calming my wolf that was pushing to claim his mate and my c0ck that was starting to react just from the thought of having Olivia in my arms. โDamn man, when did I get laid last?โ I wasnโt attracted to Nicole, but as my Luna, she had the most important thing I needed; she could handle matters very cleanly and made running the pack's internal affairs seem easy. Also, because of how hard she worked, it also meant that I had to give her a certain level of face here in my pack. Meetings outside the pack and checking over my company in the human world were among the few times that gave me a chance to get laid. I hadnโt been to one in two months. That had to be why. โIโm done,โ Olivia said, her voice breaking through my thoughts and my spine straightened. I frowned as I looked at her plate and the dishes in front of her; although I had spaced out just now, it was not enough time for her to have eaten enough food. โAre you uncomfortable?โ I asked, and she looked down, biting her lips. Damn. The very action sent some command to my c0ck, and I could feel it stirring in my pants. โThereโs nothing to be worried about; I wonโt bite.โ That was a lie. I had every intention to bite. Especially with the way she was biting down on her lower lip. โIf you donโt like these, you can have dessert,โ I snapped my hands, and one of the kitchen staff walked out with a tray in his arm. I didnโt like sweets, but I had instructed them to make them for her. I almost gave myself a back pat when her eyes brightened at the popsicles before her. When she picked one up, I realised just how large it was. Her small, pouty mouth was way too small for that. Entranced, I watched as my little mate placed the giant popsicle in her mouth, and as I had guessed, she could only lick from a small corner. A m0@n fell from her mouth as she tasted it, and every nerve in my body tightened. If she continued at this rate, I wasnโt sure I could hold back from bending her over this table and claiming her as mine. โCan your mouth take all of it in?โ I asked, and Oliviaโs face flushed red, and she burst into a coughing fit. I shot up and rushed to her side without thinking. A move that I regretted because one whiff of her sweet floral scent was more than enough to bring me to my knees. My c0ck was hard, and my balls were heavy from being around and watching her. I moved behind the chair. I couldnโt let her see just how hard I was for her. For my โstepdaughterโ Olivia stood up, and my eyes followed her every move. Was she feeling the mate pull the way I was? I could never know if she did because right before I could say a word, Olivia dashed off. My dining room, the same place I had dined in for more than twenty years now, felt too big for my liking. Too empty. Did this affect my little mate? โAlpha, we caught a maid about to report to Miss Nicole about the dinner,โ one of my assistants stepped into the dining room and reported. โRemove all the unnecessary help on this floor.โ Nicole was nosy, and I wasnโt ignorant of the fact that she had spent the last year trying to win over my staff. Unfortunately, her position was about to be vacant. My mate was here. Irritation bubbled in my throat as I remembered their relationship. That was one hell of a trick from the moon goddess. However, that didnโt matter. Nothing could keep me from my Olivia. โOlivia,โ I called out, testing her name, and when I couldnโt hold it in anymore, I stood up, striding out of the dining room. I didnโt want her to be away from me. She had barely eaten anything, but judging by how petite she was, I suspected that food was not on her list of favourite things. Chapter 4 Olivia's POV I ate in silence and stole glances at him. Sometimes, our eyes would meet and lock, and I'd turn away silently, though not without getting a lovely glance at his lips. I wanted to kiss them so badly. The way his lips moved as he chewed filled me with thoughts. I could only imagine how it would feel to have those lips kiss me and travel down, downโฆ down. f**k! I took one hand off the table and placed it on my lap, gripping my dress tightly. I squeezed my legs and felt something wet on my thigh. "Keep it together, Olivia." I stopped eating for a brief moment, and I caught him licking the back of his spoon. I gasped as the sensations between my legs spiked. What was he doing to me? "I'm done." I put my spoon down and turned my head away, trying to hide my blush. The food was delicious but I couldn't eat anymore, not like this. I could feel my juices dripping down my legs. I had to excuse myself from the table. โAre you uncomfortable?โ he asked, slowly putting down his spoon and gazing at me with those grey eyes. I shook my head. I couldn't dare open my mouth. m0@ns had replaced all words. I couldn't let them escape. โThereโs nothing to be worried about; I wonโt bite.โ I wanted him to bite me, a love bite. I wanted to see red marks on my skin caused by his lips svcking every inch of me. Dessert soon came as he snapped his fingers, and the air was filled with a sweet, fruity scent. My eyes lit up. Popsicles! The waiter dropped the tray with them on the table and walked away. I helped myself to one. It was huge! My eyes washed over it slowly. I love sweets, but I wanted something sweeter. I tried to svck it all at once, but it was way too big for my mouth. I started from the corner and made my way down his big c0ck. f**k! Did I say 'c0ck'? It was too late. The image was already etched in my mind. svcking his c0ck slowly, feeling the sensations run down his spine as my tongue played with him. I began to m0@n softly as I svcked on the popsicle; my eyes closed with content. โCan your mouth take all of it in?โ Andrรฉ asked. I looked up and found his eyes watching me keenly. Oh no! What if he knew I was thinking aboutโฆ "Cough! Cough! I have toโฆ cough!โฆ go." I rushed out of his room and ran to mine. I bolted the door and walked to my bed. What had happened? I lay down and tried to calm myself down. "Deep breaths, Liv, deep breaths." I slipped my hand under my dress and felt my underwear. I was soaked through. I sighed. I needed to have a shower. I moved my hand slightly and grazed the tip of my bud. A m0@n escaped my lips, and I was immediately silent. The best idea was to take my hand out, shower and forget this whole debacle. I moved my hand, but I grazed my bud again. Another sigh escaped my lips. f**k it! I moved my fingers, lightly caressing my swollen bud. The sensations made me shiver. I wished these were Andrรฉ's fingers. My m0@ns grew louder. I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My hands undid my front zip and dove into my bosom. My nips were so hard. I wanted him to svck them. My fingers moved faster and suddenly plunged inside me. "AhhhโฆAndrรฉโฆ!" His c0ck filled me up. I felt its girth as it touched the walls of my pu$$y. It was huge. He pulled out after a while and moved his lips closer to my face; his husky, deep voice filled my ears. "Are you sure you can take all of me?" I didn't even need to reply, and he penetrated me again. My body tensed up and gripped his hard c0ck tight. His thrvsts were slow and shallow. "Yes. Yes, please don't stop." He plunged deeper, and I grabbed the sheets. I was dazed yet still greedy. I wanted more. "AhhhhโฆAndrรฉ. I need more Andrรฉ. Please give me more." His tempo increased, and so did my m0@ns. His name was on my breath, his scent in my nostrils, his lips on my skin and his hands in my hair. My body squirmed desperately, and I felt myself tighten. I heard his voice in my ears. "Are you going to come for me?" "Yes, Andrรฉ. Please don't stop." The tempo picked up, and I m0@ned louder and harder. My face was flushed. My pu$$y was soaked, and I could hear sputtering sounds as he continued to f**k me deep. My legs trembled, and my voice could barely be heard. I gripped the sheets harder, pulling out from the side that they were tucked in neatly. My breathing became wheezy as the sensations shot up. His dรญck went harder and deeper inside me, filling me up perfectly. My legs felt numb. Any more, and I wouldโฆ "Ahhhhhhhhโฆ" My body jolted, and my juices poured out of my, streaming down my legs and soaking the bed. I felt my forehead and beads of sweat got stuck to my hand. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you cvm for me like that again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. Alpha Andrรฉ stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. My eyes travelled down, and I saw the obvious bulge in his trousers. What the hell? | Good Novel and Story | 18 | https://www.facebook.com/61563112123593/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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"What are the pictures for?" "Well, nothing says insurance better than a photo of your former fiancรฉ banging another woman while getting it in the hip at the same time by a dude." ____________ Daniella I took a deep breath and smoothed down my wig, thinking the bright pink hair actually made my blue eyes stand out more than did my natural auburn locks. The shimmering silver, barely-covering-my-hip dress and my thigh-high, black suede boots completed the look. Although not quite. Because I was feeling festive and maybe because I needed some metaphoric balls tonight, I put on a pair of ornament earrings. After all, I was heading to a Christmas party, one being held three days before the holiday. And I wanted to look my absolute best when busting my fiancรฉ for cheating on me. Yeah, nothing said Merry Christmas quite like sticking your shaft in some other chick right before coming home to your loving fiancรฉe for the holidays. Stuck in the city working on an unfortunate project until tomorrow morning. God, how many times over the last year had I fallen for Eric's lines about working late? Too many. Though we shared a rented townhouse in New Jersey, I'd always been supportive of him keeping an apartment in Manhattan. I'd felt terrible about him having to schlep all the way home after a late night at work. But now I knew better. Too bad I'd already wasted two years with him, but I was determined not to squander one more day. Of course, I could've waited to confront him at home, but I knew he'd deny it. I'd also lose the advantage of having evidence. So I was going to a party tonight that I knew he'd be attending in order to gather the undeniable proof. Club Travesty didn't boast a flashy entrance. Matter of fact, it was tough to find. I imagined it would be even harder to gain entry into tonight's Christmas party. Which is why I'd cloned Eric's membership card. I'd found it in his inside jacket pocket late one evening when he'd forgotten to take it out. That had been his second misstep. The first was leaving a brochure in his glove compartment which had started my suspicions about this club he belonged to. Then, of course, he'd clearly underestimated me. He had no clue I'd be able to access his online credit card account, discover where the card had been used, and utilize parking stubs to figure out the address of the place. At which point, I'd hacked into his email to see the invitation. Now that I was taking the fake membership card out of my purse, I fought the nerves. I was good with a computer and detailsโI'd managed fake ID's in college for me and all my friendsโbut there was always a chance I'd be caught at the door. Guess Plan B would have to consist of Eric coming home to find I'd moved out all of my things earlier today. Smiling at the large man in the black suit with the closely cropped hair at the door, I handed him my card. I watched him scan it while trying to steady my heartbeat. The idea of catching Eric in the act made me anxious. But even more did I worry about entering a intercourse club holiday party for God only knows what. I wondered if I'd thought this through. I mean what if everyone attending was part of an orgy? Or all of a sudden, I became a submissive for a man in a mask with a whip while "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer" blasted in the background? Considering how boring my intercourse life with Eric had been, I'd be lying if I said either thought didn't turn me on a little. Matter of fact, disguised as I was and about to be very single, I found myself eager to see what was inside the club. Coming out of my weird, holiday-themed, intercourse-deprived thoughts, I saw the green light flash and smiled at the bouncer who'd allowed me entry. Whew. I'd made it in. But now what? Now to look like I belonged here. I wasn't sure what I'd expected, but classy chandeliers, posh carpets, and a beautiful Christmas tree front and center hadn't been it. I stepped past the entrance and deeper inside by way of a short hallway. I found myself in the middle of a party. Waitresses in barely-there tuxedo one-piece rompers served champagne while soft holiday music played in the background. So much for a raunchy intercourse dungeon. I adjusted my mask. My simple black one was nothing compared to some of the more ornate masks I could see around the room. For a moment, I started to think I might have been mistaken about what type of party this was. Then I noticed the people congregating near the glass on the far side of the room. Stepping closer to the window, I sucked in a breath. Rooms with glass from floor to ceiling had people on display in various intercourse acts. The one in front of me boasted two gorgeous women, one of whom was on her back while the other devoured her between her thighs. Walking down a few feet, I saw the next room featured two men and one woman. She had one shaft in her mouth and the other pumping deep inside of her from behind, fast and furious. I was fascinated and hard-pressed to move on from it. But I had to remember I was here for a purpose and tore my eyes away to step down to the next room. I wasn't a prude by any stretch, despite the boring intercourse I'd been having with my fiancรฉ, but the next scene shocked my senses. In this room a man plowed into a woman missionary-style while another man went to town, thrusting into the first man's hip. I was about to move on when my gaze locked on the eyes of the man in the middle. The mask made it hard to determine for sure, but the unmistakable birth mark on his left pec absolutely identified him. Eric was not only cheating on me, but he was also bisexual? I slid out my flash-drive-sized camera and tried to get the right angle. I wanted to get Eric's masked face along with the unmistakable birth mark: tangible evidence. I'd need it since there wasn't exactly a way I could confront him at the moment. Not unless I wanted to bang against the glass and whip off my mask. Although tempting, I would rather show him the proof with the photo. This ought to get his cooperation in returning the money he owed me, my true priority. I'd given him seventy-five thousand dollars out of my savings to go towards a down payment on the house we planned to buy together. Hindsight made me feel stupid for having trusted him, but when you think you'll spend the rest of your life with someone, what was transferring your savings for your dream home? Unfortunately, my sleuthing revealed he'd spent the money instead of putting it in his nonexistent savings. Evidently, he was a cheater all the way around. Tucking the camera in my purse and giving one last glance toward Eric, I was about to turn and make my way out when a hand clamped on my elbow and a low voice came in my ear. "Miss, please follow me." The man's grip wasn't leaving me much of a choice. A tank in a suit, he was careful, however, make it look as though he was merely guiding me through the crowd. But when he led me into a cleverly hidden elevator near the bar, I had a moment of panic. "Where are you taking me?" "To see the boss, ma'am." "Um, why is that?" "Don't know, but I reckon you'll find out soon enough." His Southern voice might be soothing, but his words weren't. Had they figured out my ID was fake? Or had they spotted the camera? Either way, I was pretty sure I was screwed. And not in a good, intercourse-club kind of way. Shane Finances didn't wait, not even for Christmas week. This was why, instead of enjoying the party downstairs, I was up in my office crunching numbers, frustrated with our part-time accountant's work or lack thereof. The IRS year-end deadline was looming, but instead of making my profit-and-loss statement his priority tonight, he was downstairs partaking in the festivities. Which is probably what I should have been doing. But ironically, as one of the owners of Club Travesty, I had very little time to indulge in the club's activities. "Hey, Boss, you coming down?" Heather, my bar manager and long-time loyal employee, came up the stairs. The open loft-like space held both my desk and my best friend's, in addition to a round table and chairs I used for meetings. I held my head, wanting the break but not in the mood for celebration. Looking up, I tried not to let the stress show. "Not yet. Everything going all right?" She nodded. "Yep. Good crowd tonight. rooms are hot. Matter of fact, I might be up for something later if, uh, you are." I forced myself to scan Heather, with her bustier lifting her fake boobs and cinching her tiny waist, and tight leather pants encasing her toned legs. Her hair was long and blond, both of which weren't natural, but it did make her look younger than her thirty-eight birthdays. We'd done acts together over the years, but it had been a while. Mainly because I'd been worried she'd started to catch feelings after the last time. I didn't do feelings with intercourse. Regardless, my shaft should have stirred. It didn't. I blamed the numbers in front of me. "Maybe some other time, honey." The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her feelings. "Always happy to take a raincheck. Don't work too hard now." Right. I'd owned the club with my best friend, Max, for nearly ten years, and I did remember when it used to be fun. Of course what two red-blooded males wouldn't love the idea of running a intercourse club? But lately it was literally all work and no play. Rubbing my eyes and knowing I still had a long night ahead of me, I stood up from my desk and went through the secure door on my right. There my security team monitored the rooms and the guests on the dozen screens in front of them. "How's it going, Ron?" I addressed the head of security and the best man I had on the job. "Nothing out of the ordinary, Mr. Nelson." His scrutinizing gaze never left the screens, scanning for any type of breach in either the rooms or the party crowd. Anonymity was the most important thing at Club Travesty, something I took very seriously and the reason I had top security. "Is Max on the bar?" "Yes, sir. Any chance he gets." Not only was Max my best friend from childhood, but he was also my business partner. Whereas I preferred the back office, he enjoyed being in the mix, dealing with personnel and schmoozing. He was the people person. I was not. Typically, we had a much smaller crowd. But during the holidays, we did two big VIP parties, one to celebrate Christmas and another on New Year's Eve. This was in addition to the many other services we offered. Private rooms for couples who wanted to come in and spice things up, kinky BDSM rooms in the basement, and a newer service I'd added a few years ago which focused on the woman. This included everything from sexual confidence counselors to the "boyfriend experience," where lonely women could come in to gain mojo. I was just about to step out and back to the books when Ron honed in on something. "Focus in on camera four," he instructed Alan, his junior security guy. I wasn't sure what he was looking at until I spotted her. Pink hair that was obviously fake, tight petite body in a silver, curve-hugging dress, and thigh-high boots that were hot. "What's she holding?" "I think it's a camera." He spoke into the intercom, reaching every security guard via their inconspicuous earpieces. "I've got a possible breach. Pink hair, silver dress, black boots. In front of room number four." Photos were a definite violation of club policy. "Run her credentials," I instructed. "Yes, sir. You want us to confiscate the device and escort her out?" That would be the easiest thing to do. But I wanted answers first. "No, bring her up here. Proceed discreetly." Daniella The elevator doors opened to a large floor space. Two desks sat in the middle of the room and a bay of one-way mirrors appeared to look down over the main floor. My anxiety was already high, but then I saw him. It went up a whole other level. Dressed all in black in a well-tailored suit, he walked towards me with a masculine confidence which left no doubt he was in charge. He was gorgeous in a dangerous way with chiseled features, midnight black hair and a scruff that made me wonder what it would feel like between my thighs. Jesus, where had that thought come from? I blamed the intercourse God in front of me along with the visual from the rooms still on my mind. He stopped a foot in front me and held out his hand. "May I see your ID card?" I swallowed hard before fishing it from my clutch and handing it over. My voice escaped me, though I didn't know whether it was from his presence or from my nerves over the fake ID. "Scan this." He held it out for Tank Man. "Yes, sir." After taking the card, Tank Man opened a door off to the side, offering me a glimpse of monitors. The moment the door closed, I felt very aware we were alone. The floor may have been spacious, but at that moment it felt anything but. "What, uh, what is this about?" I'd finally found my voice. "It's about the camera, and the pictures you were taking." He didn't seem like a man who would appreciate a false runaround, so I didn't bother to deny it. "I'm guessing it's against club rules?" "You'd guess right. And if you turn it over, I won't press charges." "You won't press charges against me for taking pictures in a intercourse club?" As if he would call the cops here. I might be shaking in my boots, but I wasn't stupid. His smile didn't reach his eyes. "Take off your mask, please." I swallowed hard but removed it as instructed. Perhaps if I cooperated, he'd be more willing to let me keep the photos. "I've never seen you here before. What's your name?" I looked beyond him to where the big man who'd taken my ID was coming out of the door. "I'm sure your human tank can tell you." His lips twitched, but he simply turned towards his man with a quirked brow. "Beth Jones, sir. But the membership code belongs to Eric Patterson." Note to self. When lying and going undercover, wear shoes I could actually run in. These four-inch boots were definitely not fitting the bill if I wanted to make a break for it. "Go back to your station downstairs, Chad. Send up Lance, please." "He so didn't look like a Chad," I commented once the door was closed. Hey, even if I was screwed, I could still be sarcastic. *** Shane I was the type of man accustomed to having people nervous upon meeting me. I might not be big like the "Tank" she'd referred to, but at six foot one, two hundred pounds, I'd been known to intimidate the people I wanted to. But this woman was cracking jokes. She was challenging me about the police, despite her hands shaking when she'd handed over the ID card and taken off her mask. I appreciated that she hadn't bothered to lie or play dumb. "Who is Eric Patterson to you?" I hadn't missed the way she'd involuntarily flinched when his name had been mentioned. She lifted her chin. "My soon-to-be-former fiancรฉ." "I'm guessing he doesn't know you're here?" "You'd guess correctly." She had spunk; I'd give her that. "What are the pictures for?" "Well, nothing says insurance better than a photo of your former fiancรฉ banging another woman while getting it in the hip at the same time by a dude." If this wasn't so serious, then I might have grinned at her choice of words. "Insurance against what? You're a woman who came in tonight to get proof your fiancรฉ was cheating. So now go home, throw his clothes out, and do whatever you women do to get your revenge, but leave my club out of it." She gritted her teeth. "I have something that could be useful to you." I raised a brow, slowly scanning up from her thigh-high boots to the short dress that gave me a glimpse of skin. Her breasts, although not large, were certainly real. And despite the fact she was wearing a lot of makeup, I could see that under it she was beautiful. For a moment, I wanted nothing better than to rip off her wig to see the color of her hair. But the murderous glare she was shooting me gave me pause, not to mention amusement. "Jesus. Are all men pigs? I meant your security system. Obviously, I'm not throwing myself at the owner of a intercourse club. I'm not that pathetic." Normally I didn't care what people thought about me, having perfected such an art form years ago. But this particular woman's audacity to think herself too good for me snapped my temper. "I can assure you I'd rather j-rk off than sleep someone vanilla like you." I immediately saw the hurt flash in her eyes and instantly regretted my words. I'd made this personal when it was only business. "I'm sure my fiancรฉ had the same thought. And the insurance I speak of is because he took my money, and I want it back." She dug in her clutch and handed over a small camera. "I'll be going now unless you have any other insults you'd prefer to hurl before I do." Unbelievable. "As if implying you'd never stoop so low as to sleep with me wasn't starting it." Her pretty face showed confusion. "What are you talking about? You know what? It doesn't matter. I need to go." I was about to let her. Getting the camera should have been enough, but I needed to address one more thing. How had she gotten in tonight? My gaze landed on Lance coming out of the elevator. He'd been on the door when Ms. Beth Jonesโwhich couldn't be her real nameโhad come through. "Wait one moment. Lance, do you remember letting this woman in the door earlier tonight?" Lance assessed her quickly but shook his head. "Sorry, sir. I don't remember her. There were a lot of women dressed similarly tonight." "Yes, but this one gave you a fake ID. It might have looked authentic, but it was cloned from the card of a male member, which she is definitely not. That you should've caught. Clear out your things. You're fired." She gasped. "What? No. You can't fire him." *** Daniella The arrogant prick had the nerve to arch a brow at me. "I'm the owner. I can do whatever I like." "Yes, sir. Sorry, sir." Lance spoke up, ready to leave. Could I help it if my guilt was heavy? I'd come to expose a cheater, not make some poor guy lose his job. "No, wait. I'll show you how I cloned the cards. That's what I was offering before. But if I show you, then you have to let, uh, Lance keep his job. You have a serious security breach with the way your cards are designed." I watched him contemplate. "Are you a computer hacker?" "No, just really good with them." "And how are you with accounting? Because if I dismiss Eric from the club, I'm going to be without an accountant." My eyes widened. "You let Eric handle your books? Are you a client of his firm?" "No. He did this on the side to compensate for his, uh, membership fee. He is an accountant, is he not?" "Yeah, one who stole money and doesn't have the accumulated wealth he boasts about." I used air quotes to highlight the last few words. Although his face said nothing, the set of his jaw told me everything. "Lance, go downstairs and bring Mr. Patterson up here. I have some questions for him." "Does that mean Lance isn't fired?" "It would seem so. For now." Tank Two simply nodded. "Yes, sir. I'll bring Mr. Patterson up." "How did you find out he was stealing?" "I gave him seventy-five thousand dollars to go with his supposed two hundred thousand for a down payment on a house. None of it is in his bank accounts. Matter of fact, the statements show he's exclusively been withdrawing money for months." "Excuse me?" "When I hacked into his bank accounts, none of my money was there. But I did see it used to be, along with a couple hundred thousand, but it's all been withdrawn. That's why I need the pictures from tonight, as insurance he'll give my money back." "I take it he wouldn't want people finding out he was having intercourse with another man?" "He'd freak out if I let the pictures go to all of his buddies or coworkers." "Are you sure you want to see him? I could just as easily do this without you here. The last thing I want is for you to start crying or get hysterical." Seriously? "The answer to your insulting question would be no, I won't start freaking out." Matter of fact, I was more than ready to confront Eric. Shane I watched Eric come off the elevator doors. He took off the mask and gave me a smile before his gaze flicked over to my guest. "Daniella. That's not you, is it?" She ripped the pink wig off her head, letting auburn locks flow down her back and making it clear she was the person he'd guessed. She was even prettier without the wig, with her natural dark red hair cascading down her back in waves, but it was the fire in her eyes which made her stunning. Although I'd hauled him up here wanting answers about his alleged stealingโhe was acting as my accountant, after allโlike a sick voyeur, I was riveted to the spot. I wanted to find out what would happen once she confronted him over the cheating. "What are you doing here?" Eric asked, still clearly in shock. "Shouldn't that be my question for you?" She was calm. I'd give her that. "I, uh, I mean some people from the officeโwe were working late andโ" "Oh, my God. Even now you lie. After I saw you having intercourse with some guy ten minutes ago." Eric went pale at her remark, and I have to say it made me happy. I'd never really liked the guy on a personal level and wasn't surprised to find he was a cheater. The question was whether he was a thief. If he was, I was going to break his face. "What do you expect? You're boring in the bedroom. No boobs, no adventureโ" "No manhood," she supplied, arching a brow. At least she wasn't about to let him insult her. There was no way it couldn't have stung, though, especially after my earlier comment. "As enlightening as it would be to hear you two go back and forth all night, I don't have the time. But I do have a vested interest in bringing you up here, Eric." His gaze shifted to me, and I could see it. The nervousness. "Uh, what's that?" "Are you stealing from me?" "No. No way, Shane." I raised a brow at his familiarity. "I mean Mr. Nelson, sir." "Did you steal from her?" His eyes got big, and he turned red. "No. She's my fiancรฉe." "Not any more I'm not." She took off the ring and tossed it onto a nearby table. If she'd been smart, she would've used it for leverage to ensure he returned her money first, but I stayed quiet. And in fact, before he could step over to grab the considerably sized diamond ring, she snatched it up. "Return my money, and you can have it back." "What? That ring is worth over ten grand. All precedents says the man gets the ring back if an engagement is broken." But then again, this was the most amusement I'd had in weeks. "I'm aware of what legal precedents says. However, if the man owes her seventy-five thousand dollars, the ring can be held as collateral. I want it all returned." "It was to go towards a house, so good luck proving anything." I'd had enough of this prick. It bothered me that he wasn't apologizing or appeared to show any remorse. She'd trusted him, and he'd betrayed her trust: not only by cheating, but also by taking her money. Neither of which was sitting well with me. "What do you think the guys at the office or your buddies would think of your little three-some downstairs tonight, Eric?" His face started to turn a deep red. Although he was a handsome guy, if you preferred the Wall Street type, he certainly didn't look it now. Matter of fact, he looked like he was about to puke. Which meant I had his number. "You can't threaten me with that. Anonymity is rule one with the club." I shrugged. "I can't, but she can. She has pictures." His eyes darted back and forth between us. "But that's against club rules." "Well, see, that's a predicament. She's not actually a club member. In fact, you're in violation for allowing her to use your card tonight to get in." "I didn't. She must've copied it." "Which means she had access to it, which ultimately constitutes carelessness on your part." "What do you want from me?" "The truth. Are you stealing from me?" "No. Definitely not." Considering he didn't have access to my actual bank accounts but only to the reports, I chose to believe him. "Fine, but if I find one penny gone, those pictures go viral at your firm. Also, you'll return all the money to Ms.โ" "Trivioli," she supplied. Daniella Trivioli. The name rolled around in my mind. "Okay. Fine," he readily agreed. "And do not come back here. Your membership has been revoked." Now he looked like he was on the verge of crying. He certainly hadn't been as upset to lose his supposed future life partner. "Please, don't do that." "I don't tolerate thieves or liars, Eric. Now, I suggest you leave without a scene before I make one and have you tossed out." He turned, but not without walking in front of Daniella and mumbling something which made her go completely pale. "What did you just say to her?" "Nothing." Eric appeared in a hurry to be going. I moved closer to step in front of her. "What did he say to you?" I might be a prick, but the last thing I'd allow was the victim in this situation to be made to feel worse. This woman, in particular, was pulling out a protective side I hadn't felt in years. "He said 'have a nice life, you frigid orgasmless bimbo.'" I raised a brow. "He's never given you an climax?" Why did women stay with men who couldn't get them off? Monogamy was a foreign concept to me, especially if, at the very least, the intercourse wasn't good. She swallowed hard. Tears glistened in her prideful gaze. "Not often." Eric scoffed. "Because you take too long." There was a reason my club offered sexual confidence classes. Because men like Eric systematically shredded a woman's self-assurance by being selfish in bed. I stepped closer to Daniella. My arm went around her waist, pulling her to my side. I'd be lying if I said her warmth didn't affect me. Her soft curves could be felt under the flimsy excuse for a dress she was wearing. "I find it funny you'd automatically assume the problem is her." I let my hand wander down her side slowly, seductively, while I told myself I was helping her save face. "Because your ex-fiancรฉe is a beautiful woman." I stepped behind her then, my one hand still splayed on her hip, the other inching up her skirt in the back. How far would she be willing to let this go? Any moment I expected her to step away. At the same time, I hoped she wouldn't. "But she's clearly been sexually deprived for a long time. But don't worry, Eric. She's come to the right place to remedy that." Before I could think about the ramifications or the fact that Daniella wasn't the typical guest at Club Travesty, my hand went up her skirt and between her legs. | Red113 | 30 | https://www.facebook.com/61554938783328/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195081 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634328 | 1634 | b.myfantasyapp.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://b.myfantasyapp.com/ad/bXlmYW50YXN5LzMyNTQ2OS8yMDI0MTAxNDEwMjU1Ni9wYWdl?adid={{ad.id}} | 4.1868250131908E+14 | Fanta001 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462904926_572804118507262_7538809350992680902_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mMUUl8rAuNMQ7kNvgE0wQMg&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AgROJs9sG72OusaRJR2y27V&oh=00_AYDS6TI0JInT0gD05sb1srZxUf-hoaeHSBUtOzRJ2Tz4yA&oe=67146004 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. โ The prick is blocking the sun. I'm lying on the beach on the last day before the first day of my senior year, trying to darken my skin for one more day before school starts. Given that my father moved me to Sunset Beach at the end of my junior year, all the way across the country from my old home in Virginia, I didn't have much else to do. I don't know a single person in town and I'm already anxious about the first day tomorrow, wondering if anyone will even talk to me or if I'll be forced stare at my phone all day in an attempt to not acknowledge the fact that I'm the new girl in school. But now The prick is blocking my sun. I call him that because he walks like that guy. Chest out, like he owns the beach. He's phenomenal looking and he knows it and he knows the rest of us know it. Everything is easy for him, even walking in the sand. So I already know he's gonna be The prick. "You're new," he says. "To the planet?" I say. "No. I'm not." He smiles and his teeth are snow white against his bronze skin and his sun pecked blonde hair. His jaw could cut stone and his eyes are bluer than the ocean behind him. The surfboard under his arms looks nearly as hard as the ripples in his abs. The prick is smoking hot. "New and funny," he says. "What a combo." He turns over his shoulder. "Brett, we've got a funny one." Brett trudges up sand and plants his board in the sand next to The prick. Brett is almost as good looking. An inch shorter, dark hair, green eyes, a chest like a cutting board. Barbed wire tattooed around each of his biceps. He didn't smile. "Funny chicks are usually pains in my hip." "I like funny chicks," another guy says, coming up on The prick's left. "They usually don't think twice about giving it up." Third Guy is in a tie for second with Brett for best looking. Shoulder length brown hair, broad shoulders, eyes that matched his hair. All three of them are wet, having just come from the ocean and their waves. I'd seen them out on the water, envious of how they moved on their boards. I can surf, the result of summer trips to Florida when I was younger, but I'm not that good. "Where you from, New Girl?" The prick asks. "Not sure it's any of your business," I say. His smile darkens just a fraction. "You're kind of rude." "And you're blocking my sun." He jams his board into the sand, standing it on end. "Just trying to be friendly." "I think you're doing it wrong." Third Guy chuckles. The prick just stares at me. I look around. There are other people on the beach, but not near us. It becomes super clear to me that I'm on my own with the three of them. And I realize I'm uncomfortable. But I can't help myself. "And I think you're a prick," I say to Brett. He laughs, like he's heard that a million times. "I'll show you a prick if you wanna see one, honey." "Not interested," I say. "You will be," he says. "You still haven't answered the question," The prick says. I stare back at him. Jesus, is he good looking. Stop-what-you're-doing-and-fantasize good looking. "I'm aware." "It's not a hard question," he says. "Maybe she wants something hard, though," Third Guy says. I look at him. "Not sure you're up for the job, Champ." Third Guy doesn't like that and shuffles closer in the sand. "How about if we see?" Now, I'm for real uncomfortable. I sit up. I throw my keys and sandals in my bag and stand up. None of them move, eyeing me like I'm dinner. "This has been fun, boys," I say. "But I think I'm going home." The prick finally takes notice of my beat up surfboard next to my towel. He pushes the edge of it with his sand covered toe. "This yours?" "What gave it away?" I ask. He picks it up by the nose, gives it the once over, then lets it fall back to the sand. "It's a prick." "Takes one to know one," I say, picking up my towel and shaking it out. Third Guy and Brett back up, The prick holds his ground. The prick smiles. My stomach flips, then flops, then flips some more. Why does he have to be so good looking? "Happy to teach you how to ride," he says. His pals snicker. "I'm good," I say, picking up my board. "I think I'll have to be the judge of that," The prick says. "Good luck with that." "I don't need luck, honey," he says and tilts his head to the side. Drops of water from the ocean glisten on his perfect chest. "I take what I want when I want it." I pull my shorts on over my bikini bottoms. "No need to cover up the show," Brett says. "You don't have tickets," I say, grabbing my bag and picking up my board. "What a mouth," Third Guy says. "I wonder if it can do other things besides talk." Brett laughs, but The prick just keeps staring at me, trying to melt me with those blue eyes. It's almost working. "It can," I say. "But unfortunately for you, it doesn't go anywhere near prick." Third Guy glowers at me. The corner of The prick's perfect mouth turns upward into something that almost looks like a smile. But there's something about it that feels more threatening than friendly. It's ninety something degrees out but suddenly I'm chilled. I sling the bag over my shoulder. "I wish I could say it's been a pleasure, but I don't like to lie. See you around." I turn to go. "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. "Presley! Are you about ready?" I'm not ready. It's the next morning and I'm standing in front of the mirror, trying to convince myself that I'm ready for the first day of my senior year at a new high school. I've braided my long brown hair and pulled on the yellow linen tank top and my favorite denim skirt. I spent an extra twenty minutes on my makeup, trying to make sure it looked like I didn't spend an extra twenty minutes on my makeup. Silver sandals on my feet. I look good and if it had been the first day back at my old school, I would've at least felt like I knew what I was doing. I would've been driving to school on my own, stopping at the coffee shop on the way to school, getting my drink, and praying that my last year wouldn't suck as bad as my first three years did. Instead, I am hiding in my room, avoiding my dad's pleas to come out so he can drop me off at his paralegal's house so that woman's daughter can drive me to school. Have I mentioned I've never met this girl? "Presley!" he yells. "We gotta go!" "I'm coming," I say. I sigh, check the mirror one last time, and grab my backpack. I throw it over my shoulder and look at the mirror again. "Please don't let today suck," I say. My father is waiting at the bottom of the stairs. He's wearing a dark navy suit, light blue shirt, and a red tie. His dark hair is flecked with gray and he's good looking for a dad, according to my friends. My mother, however, thought that the lawyer she worked for was better looking, so she left him and moved to Washington. So it's me and my dad and that's okay most of the time. He tries, but he's also busy trying to get his new law practice off the ground. The reason we moved to Sunset Beach from Virginia was because he was able to snag one giant client and it would mean steady work for the next two years. The client lives in Sunset Beach and he wants to be near him for meetings and stuff like that. He pitched it to me as living near the beach and all the fun we'd be able to have, but I knew that any fun that I found would be most likely on my own. But it's still way better than living with my mom. And I'm hoping it'll be different for me here. He looks up at me. "We're going to be late, Pres. Come on." "Sorry," I mumble. "Did you eat?" he asks. "No, I'm fine," I say. "You can grab a granola bar or something." I shake my head. "I'm fine." He smiled. "Senior year. Are you ready?" "Nope." "Come on, it'll be good." "Sure," I say, avoiding his eyes. He sighs and we head to the garage to climb into his green Audi Q5. My dad has money. He just wants more of it. He lost some of it in the divorce, but he's determined to make it all back and then some. We live in a great house six blocks from the ocean now and I don't have to worry about much. Other than having friends my senior of high school. "Claire's daughter said she was happy to take you," he explains as we drive. "I just thought that might be better than showing up alone on the first day." "Okay." We stop at the red light and he looks at me. "You look great." "Thanks." There's an awkward pause. "I know this is all hard, but it'll be okay," he says. "You just have to give it a chance. I know you miss your friends. But did it suck to spend the last two weeks at the beach?" Well, I didn't really have friends to miss, Dad, because I was loner there. "No," I say. "It was good." "Your tan looks good anyway." I don't say anything and the light changes to green. The car lurches forward. "I appreciate you doing all of this, Pres," he says. "You could've made it harder on me, but you didn't. I know it's not the plan you had, but thank you for giving it a chance." I'm not sure I had another choice. Claire's house is five minutes from ours, a cut yellow bungalow with a perfectly cut yard out frond and roses of nearly color beneath the front window. A gleaming white Mini Cooper is idling in the driveway and I can see a shadowed head inside of it. "That's Bridget there," my dad says, pointing at the car. "Claire texted me and said she'd be in her car, waiting." My stomach ties into one gigantic knot. "Okay." My dad puts his hand on my shoulder. "It's gonna be great. It'll feel like you've been here for forever before you know it. I promise." I pick my bag up off the floor. "I know. You're right. I'll see you tonight." "I'll probably be late," he says. "So don't worry about dinner for me." I get out of the car and stare at the Mini idling in the driveway. All kinds of awkward. I close the door, give my dad a half wave, and make the death march over to my ride. I'm not sure what I'm expecting, but Bridget isn't it. I peer in the window of the car and she's looking over at me, smiling. She reaches over and pushes the door open. "Presley?" she says. "I'm Bridget." "Hey," I say. "Nice to meet you." "If you get in now, we've still got time to get coffee on our way," she says. "If you like coffee?" It's like I've been given a lifeline. I slide into the seat. "I would love coffee." She laughs. "I can barely function without it." Bridget is knock out gorgeous. Jet black hair to the middle of her back, a tight red v-necked T-shirt with perfect curves underneath. Denim shorts that show off her long legs. She smells like the roses in her front yard. "I appreciate the ride," I say as we back out. "I know this is weird." "Please," she says, eyeing the mirror. "Can't imagine having to do the first day at Sunset Beach on your own, particularly senior year." She smiles again. "This way I can point you in the right directions so you don't waste your time going in the wrong ones." "That would be awesome." "Don't be offended by this," she says. "Are you a cheerleader?" "Um, no." "Thank Jesus," she says, slapping her palm against the steering wheel. "I mean, you're kinda hot and all put together, so it can be hard to tell." She glances at me. "Rule number one at Sunset is that the cheerleaders suck hip." I laugh. "Isn't that the way it is everywhere?" "Pretty much," she says, nodding. "And I'm just warning you now. You are gonna be fresh meat. prick football players are gonna flock as soon as we hit the lot." "prick football players," I says. "So two things are the same everywhere." She holds up a fist. "Word, girlfriend." I bump her fist with mine and my stomach starts to unclench. As she drives, she fills me in on teachers and classes and other kids and what to expect. She doesn't have to tell me all of this, but I'm relaxing by the second as we go. We pull into the drive thru of a place called Seaside Coffee and she orders two large iced coffees. She might be my soulmate. By the time we get to the school, I'm almost nerve free. She whips the Mini through the parking lot and jerks it to a stop right in front of a painted parking stall. She points to it. "See that? They auction parking spots to seniors at the end of junior year and then you get to paint your spot. This is mine." "That is awesome," I say, looking at the pink and yellow sunset painted over a very blue ocean. "You did that?" "I did that," she says, proudly. "And no one else can put their hip in this spot all year." She pulls into the lot and we get out. The lot is nearly full and clusters of other kids are walking toward the concrete and glass building. "What are you doing tonight?" Bridget asks. "Tonight? Nothing. My dad has to work late." She grips my elbow. "Perfect. There's a back to school night down at The Hump." "The Hump?" "Place down by the beach," she says. "You're coming and I can show you." "I don't know if--" She squeezes my elbow. "You're coming, Presley." She stops walking and looks me right in the eye. "Look, when my mom asked if I could give her boss's daughter a ride because she was new, I thought you might end up being some little troll that didn't speak or, even worse, a cheerleader." She smiled. "But you're not. I know this has to suck, but I can make it suck a little less. So you're coming tonight." She pauses. "Where's your phone?" I pull it from my hip. "Give me your number," she says, whipping hers out. "So I can find you during the day and see how you're doing. And meet me here at twelve for lunch. It's open campus and we'll go get burgers. Cool?" She was taking care of every first day worry I had. I mean, I never went to a single party back in Virginia and now she's invited me to the first one of the year and making sure I'm not solo for lunch. "Yeah, totally. But you don't have to do this." I give her my number. "I'll be okay." "I want to," she says, then recites her number for me. She starts to say something else, but her eyes drift over my shoulder and her smile fades. "Okay. Test number one. Prick football players incoming." I turn around. Three boys, all in blue and white lettermen jackets, all large, all heading our way. The one in the middle has short dark hair, gray eyes, and shoulders like square blocks. They aren't quite as good looking as the boys I'd run into on the beach, but they're close. "Hey Bridge," the dark haired boy asks. "Who's your pal?" "This is Presley," she says. "Presley, these are the pricks." "So unfair and uptight," he says. "She got the d part right. I'm Derek. And this is Evan and this is Pritch." He winks at me. "Where exactly did you come from?" It's right then that I make the decision. At my old school, I would've shut up. I would've been too intimidated to say anything. But I don't have to be the same girl I was there. I can be someone new in Sunset Beach. 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It was the duties of the eldest daughter, they said. "No, thanks," Anastasia responded. "Whatever," Michelle snorted before she zoomed off, leaving a cloud of dust behind that made Anastasia cough. In no time, Anastasia was able to find a cab. Reaching the city hall, Anastasia found Michelle standing in front of a staff; it was the same staff that called Anastasia to come retrieve her marriage certificate. It turned out they had registered to the same staff. Anastasia wanted to turn back and leave to avoid another encounter with Michelle. Unfortunately, luck wasn't on her side. The staff recognized Anastasia and quickly called her. "Mrs. Wallace, I have your marriage certificate with me. Please come and get it," said the staff. Instantly, Michelle turned back with a grin on her face when she saw Anastasia. "Ana, come and take your marriage certificate," she urged her. Anastasia read between the lines. She was mocking her for marrying the black sheep while she was married to the CEO of the Wallace enterprise. Anastasia revealed a small smile that didn't reach her eyes, took the marriage certificate from the staff, and turned, about to leave, but Michelle stopped her. "Come on, I want to see it. I want to see the useless man you will start calling your husband for the rest of your life," she urged, her eyes filled with mockery and her tone hushed, so that the staff wouldn't hear her. "We can see it later," Anastasia replied, about to walk out but grabbed her hand, stopping her. "Don't make me repeat myself," she threatened with a glare. In a blink of an eye, Michelle's expression was back to normal, as if she hadn't just threatened Ana. "Anastasia." Ana heard someone call her. She turned back to find Richard marching towards them. When they had come to register, he had made it clear to her that he wasn't coming along with her to get the certificates. 'What is he doing here?' She wondered. "Hi Michelle," he greeted her, while Michelle tried to hide the disgust in her face as she stared at him. She couldn't be any more glad that she was married to Xavier. Turning to Anastasia, he suggested, "Let's go home and celebrate by having a little fun tonight." He winked at Anastasia with a sly grin on his lips as he chewed a piece of gum. He placed his hand on her waist, making her flinch. Anastasia ignored him, pretending she didn't hear him speak. She gulped down her saliva, inhaled then exhaled, hoping it would calm her nerves. "I'm talking to you," Richard nearly yelled at her when she gave him nothing but silence. "You are hurting me," she managed to mumble, her eyes lowering, unable to make eye contact with him. His grip on her waist had tightened. "Oh, so you can hear me? I thought you went deaf for a second," said Richard, licking his lips lustfully as he sized her up. Tears pooled in Anastasia's eyes while her hands clenched on the envelope, the paper that clearly stated she was finally married to Richard, who was the black sheep of the Wallace family. While her younger sister, Michelle was to marry her first son, Xavier, whom she had only seen once when he and his grandma came to their mansion to finalize a few things with her family. She knew her whole world had shattered and there was no point in revival. She could have ran away, far away from these people, but she couldn't. Her father had already threatened her that if she did, he would demolish the NGO she owned. The NGO was a place filled with happy children, a place she worked hard to build with her savings. The center had been spearheaded by her cousin who lived in constant fear of Anastasia's father. So, for the children's happiness, she had to sacrifice her freedom. Michelle scoffed when she saw Anastasia tearing up. "Richard, I've been asking Ana to show me the certificate, but she doesn't want to show me. But now that you are here, don't you want to see how handsome you look in it?" She asked him with a bright smile. "I want to see how I look in the picture, not that I would be surprised by my looks since I've always been handsome. Show it to me, baby," Richard urged her. 'Fool,' Michelle thought to herself. Anastasia didn't want to delay and make things harder for her. Her hands trembled as she ripped open the envelope that contained the marriage certificate. She could feel the weight of their gazes on her as she spread it open, her breath catching in her throat. Her eyes fell on the photo attached and the certificate slipped from her grasp, fluttering on the floor. Her heart pounded wildly, her chest tight with a mix of disbelief and fear. 'That's not Richard, that's Xavier.' 2: Sheโs the richest member of the Harrison Family Michelle frowned when she saw Anastasia drop the certificate. She picked it up, her eyes widening in disbelief when she saw the photo attached. She looked at Anastasia, shock mirrored in their expressions. "This is Xavier? How come you have Xavier's picture in your certificate?" Michelle questioned, glaring at Anastasia who was still frozen in shock as if she had a hand in it. Her voice attracted the attention of the people at the city hall. Michelle didn't waste any time and quickly tore open her certificate. "What theโ" she nearly cursed when she saw Richard's picture attached alongside hers on the certificate. "I'm married to Richard? What sort of a mistake is this?" She questioned no one in particular. Richard was also baffled by the mix-up, but he didn't see it as a big deal. As long as he was married to one of them, he was okay with it. Ruffling his hair, he said, "You two can go ahead and figure out how this happened. I have to meet up with my friends and have a drink." After that, he went his own way. Michelle couldn't help but glare at his back. Anastasia heard what Michelle said, and couldn't help but be even more shocked. The whole mix-up was completely unexpected. Anastasia was internally hoping for a miracle from the heavens, but she never expected their spouses to be exchanged. She found herself married to Xavier, while Michelle was now married to Richard. "What is this?!" Michelle's outburst brought her back from her thoughts as she compared the two certificates in her hands, as if her eyes were deceiving her. Michelle gritted her teeth in anger. She went to the staff and showed her the certificates. "What sort of joke is this? The man I came here with earlier was Xavier Wallace, and you got me married to Richard Wallace?!" She barked, veins popping on her neck out of frustration. At first, the staff was wondering what Michelle could be whispering to Anastasia. But seeing the mix-up, she felt a cold sweat run down her back. "You need to fix this!" Michelle ordered, her anger palpable. She had been daydreaming about how her wedding night with Xavier was going to feel like. But now that she wasn't married to Xavier as she'd expected, she felt a sudden urge to kill. The staff nodded vehemently, rushing from her seat to find out what could have caused the mix-up. Michelle turned to Anastasia. "I'm sure you are happy about this. You bribed the staff to swap the IDs, right? I know your ways, Anastasia. Mum and Dad are going to hear about this, and I will make sure they beat the truth out of you," she threatened, her teeth gnashing together while her fists clenched on the certificates. Michelle had never imagined getting married to Richard, Xavier's younger brother. He never took his life seriously and never set a goal for himself. The only reason he seemed important was because he came from the Wallace family. She didn't want to be married to such a person. She deemed it to be an abomination. "What are you saying, Michelle? How could I have bribed the staff? We came here at different hours to register, and there are many staff here as well," said Anastasia, hoping Michelle would believe her. The staff came back, sweat already glistening on her forehead. "I'm s-sorry, Mrs. Wallace. There w-was a fault with our system and it ended up swapping y-your IDs," the staff stuttered, afraid of her own life especially since Xavier Wallace was involved. She was internally hoping she wouldn't lose her job. "Shut up! This is a city hall for crying out loud and you are telling me there was a fault with your system? Don't tell me lies. She," Michelle pointed at Anastasia. "She bribed you, didn't she?" The staff glanced between Michelle and Anastasia, confused by Michelle's words. All she could do was shake her head. "No ma'amโ" The staff didn't get the chance to complete her sentence when Michelle stormed out of the city hall, dragging Anastasia along with her. "Get in the car," she ordered when they reached outside. "We are going home and you are going to explain to Mom and Dad how this mistake happened," Michelle added, getting into the car. Anastasia had no choice but to get into the car. Michelle drove the car, heading to the Harrison mansion while calling Ana names now and then. The latter kept quiet, awaiting her doom as soon as they got out of the car since Michelle had already texted their parents about the mix-up. "You'd better confess now, else Dad is only going to beat you up to a pulp," she threatened nonstop. They finally arrived at the mansion. Michelle stepped down from the car and dragged Anastasia inside. Reaching the living room, Michelle pulled Anastasia with so much force that the latter fell on the groundโwincing in pain. "So, you were so greedy to have what your sister wanted that you went to the extent of bribing the staff members at the city hall to have your photo exchanged with Michelle's, huh?" Amelia questioned, the intensity of her glare scaring the skeletons out of Anastasia. "I'm talking to you, can't you speak?" She demanded. "What else can she say, mum? She has been caught red-handed so she has nothing to say," said Michelle. "You are going to get a divorce from Xavier," their father, Robert declared, his expression also holding the same amount of disdain as the other two as he glared down at her. Anastasia got up from the ground, and gulped down her saliva before she replied, "I don't want to divorce Xavier." She had no idea where that confidence came from, but she hoped it stayed longer. With gritted teeth, Robert threatened, "In that case, I will lock you up. No food and water until you agree to divorce him." Michelle grinned when she heard her father. Robert dragged Anastasia even though she tried to stop him by pleading, but he didn't halt for a second. When they got to her room, he threw her in and locked it. "Dad, please." Anastasia's voice could be heard from inside, but they all ignored her. All of a sudden, Robert got a phone call. He picked up the call without looking at the caller, anger still evident in his expression. "Who is it?" He demanded. When he got the news over the phone, his expression went from surprised to sudden rage which made him grip his phone tightly in his hand. "Who was that?" Amelia asked when she saw her husband's expression. "It was the lawyer. He said the doctor attending to his mother and father just contacted him, saying that both of them were dead. He also said that they had transferred all their properties to Anastasia," Robert forced the words out of his mouth. 3: You Killed My Baby "What?" Amelia asked, her voice barely a whisper. "How is that possible?" "I don't know, but one thing is for sure," said Robert. "You are going to have to transfer everything in my name," he declared loud enough for Anastasia to hear through the door. Anastasia couldn't believe her ears. She felt a deep sadness over her grandparents' deaths. Their bond had been so strong that when her grandmother fell ill, her grandfather's health had also declined from the loneliness he felt while she was in the hospital. Now, both of them were gone. Her grandparents were the only two people in the family who ever treated her kindly. Whenever they were around, even her parents, Michelle, and her brother Jack would treat her well. They all acted like a perfect family that loved her, never raising their voices at her as long as her grandparents were present. But since they got sick, her marriage was suddenly arranged with Richard until they were in their current situation. "I'm not transferring anything," Anastasia objected, her tone soft and timid. Amelia suddenly opened the door, startling Ana. "And what's that supposed to mean?" She questioned her. "It means I'm not transferring anything. Grandma and Grandpa transferred everything they owned in my name because they wanted to and I won't disrespect them by transferring it to your name," she declared, her eyes on her mother as she glared at her, gritting her teeth. "You unfilial child!" Robert barked, striking her across the cheek. "I am your father and you have no right to disobey me, do you hear me?" He spat all over her face, grabbing her chin with so much force that she thought he was going to punch her. Without waiting for her answer, Robert struck her across the cheek the second time. She fell on the floor as her blood painted her lips, her cheeks bleeding. Michelle smiled, hiding her conflicting emotions. She was overjoyed to see Anastasia being treated like a dog, but a flicker of annoyance lingered. It irked her how things seemed to be going so well for Anastasia that day. First, she had bribed the staff into swapping their IDs, ensuring she married Xavier, the man she was supposed to be with. And now, their grandparents had died, leaving everything they owned to Anastasia. Michelle was angry at how unfairly things had turned out in Anastasia's favor. Robert pulled Anastasia's hair and forced her to stand up. "Are you going to sign the property papers?" He questioned her again and she shook her head. "No," she mumbled. This was the first time after a long time since Ana had disobeyed him. He couldn't fathom why she was suddenly disobeying at a time like this. His parents have always been richer than him. It was their wealth that made their family part of the influential people in their city, Radiantia. He had always anticipated the day his parents would pass away, imagining the moment the lawyer would call his name, announcing that he had received the majority of their wealth. But the reality was far more cruel. He didn't receive even a percent of their estate; everything was left to his unfilial daughter, Anastasia. Without further warning, Robert dropped Ana to the ground. He pulled off his belt and whipped it across her body, eliciting a sharp yelp of pain from her. As if that wasn't enough, he started kicking her all over, intending to inflict unbearable pain on her so that she could choose to sign the papers. But Ana was extremely stubborn at that moment. Amelia, with her daughter, didn't want Robert to be the only one having the fun so they joined. They loved how they kicked Ana as if she was a soccer ball. "You think you are stubborn, aren't you? Let's see how much pain you can endure," Robert said. All of a sudden, they saw blood pool under Anastasia's dress. It was so shocking that they backed away a little. "Why is she suddenly bleeding?" Michelle asked no one in particular. She looked at Anastasia who had already passed out. "Call the guards, we need to take her to the hospital. She'd better not die yet when she hasn't signed the property papers." Robert's bodyguards immediately rushed in when they heard their names being called. "Take her to the booth of the car, I don't want her dirty blood staining my fancy car seat. We are taking her to the hospital," he ordered and they immediately did as they were instructed. โ When they arrived at the hospital, Anastasia was immediately rushed in for treatment. Robert followed closely, his face a mask of cold determination. He grabbed the doctor by the arm, his grip firm and unyielding. "Listen carefully," he said, his voice low and threatening. "I only need her fingers to be moving. That's all that matters." The doctor looked at him, conflicted but unable to defy the urgent demand. Reluctantly, he nodded, and Robert stepped back, watching as they wheeled Anastasia away, his mind already calculating his next move. "When is she going to be awake?" Robert asked as soon as the doctor came out of the hospital room. "She should be awake in about two hours," he replied. "But why does her body seem like she got beaten up? Did something happen to her?" He asked, wanting to know more about his patient. "She was robbed and that was how we found her, doc," Robert lied. He couldn't tell the doctor exactly what had happened. "I hope my sister will be alright," Michelle said, forcing a tear out of her eyes. Amelia hugged her as they sobbed together. "I see. Well, I'm sorry for the loss of your grandchild because unfortunately, the patient had a miscarriage." The doctor dropped the bomb which had the trio glance at each other in bewilderment. "I'm sorry but I don't think I heard that well," said Amelia. "Please can you repeat that?" she requested, waiting for the doctor. "The patient was pregnant and she had lost her baby, she had a miscarriage," the doctor repeated. 4: A Trade For My Peace Of Mind The doctor excused them to grieve the death of the unborn baby they didn't know existed. "Ana has the nerve to get pregnant and didn't tell us anything about it," said Michelle. "It serves her right to lose the child," she added, a small grin stretched on her lips. The other two thought the same as well. They didn't care about the death of any unborn child they had just killed. They only wanted her to transfer everything she owned in Robert's name so that he could share it equally, they thought. "I will have my assistant get the property papers ready with the divorce papers. She will have to transfer all that is in her name to mine and she will also have to divorce Xavier. So should you, Michelle," he said to Michelle. "Believe me when I say that I'm ready to sign the divorce papers right now. I can't stay married to that jobless bull, he won't even be able to take care of me," she replied. "That's good. And after thatโฆ" Robert drawled, staring at the corners to be sure that no one was listening to them. When he was sure that they were alone, he continued, "We will have to get rid of Ana." Amelia and Michelle glanced at each other before Amelia said, "I was thinking the same thing. She is already starting to act stubbornly. I don't want her getting some crazy ideas so it's best to get rid of her soon." Robert was proud of their line of thinking. This was his family, the family he was proud of. When it came to doing something evil, he knew his family would always support him even when it came down to killing someone. They never failed to show their support. "I will be the one that kills her, I don't want you two staining your hands with her blood," he said with a gentle smile on his face. "We will finally be getting rid of Anastasia and she will be out of our lives forever," he promised. They waited for Anastasia to wake up. Robert's assistant had already arrived with the papers he had requested. They were in his hands, anticipating Ana's awakeness. When the nurse who was in charge of taking care of Anastasia informed them that she was finally awake, they quickly rushed in. Inside the hospital room, Anastasia saw the people she once called family. No, she corrected herself. She didn't want to call them her family again. "Monsters," she called them loud and clear for them to hear her. The Harrisons were shocked. Anastasia's defiance and resilience kept catching them off guard. This only made them more determined to get rid of her permanently once they had gotten what they wanted from her. They didn't want to waste time bothering with the name she called them. Robert threw the papers at her bed, pointing at it, he ordered, "Sign those papers. Those are the property and divorce papers. Sign them quickly and don't waste any time glaring at me." Anastasia glared at him one more time before her eyes landed on the papers. It was all because of the papers that she had lost her baby. She was also shocked when the nurse from earlier informed her that she had a miscarriage and needed to take a rest. "Where's Richard?" She questioned, her tone chilly with not an ounce of emotion. This was the first time she was using that tone on them. They would be lying if they said they didn't feel scared for a moment. As if on cue, the door of the hospital room opened and Richard came inside, looking drunk and smelling as if he showered with alcohol. "What happened? Why did you suddenly call me here?" Richard asked, his words slurred. The more Michelle stared at Richard in disgust, the more she cursed at Ana internally. "Anastasia had a miscarriage and I'm guessing the child is yours?" Robert asked, staring intently at Richard as the latter stumbled until he found a chair to seat. Anastasia scoffed from the bed. He made her look like a prostitute with his words. "He is the father, it's not a guess because you let him have his way with me whenever he wanted, and you wouldn't intervene even once," she reminded him, her tone filled with so much anger that she felt her chest squeeze tightly that it became difficult to breathe. "You were supposed to be a father." "Don't you dare sit down there and teach me about my role," Robert remarked. The both of them exchanged glares, none of them willing to back down. "So you mean to tell me that Anastasia was pregnant with my child and she lost the baby?" Richard asked, facing Anastasia. "You lost the baby?" He asked her directly but Anastasia didn't bother replying to him. He was drunk and there was a high chance he wouldn't even remember what occurred the next day. "Isn't that supposed to be good news?" He asked, smiling like a fool as his stench continued to fill the room. "It's good that you lost the baby because I'm not ready to be a father at all. So that was why you people called me over? SighโฆI'm leaving." He stood up from the chair and found his way out as he wobbled. As soon as Richard closed the door behind him, Robert urged Ana. "Sign those papers immediately." A tear dropped from Ana's eyes but she wiped it immediately. She took the papers. "I will only sign these documents under one condition," she said which surprised them. They hadn't expected her to give in so quickly. "What is it?" "It's a trade. I'm willing to trade the properties for my peace of mind. I'm going to leave forever and I don't want you looking for me to trouble me ever again," she responded, her seriousness evident in her firm tone despite the pain she felt in her chest. 5: A Hope To Reclaim A wild grin stretched across Robert's lips, making him look like the devil's replica. He nodded eagerly, agreeing to her condition without wasting a second. "I will leave you alone and you will never be a part of the Harrison family again," he said. "That's exactly what I want." Anastasia took the papers and signed them. The Harrisons watched as the ink stained the paper with her signature. They finally got what they wanted. Unbeknownst to Anastasia, they had a completely different plan for her. Anastasia handed the papers over to Robert and he wasted no time in retrieving them as his eyes glued on her signature. A few moments ago, Anastasia had been the richest member of the Harrison family. But now, having transferred everything she owned into Robert's name, he was the wealthiest. "I will have the doctor come treat you properly so that you will recover quickly," said Robert, a huge smile on his lips. Anastasia stared at him, her face expressionless. She didn't say anything to either him or the other two that were behind him. Michelle was with the divorce papers. It was obvious from her smile how she ogled at Anastasia's signature that she was happy about the divorce. Sadly, Xavier was on a business trip so the divorce had to wait until he came back. 'What can I expect from them? I shouldn't feel sad about this, I'm finally free from their clutches,' Ana thought to herself. The Harrisons excused her and called in the doctor to give her proper treatment. A few days passed, and it was finally the day Anastasia was going to be discharged from the hospital. She waited for Robert until nighttime, the hours dragging by, before he finally arrived. It was raining heavily on that day, making the streets slippery and dangerous. "Ana," Robert called her. He was sitting beside her in the back seat while his two bodyguards were at the front. "I'm so glad we are going home, everyone missed you," he added, a warm smile on his face which made Anastasia uncomfortable because he'd never spoken to her with warmth before. He attempted caressing her cheeks but Anastasia immediately scouted away from him. "I'm only going home to take the necessary things I need and I will leave," she corrected him, glaring at the hand he dropped by his side. Robert sighed, his smile still evident on his face. Anastasia saw the car change directions and she immediately became alert. "Where are we going?" She questioned. "This is not the way to the mansion." "I'm sorry but I can't let you leave, Ana." Before she could react, Robert hit her head hard with the gun he snuck out of his pocket without her noticing, making her go unconscious. They stopped the car for a brief second, carrying Anastasia to the boot of the car discreetly. They got back and continued their ride, heading towards their destination, where they planned to bury her. Suddenly, the car hit a patch of mud and skidded uncontrollably. The bodyguard who was driving tried to regain control, but the vehicle was very close to the edge of the road. Everyone inside was scared for their lives, except Anastasia who had already passed out in the boot of the car and was unaware of what was happening. The other cars on the street made their way quickly so they wouldn't collide together and have an accident occur. The car hit the barrier at the edge of the road, causing the trunk to fly open. Anastasia was thrown from the vehicle, rolling off the cliff and tumbling into the thick forest below. Robert quickly got out of the car when he was sure that the car was stable and found the booth of the car already opened. He gritted his teeth in anger. "We are going to search for Ana in the forest," he instructed and had the bodyguards follow him. They went the other way which led to the thick forest since they didn't think they would survive it if they jumped over the barrier. The search for Anastasia began. But unfortunately, after an hour of searching for her under the heavy rainfall, they grew tired. "Boss, there's a possibility that she has already been eaten by the wild animals," one of the two bodyguards said, his eyes darting from one tree to another in fear that a wild animal would jump on them and use them as their dinner. "I agree. Even before she lands in the thick forest, I'm sure the branches have already stabbed her. She won't be able to survive it, boss," the other one immediately agreed, hoping that their boss would just let them leave the creepy forest. Robert contemplated for a while before he replied, "I guess you are right. She won't be able to survive it. She's dead." He declared. They turned their backs, deciding to leave. ** Deep in the forest, a man clad in a suit with an umbrella above his head by one of his men, keeping him from getting wet ordered, "Make sure you leave no evidence behind." It was Xavier, talking to his men. The men, also clad in black suits, responded in unison. "Yes, boss!" 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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my legs, so I rub my thighs together to help tend the ache. But it doesnโt help. No, it only makes me desperate to be touched. If this plan backfires and Iโm left hot to trotโฆwithout any actual trottingโฆIโm in for a world of hurt. โCan you give me a brief outline of the lesson plan now?โ Aleksei grips the shelves above my head, and they creak in protest. His face moves within an inch of mine, those gray eyes deepening to black. โYou tempt me to madness on my final day in perdition, Georgina?โ โIt didnโt have to be this way.โ I shrug off my jean jacket and let it drop to the ground, arching my back to draw his attention to my bosom. โAll those times in your bed, late at night. No one would โ โ โStop this,โ he grinds out, pressing closer. โNo one would have known if youโd make me yours.โ โEveryone would have known within nine months, little angel. Once I gave in and facked you, youโd have been taking my seed morning, noon and night.โ Twin flames blaze to life in his eyes, evidence of the danger lurking inside this man who has cared for me for so long. โAnd make no mistake. You are already mine.โ Nine months. Nine. He means he would have gotten me pragnant. What about protection? We havenโt even kissed and heโs already talking about me having his children? There is so much that remains a mystery. Except for the fact that I want him. And I know in the deepest part of my heart that Aleksei would never, ever do something that wasnโt in my best interest. So I throw caution to the wind and incite his lust more. I want him to give me every ounce of it. โNo. Iโm not yours yet.โ My hands trace the outline of his chest and core muscles as they heave into my palms. โWhy donโt you do something to change that?โ His voice is full of dark promise when he says, โVery well, angel.โ Those capable hands drop from the shelves, hanging at his sides as our foreheads meet. He rolls them together while his hot breath forms steam on my lips. How long is he going to keep his mouth a fraction of an inch from mine? Oh God. Every second he waits, bolts turn tight below my belly button, moisture collects inside my pantie. Finally, his thumbs brush my hips and he grates a string of Russian words. His forehead grinds against mine. And just when I think Iโm going to be left in suspense forever, Aleksei slides his tongue into my mouth. I make the most embarrassing sound and almost hit the floor, like the total rookie that I am. Tongue right off the bat? Isnโt there supposed to be some lip stuff to lead into the main event? Ohโฆmy God. I donโt care. I just want more. And Aleksei gives it to me. He catches me by the elbows and drags me back upright, wedging me between his made โ of โ stone body and the bookshelf, flicking his tongue against mine until I join him, mating our mouths in a rhythm that echoes in my pulse. Who is this man? I thought I knew everything about him, right down to his preferred vodka and cologne of choice. I know which of my fatherโs associates make him stick closer to me when theyโre around, his lack of a middle name, that he secretly enjoys watching Ellen. Did I know he could kiss like this? Uh, no. His lips are only beginning to slant over mine, his tongue fully invading my mouth with full, sweeping licks, when his hands roam down my backside. This time, they donโt stop with a squeeze of my right cheek, though. No, his rough palms slide inside my pantie and grasp both sides of my bottom firmly. Possessively. With a tortured, male sound, the kiss deepensโฆand my feet leave the ground. My legs move automatically to surround his hiips as Iโm dragged slowly โ so slowly โ up the length of his hardness. That private, untouched part of me rides from the root of Alekseiโs manhood to the very top, where he keeps me. โSome days I donโt know if Iโll survive without these thighs around me. Welcoming me,โ he grates. โYou jumped into my arms onceโฆlong ago. You could barely get your legs around me then, but you tried. You tried so hard. It was almost my undoing, Georgina, standing there while you struggled to open them wide enough to fit my body.โ Flashes of memory bombard from all sides. Alekseiโs curses, his flexing jaw. โI remember. You left. YouโฆI didnโt know what Iโd done wrong.โ โNothing, angel. Youโre never anything but too facking right. I think even your father knew I went home to stroke my cocck that afternoon.โ His hands knead my backside with intention, and every muscle below my waist constricts, ripping a whimper from my throat. โThis vow I made has almost been broken many times. Iโd sell my soul to break it right now and slide my diick inside your tight hole.โ โOh,โ I blurt, my head spinning from Alekseiโs confessions. His filthy speech that somehow sounds oh โ so โ amazing. โIsnโt that what y โ youโre going to do?โ I donโt realize Iโm holding my breath, my eyes gone blind, until Aleksei laughs a little against my mouth. Thereโs only the barest touch of humor in the sound, and an ocean full of agony. And with my cliit bearing down on the thick tip of him, Iโm totally sharing in that pain. Oh wow. My inner walls are clenching out of control, my thighs squirming around Alekseiโs hiips. Forget wet. Iโm soaked. Can he feel that? He must. I can barely supply oxygen to my lungs and how dare he laugh? Howโฆdare heโฆwait, what am I mad about again? โLook at me now,โ he growls, his accent thickening. I shake my head to loosen the lust fuzz and focus on familiar gray eyes. Only theyโre not so familiar right now. Theyโre more than a little wild, pupils dilated. โYes?โ I whisper. โYou will come to understand that I do not break my vows, Georgina. I promised to keep you innocent, and soon I will promise to keep you. Period. I will have your pusy at five oโclock and no sooner.โ His grip on my bottom strengthens. โUntil then, soak me through, little angel.โ Iโm about to question Alekseiโs order when he rolls his hiips and sparks go off behind my eyes. Like everything else heโs done since our kiss started, itโs sensual and smooth. His impossibly huge stiffness chafes the silk of my underwear in slow waves. Up and back. Up and back. Until Iโm gasping for air and digging my nails into his shoulder, thighs shaking. Even my hair follicles are screaming with sensation. Oh God. Ohโฆ โAleksei.โ My hiips tweak to meet his next roll, and I hit my peak. Only itโs not just a peak. Itโs the freaking Everest of orgesms, and my ears are ringing with the impact of it, because Iโve been waiting for this man to touch me since I can remember. โAleksei. Donโt stop.โ โDa. Thatโs a good angel.โ Another sharp roll, only this time he grinds me down onto his steel bulge, sending me into another realm of pleasure I never knew was possible. Straight up into the clouds above Everest. โMake a mess of my pants. Leave me covered in that vergin smell.โ โYes. Yes.โ I canโt stop shaking, and his dark voice against my forehead, the ownership of his hands that continue to knead me, keep my climax rolling, letting it master me. And the boulder of feeling rocking me to the core knocks loose my deepest secret without warning. โI love you.โ I cling to Aleksei, working my clenching flesh on his hard lap. โI love you.โ I only catch a glimpse of Alekseiโs flaring eyes before my back hits the bookshelf, his voice rasping in my ear. โDid you just sayโฆโ His chest shudders up and down. โDid you mean that?โ My neck loses power, sending my forehead dropping into the crook of his neck. โYes. I always have. Always.โ Triumph and tenderness clash in his usually stoic face. โYou have given me heaven, angel. Now I will return the favor.โ When Aleksei peels me off the bookshelf and strides even farther into the dark, all I can think is, thereโs more? | Top novels | 132 | https://www.facebook.com/61561012736675/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195115 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004052 | 1746634329 | 1634 | b.myfantasyapp.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://b.myfantasyapp.com/ad/bXlmYW50YXN5LzMyNTQ2OS8yMDI0MTAxNDEwMjU1Ni9wYWdl?adid={{ad.id}} | 4.1868250131908E+14 | Fanta001 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462915274_1311592280006960_5686161066358781686_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=bW4MxIwnGSUQ7kNvgG-gLdJ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AYFMlwHrxpvvr6HRuMvDgmV&oh=00_AYBbpfl0QfZvOUK7_7KV5bO_XdPkXcGYy6zrquT5wfbIvA&oe=671444FA | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. โ The prick is blocking the sun. I'm lying on the beach on the last day before the first day of my senior year, trying to darken my skin for one more day before school starts. Given that my father moved me to Sunset Beach at the end of my junior year, all the way across the country from my old home in Virginia, I didn't have much else to do. I don't know a single person in town and I'm already anxious about the first day tomorrow, wondering if anyone will even talk to me or if I'll be forced stare at my phone all day in an attempt to not acknowledge the fact that I'm the new girl in school. But now The prick is blocking my sun. I call him that because he walks like that guy. Chest out, like he owns the beach. He's phenomenal looking and he knows it and he knows the rest of us know it. Everything is easy for him, even walking in the sand. So I already know he's gonna be The prick. "You're new," he says. "To the planet?" I say. "No. I'm not." He smiles and his teeth are snow white against his bronze skin and his sun pecked blonde hair. His jaw could cut stone and his eyes are bluer than the ocean behind him. The surfboard under his arms looks nearly as hard as the ripples in his abs. The prick is smoking hot. "New and funny," he says. "What a combo." He turns over his shoulder. "Brett, we've got a funny one." Brett trudges up sand and plants his board in the sand next to The prick. Brett is almost as good looking. An inch shorter, dark hair, green eyes, a chest like a cutting board. Barbed wire tattooed around each of his biceps. He didn't smile. "Funny chicks are usually pains in my hip." "I like funny chicks," another guy says, coming up on The prick's left. "They usually don't think twice about giving it up." Third Guy is in a tie for second with Brett for best looking. Shoulder length brown hair, broad shoulders, eyes that matched his hair. All three of them are wet, having just come from the ocean and their waves. I'd seen them out on the water, envious of how they moved on their boards. I can surf, the result of summer trips to Florida when I was younger, but I'm not that good. "Where you from, New Girl?" The prick asks. "Not sure it's any of your business," I say. His smile darkens just a fraction. "You're kind of rude." "And you're blocking my sun." He jams his board into the sand, standing it on end. "Just trying to be friendly." "I think you're doing it wrong." Third Guy chuckles. The prick just stares at me. I look around. There are other people on the beach, but not near us. It becomes super clear to me that I'm on my own with the three of them. And I realize I'm uncomfortable. But I can't help myself. "And I think you're a prick," I say to Brett. He laughs, like he's heard that a million times. "I'll show you a prick if you wanna see one, honey." "Not interested," I say. "You will be," he says. "You still haven't answered the question," The prick says. I stare back at him. Jesus, is he good looking. Stop-what-you're-doing-and-fantasize good looking. "I'm aware." "It's not a hard question," he says. "Maybe she wants something hard, though," Third Guy says. I look at him. "Not sure you're up for the job, Champ." Third Guy doesn't like that and shuffles closer in the sand. "How about if we see?" Now, I'm for real uncomfortable. I sit up. I throw my keys and sandals in my bag and stand up. None of them move, eyeing me like I'm dinner. "This has been fun, boys," I say. "But I think I'm going home." The prick finally takes notice of my beat up surfboard next to my towel. He pushes the edge of it with his sand covered toe. "This yours?" "What gave it away?" I ask. He picks it up by the nose, gives it the once over, then lets it fall back to the sand. "It's a prick." "Takes one to know one," I say, picking up my towel and shaking it out. Third Guy and Brett back up, The prick holds his ground. The prick smiles. My stomach flips, then flops, then flips some more. Why does he have to be so good looking? "Happy to teach you how to ride," he says. His pals snicker. "I'm good," I say, picking up my board. "I think I'll have to be the judge of that," The prick says. "Good luck with that." "I don't need luck, honey," he says and tilts his head to the side. Drops of water from the ocean glisten on his perfect chest. "I take what I want when I want it." I pull my shorts on over my bikini bottoms. "No need to cover up the show," Brett says. "You don't have tickets," I say, grabbing my bag and picking up my board. "What a mouth," Third Guy says. "I wonder if it can do other things besides talk." Brett laughs, but The prick just keeps staring at me, trying to melt me with those blue eyes. It's almost working. "It can," I say. "But unfortunately for you, it doesn't go anywhere near prick." Third Guy glowers at me. The corner of The prick's perfect mouth turns upward into something that almost looks like a smile. But there's something about it that feels more threatening than friendly. It's ninety something degrees out but suddenly I'm chilled. I sling the bag over my shoulder. "I wish I could say it's been a pleasure, but I don't like to lie. See you around." I turn to go. "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. "Presley! Are you about ready?" I'm not ready. It's the next morning and I'm standing in front of the mirror, trying to convince myself that I'm ready for the first day of my senior year at a new high school. I've braided my long brown hair and pulled on the yellow linen tank top and my favorite denim skirt. I spent an extra twenty minutes on my makeup, trying to make sure it looked like I didn't spend an extra twenty minutes on my makeup. Silver sandals on my feet. I look good and if it had been the first day back at my old school, I would've at least felt like I knew what I was doing. I would've been driving to school on my own, stopping at the coffee shop on the way to school, getting my drink, and praying that my last year wouldn't suck as bad as my first three years did. Instead, I am hiding in my room, avoiding my dad's pleas to come out so he can drop me off at his paralegal's house so that woman's daughter can drive me to school. Have I mentioned I've never met this girl? "Presley!" he yells. "We gotta go!" "I'm coming," I say. I sigh, check the mirror one last time, and grab my backpack. I throw it over my shoulder and look at the mirror again. "Please don't let today suck," I say. My father is waiting at the bottom of the stairs. He's wearing a dark navy suit, light blue shirt, and a red tie. His dark hair is flecked with gray and he's good looking for a dad, according to my friends. My mother, however, thought that the lawyer she worked for was better looking, so she left him and moved to Washington. So it's me and my dad and that's okay most of the time. He tries, but he's also busy trying to get his new law practice off the ground. The reason we moved to Sunset Beach from Virginia was because he was able to snag one giant client and it would mean steady work for the next two years. The client lives in Sunset Beach and he wants to be near him for meetings and stuff like that. He pitched it to me as living near the beach and all the fun we'd be able to have, but I knew that any fun that I found would be most likely on my own. But it's still way better than living with my mom. And I'm hoping it'll be different for me here. He looks up at me. "We're going to be late, Pres. Come on." "Sorry," I mumble. "Did you eat?" he asks. "No, I'm fine," I say. "You can grab a granola bar or something." I shake my head. "I'm fine." He smiled. "Senior year. Are you ready?" "Nope." "Come on, it'll be good." "Sure," I say, avoiding his eyes. He sighs and we head to the garage to climb into his green Audi Q5. My dad has money. He just wants more of it. He lost some of it in the divorce, but he's determined to make it all back and then some. We live in a great house six blocks from the ocean now and I don't have to worry about much. Other than having friends my senior of high school. "Claire's daughter said she was happy to take you," he explains as we drive. "I just thought that might be better than showing up alone on the first day." "Okay." We stop at the red light and he looks at me. "You look great." "Thanks." There's an awkward pause. "I know this is all hard, but it'll be okay," he says. "You just have to give it a chance. I know you miss your friends. But did it suck to spend the last two weeks at the beach?" Well, I didn't really have friends to miss, Dad, because I was loner there. "No," I say. "It was good." "Your tan looks good anyway." I don't say anything and the light changes to green. The car lurches forward. "I appreciate you doing all of this, Pres," he says. "You could've made it harder on me, but you didn't. I know it's not the plan you had, but thank you for giving it a chance." I'm not sure I had another choice. Claire's house is five minutes from ours, a cut yellow bungalow with a perfectly cut yard out frond and roses of nearly color beneath the front window. A gleaming white Mini Cooper is idling in the driveway and I can see a shadowed head inside of it. "That's Bridget there," my dad says, pointing at the car. "Claire texted me and said she'd be in her car, waiting." My stomach ties into one gigantic knot. "Okay." My dad puts his hand on my shoulder. "It's gonna be great. It'll feel like you've been here for forever before you know it. I promise." I pick my bag up off the floor. "I know. You're right. I'll see you tonight." "I'll probably be late," he says. "So don't worry about dinner for me." I get out of the car and stare at the Mini idling in the driveway. All kinds of awkward. I close the door, give my dad a half wave, and make the death march over to my ride. I'm not sure what I'm expecting, but Bridget isn't it. I peer in the window of the car and she's looking over at me, smiling. She reaches over and pushes the door open. "Presley?" she says. "I'm Bridget." "Hey," I say. "Nice to meet you." "If you get in now, we've still got time to get coffee on our way," she says. "If you like coffee?" It's like I've been given a lifeline. I slide into the seat. "I would love coffee." She laughs. "I can barely function without it." Bridget is knock out gorgeous. Jet black hair to the middle of her back, a tight red v-necked T-shirt with perfect curves underneath. Denim shorts that show off her long legs. She smells like the roses in her front yard. "I appreciate the ride," I say as we back out. "I know this is weird." "Please," she says, eyeing the mirror. "Can't imagine having to do the first day at Sunset Beach on your own, particularly senior year." She smiles again. "This way I can point you in the right directions so you don't waste your time going in the wrong ones." "That would be awesome." "Don't be offended by this," she says. "Are you a cheerleader?" "Um, no." "Thank Jesus," she says, slapping her palm against the steering wheel. "I mean, you're kinda hot and all put together, so it can be hard to tell." She glances at me. "Rule number one at Sunset is that the cheerleaders suck hip." I laugh. "Isn't that the way it is everywhere?" "Pretty much," she says, nodding. "And I'm just warning you now. You are gonna be fresh meat. prick football players are gonna flock as soon as we hit the lot." "prick football players," I says. "So two things are the same everywhere." She holds up a fist. "Word, girlfriend." I bump her fist with mine and my stomach starts to unclench. As she drives, she fills me in on teachers and classes and other kids and what to expect. She doesn't have to tell me all of this, but I'm relaxing by the second as we go. We pull into the drive thru of a place called Seaside Coffee and she orders two large iced coffees. She might be my soulmate. By the time we get to the school, I'm almost nerve free. She whips the Mini through the parking lot and jerks it to a stop right in front of a painted parking stall. She points to it. "See that? They auction parking spots to seniors at the end of junior year and then you get to paint your spot. This is mine." "That is awesome," I say, looking at the pink and yellow sunset painted over a very blue ocean. "You did that?" "I did that," she says, proudly. "And no one else can put their hip in this spot all year." She pulls into the lot and we get out. The lot is nearly full and clusters of other kids are walking toward the concrete and glass building. "What are you doing tonight?" Bridget asks. "Tonight? Nothing. My dad has to work late." She grips my elbow. "Perfect. There's a back to school night down at The Hump." "The Hump?" "Place down by the beach," she says. "You're coming and I can show you." "I don't know if--" She squeezes my elbow. "You're coming, Presley." She stops walking and looks me right in the eye. "Look, when my mom asked if I could give her boss's daughter a ride because she was new, I thought you might end up being some little troll that didn't speak or, even worse, a cheerleader." She smiled. "But you're not. I know this has to suck, but I can make it suck a little less. So you're coming tonight." She pauses. "Where's your phone?" I pull it from my hip. "Give me your number," she says, whipping hers out. "So I can find you during the day and see how you're doing. And meet me here at twelve for lunch. It's open campus and we'll go get burgers. Cool?" She was taking care of every first day worry I had. I mean, I never went to a single party back in Virginia and now she's invited me to the first one of the year and making sure I'm not solo for lunch. "Yeah, totally. But you don't have to do this." I give her my number. "I'll be okay." "I want to," she says, then recites her number for me. She starts to say something else, but her eyes drift over my shoulder and her smile fades. "Okay. Test number one. Prick football players incoming." I turn around. Three boys, all in blue and white lettermen jackets, all large, all heading our way. The one in the middle has short dark hair, gray eyes, and shoulders like square blocks. They aren't quite as good looking as the boys I'd run into on the beach, but they're close. "Hey Bridge," the dark haired boy asks. "Who's your pal?" "This is Presley," she says. "Presley, these are the pricks." "So unfair and uptight," he says. "She got the d part right. I'm Derek. And this is Evan and this is Pritch." He winks at me. "Where exactly did you come from?" It's right then that I make the decision. At my old school, I would've shut up. I would've been too intimidated to say anything. But I don't have to be the same girl I was there. I can be someone new in Sunset Beach. "Her car?" I say. "Did you not see me get out of it?" I look at Bridget. "Every guy I've met here so far asks the dumbest questions." Bridget busts out laughing. Derek is red-faced and his friends look no less amused. "I'd be nice to me if I were you," he says. "I run this place and I can make or break your life here." "Feels like the only thing you run is your mouth," I say. Bridget links her arm with mine. "See you later, boys." She leads me away from them and leans into me. "You are going to fit in perfectly." I want nothing more than that to be true. | Fanta001 | 4 | https://www.facebook.com/61563419381683/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my legs, so I rub my thighs together to help tend the ache. But it doesnโt help. No, it only makes me desperate to be touched. If this plan backfires and Iโm left hot to trotโฆwithout any actual trottingโฆIโm in for a world of hurt. โCan you give me a brief outline of the lesson plan now?โ Aleksei grips the shelves above my head, and they creak in protest. His face moves within an inch of mine, those gray eyes deepening to black. โYou tempt me to madness on my final day in perdition, Georgina?โ โIt didnโt have to be this way.โ I shrug off my jean jacket and let it drop to the ground, arching my back to draw his attention to my bosom. โAll those times in your bed, late at night. No one would โ โ โStop this,โ he grinds out, pressing closer. โNo one would have known if youโd make me yours.โ โEveryone would have known within nine months, little angel. Once I gave in and facked you, youโd have been taking my seed morning, noon and night.โ Twin flames blaze to life in his eyes, evidence of the danger lurking inside this man who has cared for me for so long. โAnd make no mistake. You are already mine.โ Nine months. Nine. He means he would have gotten me pragnant. What about protection? We havenโt even kissed and heโs already talking about me having his children? There is so much that remains a mystery. Except for the fact that I want him. And I know in the deepest part of my heart that Aleksei would never, ever do something that wasnโt in my best interest. So I throw caution to the wind and incite his lust more. I want him to give me every ounce of it. โNo. Iโm not yours yet.โ My hands trace the outline of his chest and core muscles as they heave into my palms. โWhy donโt you do something to change that?โ His voice is full of dark promise when he says, โVery well, angel.โ Those capable hands drop from the shelves, hanging at his sides as our foreheads meet. He rolls them together while his hot breath forms steam on my lips. How long is he going to keep his mouth a fraction of an inch from mine? Oh God. Every second he waits, bolts turn tight below my belly button, moisture collects inside my pantie. Finally, his thumbs brush my hips and he grates a string of Russian words. His forehead grinds against mine. And just when I think Iโm going to be left in suspense forever, Aleksei slides his tongue into my mouth. I make the most embarrassing sound and almost hit the floor, like the total rookie that I am. Tongue right off the bat? Isnโt there supposed to be some lip stuff to lead into the main event? Ohโฆmy God. I donโt care. I just want more. And Aleksei gives it to me. He catches me by the elbows and drags me back upright, wedging me between his made โ of โ stone body and the bookshelf, flicking his tongue against mine until I join him, mating our mouths in a rhythm that echoes in my pulse. Who is this man? I thought I knew everything about him, right down to his preferred vodka and cologne of choice. I know which of my fatherโs associates make him stick closer to me when theyโre around, his lack of a middle name, that he secretly enjoys watching Ellen. Did I know he could kiss like this? Uh, no. His lips are only beginning to slant over mine, his tongue fully invading my mouth with full, sweeping licks, when his hands roam down my backside. This time, they donโt stop with a squeeze of my right cheek, though. No, his rough palms slide inside my pantie and grasp both sides of my bottom firmly. Possessively. With a tortured, male sound, the kiss deepensโฆand my feet leave the ground. My legs move automatically to surround his hiips as Iโm dragged slowly โ so slowly โ up the length of his hardness. That private, untouched part of me rides from the root of Alekseiโs manhood to the very top, where he keeps me. โSome days I donโt know if Iโll survive without these thighs around me. Welcoming me,โ he grates. โYou jumped into my arms onceโฆlong ago. You could barely get your legs around me then, but you tried. You tried so hard. It was almost my undoing, Georgina, standing there while you struggled to open them wide enough to fit my body.โ Flashes of memory bombard from all sides. Alekseiโs curses, his flexing jaw. โI remember. You left. YouโฆI didnโt know what Iโd done wrong.โ โNothing, angel. Youโre never anything but too facking right. I think even your father knew I went home to stroke my cocck that afternoon.โ His hands knead my backside with intention, and every muscle below my waist constricts, ripping a whimper from my throat. โThis vow I made has almost been broken many times. Iโd sell my soul to break it right now and slide my diick inside your tight hole.โ โOh,โ I blurt, my head spinning from Alekseiโs confessions. His filthy speech that somehow sounds oh โ so โ amazing. โIsnโt that what y โ youโre going to do?โ I donโt realize Iโm holding my breath, my eyes gone blind, until Aleksei laughs a little against my mouth. Thereโs only the barest touch of humor in the sound, and an ocean full of agony. And with my cliit bearing down on the thick tip of him, Iโm totally sharing in that pain. Oh wow. My inner walls are clenching out of control, my thighs squirming around Alekseiโs hiips. Forget wet. Iโm soaked. Can he feel that? He must. I can barely supply oxygen to my lungs and how dare he laugh? Howโฆdare heโฆwait, what am I mad about again? โLook at me now,โ he growls, his accent thickening. I shake my head to loosen the lust fuzz and focus on familiar gray eyes. Only theyโre not so familiar right now. Theyโre more than a little wild, pupils dilated. โYes?โ I whisper. โYou will come to understand that I do not break my vows, Georgina. I promised to keep you innocent, and soon I will promise to keep you. Period. I will have your pusy at five oโclock and no sooner.โ His grip on my bottom strengthens. โUntil then, soak me through, little angel.โ Iโm about to question Alekseiโs order when he rolls his hiips and sparks go off behind my eyes. Like everything else heโs done since our kiss started, itโs sensual and smooth. His impossibly huge stiffness chafes the silk of my underwear in slow waves. Up and back. Up and back. Until Iโm gasping for air and digging my nails into his shoulder, thighs shaking. Even my hair follicles are screaming with sensation. Oh God. Ohโฆ โAleksei.โ My hiips tweak to meet his next roll, and I hit my peak. Only itโs not just a peak. Itโs the freaking Everest of orgesms, and my ears are ringing with the impact of it, because Iโve been waiting for this man to touch me since I can remember. โAleksei. Donโt stop.โ โDa. Thatโs a good angel.โ Another sharp roll, only this time he grinds me down onto his steel bulge, sending me into another realm of pleasure I never knew was possible. Straight up into the clouds above Everest. โMake a mess of my pants. Leave me covered in that vergin smell.โ โYes. Yes.โ I canโt stop shaking, and his dark voice against my forehead, the ownership of his hands that continue to knead me, keep my climax rolling, letting it master me. And the boulder of feeling rocking me to the core knocks loose my deepest secret without warning. โI love you.โ I cling to Aleksei, working my clenching flesh on his hard lap. โI love you.โ I only catch a glimpse of Alekseiโs flaring eyes before my back hits the bookshelf, his voice rasping in my ear. โDid you just sayโฆโ His chest shudders up and down. โDid you mean that?โ My neck loses power, sending my forehead dropping into the crook of his neck. โYes. I always have. Always.โ Triumph and tenderness clash in his usually stoic face. โYou have given me heaven, angel. Now I will return the favor.โ When Aleksei peels me off the bookshelf and strides even farther into the dark, all I can think is, thereโs more? | Top novels | 132 | https://www.facebook.com/61561012736675/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Delighted Reading | 8203 | https://www.facebook.com/100093179042627/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Determined to uncover truth and revenge for family, she seized the second chance. She planned to avenge loved ones. However, Joseph, a seemingly frail yet martial arts-skilled man who deeply fell for her, complicated her revenge plan. Now this new knowledge added more complexity to it. "B*tch! How dare you push Zoey down the stairs? You deserve to die!" At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic-books | 4380 | https://www.facebook.com/100086781164052/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. | https://enjoyae.com/wf_land_page/30600.html?language=en×tamp=1728367782701&channelCode=WAENF1000863&bid=21000206028&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&ad_group_name={{adset.name}}&ad_group_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}} | 1.1195567169515E+14 | Webfic-books | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462241384_1045506140606379_1598686991531051077_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=kSM9GK3g5oUQ7kNvgERGdQq&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AMyis5l67zmhSsaYY2Rq__F&oh=00_AYA7wWwOFnuHchIpdrSEzKw5fcBEQ3IW47Cqhzk02onAfA&oe=67143AAB | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | The previous night, Lucille embarked on a top-secret mission. But the details leaked, causing her untimely death by a traitorous companion. She never knew the betrayer's identity. Miraculously, she got a new life, reborn as a girl with the same name. Determined to uncover truth and revenge for family, she seized the second chance. She planned to avenge loved ones. However, Joseph, a seemingly frail yet martial arts-skilled man who deeply fell for her, complicated her revenge plan. Now this new knowledge added more complexity to it. "B*tch! How dare you push Zoey down the stairs? You deserve to die!" At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic-books | 4380 | https://www.facebook.com/100086781164052/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8166 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my legs, so I rub my thighs together to help tend the ache. But it doesnโt help. No, it only makes me desperate to be touched. If this plan backfires and Iโm left hot to trotโฆwithout any actual trottingโฆIโm in for a world of hurt. โCan you give me a brief outline of the lesson plan now?โ Aleksei grips the shelves above my head, and they creak in protest. His face moves within an inch of mine, those gray eyes deepening to black. โYou tempt me to madness on my final day in perdition, Georgina?โ โIt didnโt have to be this way.โ I shrug off my jean jacket and let it drop to the ground, arching my back to draw his attention to my bosom. โAll those times in your bed, late at night. No one would โ โ โStop this,โ he grinds out, pressing closer. โNo one would have known if youโd make me yours.โ โEveryone would have known within nine months, little angel. Once I gave in and facked you, youโd have been taking my seed morning, noon and night.โ Twin flames blaze to life in his eyes, evidence of the danger lurking inside this man who has cared for me for so long. โAnd make no mistake. You are already mine.โ Nine months. Nine. He means he would have gotten me pragnant. What about protection? We havenโt even kissed and heโs already talking about me having his children? There is so much that remains a mystery. Except for the fact that I want him. And I know in the deepest part of my heart that Aleksei would never, ever do something that wasnโt in my best interest. So I throw caution to the wind and incite his lust more. I want him to give me every ounce of it. โNo. Iโm not yours yet.โ My hands trace the outline of his chest and core muscles as they heave into my palms. โWhy donโt you do something to change that?โ His voice is full of dark promise when he says, โVery well, angel.โ Those capable hands drop from the shelves, hanging at his sides as our foreheads meet. He rolls them together while his hot breath forms steam on my lips. How long is he going to keep his mouth a fraction of an inch from mine? Oh God. Every second he waits, bolts turn tight below my belly button, moisture collects inside my pantie. Finally, his thumbs brush my hips and he grates a string of Russian words. His forehead grinds against mine. And just when I think Iโm going to be left in suspense forever, Aleksei slides his tongue into my mouth. I make the most embarrassing sound and almost hit the floor, like the total rookie that I am. Tongue right off the bat? Isnโt there supposed to be some lip stuff to lead into the main event? Ohโฆmy God. I donโt care. I just want more. And Aleksei gives it to me. He catches me by the elbows and drags me back upright, wedging me between his made โ of โ stone body and the bookshelf, flicking his tongue against mine until I join him, mating our mouths in a rhythm that echoes in my pulse. Who is this man? I thought I knew everything about him, right down to his preferred vodka and cologne of choice. I know which of my fatherโs associates make him stick closer to me when theyโre around, his lack of a middle name, that he secretly enjoys watching Ellen. Did I know he could kiss like this? Uh, no. His lips are only beginning to slant over mine, his tongue fully invading my mouth with full, sweeping licks, when his hands roam down my backside. This time, they donโt stop with a squeeze of my right cheek, though. No, his rough palms slide inside my pantie and grasp both sides of my bottom firmly. Possessively. With a tortured, male sound, the kiss deepensโฆand my feet leave the ground. My legs move automatically to surround his hiips as Iโm dragged slowly โ so slowly โ up the length of his hardness. That private, untouched part of me rides from the root of Alekseiโs manhood to the very top, where he keeps me. โSome days I donโt know if Iโll survive without these thighs around me. Welcoming me,โ he grates. โYou jumped into my arms onceโฆlong ago. You could barely get your legs around me then, but you tried. You tried so hard. It was almost my undoing, Georgina, standing there while you struggled to open them wide enough to fit my body.โ Flashes of memory bombard from all sides. Alekseiโs curses, his flexing jaw. โI remember. You left. YouโฆI didnโt know what Iโd done wrong.โ โNothing, angel. Youโre never anything but too facking right. I think even your father knew I went home to stroke my cocck that afternoon.โ His hands knead my backside with intention, and every muscle below my waist constricts, ripping a whimper from my throat. โThis vow I made has almost been broken many times. Iโd sell my soul to break it right now and slide my diick inside your tight hole.โ โOh,โ I blurt, my head spinning from Alekseiโs confessions. His filthy speech that somehow sounds oh โ so โ amazing. โIsnโt that what y โ youโre going to do?โ I donโt realize Iโm holding my breath, my eyes gone blind, until Aleksei laughs a little against my mouth. Thereโs only the barest touch of humor in the sound, and an ocean full of agony. And with my cliit bearing down on the thick tip of him, Iโm totally sharing in that pain. Oh wow. My inner walls are clenching out of control, my thighs squirming around Alekseiโs hiips. Forget wet. Iโm soaked. Can he feel that? He must. I can barely supply oxygen to my lungs and how dare he laugh? Howโฆdare heโฆwait, what am I mad about again? โLook at me now,โ he growls, his accent thickening. I shake my head to loosen the lust fuzz and focus on familiar gray eyes. Only theyโre not so familiar right now. Theyโre more than a little wild, pupils dilated. โYes?โ I whisper. โYou will come to understand that I do not break my vows, Georgina. I promised to keep you innocent, and soon I will promise to keep you. Period. I will have your pusy at five oโclock and no sooner.โ His grip on my bottom strengthens. โUntil then, soak me through, little angel.โ Iโm about to question Alekseiโs order when he rolls his hiips and sparks go off behind my eyes. Like everything else heโs done since our kiss started, itโs sensual and smooth. His impossibly huge stiffness chafes the silk of my underwear in slow waves. Up and back. Up and back. Until Iโm gasping for air and digging my nails into his shoulder, thighs shaking. Even my hair follicles are screaming with sensation. Oh God. Ohโฆ โAleksei.โ My hiips tweak to meet his next roll, and I hit my peak. Only itโs not just a peak. Itโs the freaking Everest of orgesms, and my ears are ringing with the impact of it, because Iโve been waiting for this man to touch me since I can remember. โAleksei. Donโt stop.โ โDa. Thatโs a good angel.โ Another sharp roll, only this time he grinds me down onto his steel bulge, sending me into another realm of pleasure I never knew was possible. Straight up into the clouds above Everest. โMake a mess of my pants. Leave me covered in that vergin smell.โ โYes. Yes.โ I canโt stop shaking, and his dark voice against my forehead, the ownership of his hands that continue to knead me, keep my climax rolling, letting it master me. And the boulder of feeling rocking me to the core knocks loose my deepest secret without warning. โI love you.โ I cling to Aleksei, working my clenching flesh on his hard lap. โI love you.โ I only catch a glimpse of Alekseiโs flaring eyes before my back hits the bookshelf, his voice rasping in my ear. โDid you just sayโฆโ His chest shudders up and down. โDid you mean that?โ My neck loses power, sending my forehead dropping into the crook of his neck. โYes. I always have. Always.โ Triumph and tenderness clash in his usually stoic face. โYou have given me heaven, angel. Now I will return the favor.โ When Aleksei peels me off the bookshelf and strides even farther into the dark, all I can think is, thereโs more? | Top novels | 132 | https://www.facebook.com/61561012736675/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195077 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634329 | 1634 | c.whastory.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://c.whastory.com/ad/bnV0cmVhZHMvMzI1NTU3LzIwMjQxMDE0MTAzMjIzL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.8142321172642E+14 | Wha002 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463169015_908084261198147_3695155122671072925_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hOAymhCkTAIQ7kNvgF8d-3V&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AgROJs9sG72OusaRJR2y27V&oh=00_AYApjSJm-6WKLdSkFalBH9Zr1gT-tGiakTgEuPvROShFTw&oe=671432B4 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. Axel. The look on his face confused me but I didn't have time to think about it before my world went black. | Wha002 | 58 | https://www.facebook.com/61554783541379/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195069 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634329 | 1634 | c.whastory.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://c.whastory.com/ad/bnV0cmVhZHMvMzI1NTU3LzIwMjQxMDE0MTAzMjIzL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.8142321172642E+14 | Wha002 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463206351_3799654203649091_5891163089784991774_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=t0-fzEjrXuIQ7kNvgFYQPy4&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aomha5mTYpxuJmRx8KRwdVW&oh=00_AYBoUQRJkndH7FJzvMyZfaw4XYMAr_1dNYNJTJZs-ak8Lg&oe=67146423 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. Axel. The look on his face confused me but I didn't have time to think about it before my world went black. | Wha002 | 58 | https://www.facebook.com/61554783541379/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195073 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 6/3/25, 2:13 PM | 1729004051 | 1748978006 | 1634 | c.whastory.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://c.whastory.com/ad/bnV0cmVhZHMvMzI1NTU3LzIwMjQxMDE0MTAzMjIzL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.8142321172642E+14 | Wha002 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462708443_1223797708729743_2107120677167537711_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=8O9oCm2IzlkQ7kNvgFxeBCg&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aomha5mTYpxuJmRx8KRwdVW&oh=00_AYBcd5VqSpYwuNVQV-TL2keFzGr1L-d7dP4n1ZlPoM3RMA&oe=67143542 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. 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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Delighted Reading | 8203 | https://www.facebook.com/100093179042627/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic- Make Reading Fantastic | 2638 | https://www.facebook.com/61552616584831/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Delighted Reading | 8203 | https://www.facebook.com/100093179042627/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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| 2195096 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634329 | 1634 | a.weloveread.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://a.weloveread.com/ad/bG92ZXJlYWQvMzI1NDQxLzIwMjQxMDE0MTAyNDE3L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.0234629952871E+14 | Lov001 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463148273_932402875238147_5906143700305852004_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=dRMTcpcVdiIQ7kNvgFCGbl6&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ATyB-iJp-VTsh8duh2-ylr4&oh=00_AYChNqiqjYcsC6p8Mr1WbvHKBroTIG8QVZJ1Sh4yaqy87g&oe=671450DF | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Shortly after I signed the papers and started talking about our future, Ryan dropped the bomb that he didnโt want kids. Then, six months later, he told me heโd had a vasectomy a year prior. That was the day my entire world shattered. Five years of my life. Wasted. No marriage proposal on the horizon, definitely no kids. And I refuse to stay in a relationship that isnโt going anywhere. Iโm not getting any younger, and Iโm not going to let some man steal all of my dreams and my best years. So, I did the only thing I couldโI broke up with him and kicked him out of my house. That was three weeks ago. โโโโโโโโ I stand at the back door of my small house and look at the fenced in yard. When Ryan and I were searching for places to rent in, weโd looked at several apartments, but then my brother recommended this place. I immediately fell in love with it. Ryan hadnโt. But Iโd refused to give it up, and so, Iโd bought the place myself, without his help. The house is absolutely perfect. With two bedrooms and a rather large kitchen, which is good because I love to cook, the little bungalow is the perfect size for me. Ultimately, the backyard is what sold me, though. The moment I saw it, I imagined a child running around out there. The image had been so vivid; Iโd even heard the laughter. Shortly after I signed the papers and started talking about our future, Ryan dropped the bomb that he didnโt want kids. Then, six months later, he told me heโd had a vasectomy a year prior. That was the day my entire world shattered. Five years of my life. Wasted. No marriage proposal on the horizon, definitely no kids. And I refuse to stay in a relationship that isnโt going anywhere. Iโm not getting any younger, and Iโm not going to let some man steal all of my dreams and my best years. So, I did the only thing I couldโI broke up with him and kicked him out of my house. That was three weeks ago. My emotions are still all over the place. Sometimes, at night, when Iโm all alone in this house, I miss him so much it physically hurt. Too many nights I cry myself to sleep, or just cry until I give myself a headache, and then I pop some pills and pass out. My beverage collection has dwindled considerably, too. As much as everything still hurts, the urge to call him and beg him to come back, to agree to live without marriage or kids, is getting less and less with each passing day. But some days are worse than others. Today is one of the worse days. The doorbell chimes, startling me from my thoughts. Iโm not expecting company tonight, but Iโll be lying if I say Iโm not secretly hoping Ryan is here. He hasnโt once bothered to call or come over or even talk to me since I ended the relationship. โComing!โ I go to the door and swing it open. โOh, hey, Becca. Whatโre you doing here?โ I stop and do a double take. โWhy are you so dressed up?โ Sheโs wearing a tight red dress and matching red stilettos. Her makeup is on point, and she looks fantastic. โYouโve been crying again.โ Becca walks inside, her heels clicking against the tile floor. โUm, no.โ I wipe my cheeks and am happy to see my hands come away dry. I havenโt been sleeping worth trash, though, so Iโm sure my eyes are red and puffy. โYou didnโt answer my question.โ I close the door. โIโm here to take you out.โ Becca grins. โOh no.โ I shake my head. Beccaโs been trying to get me to go out clubbing since the day I broke up with Ryan, and I keep refusing. Iโm not ready to meet anyone new. Not yet. Itโs still too soon. โIโm really not in the mood,โ I say. โYouโve been saying that for weeks now. Itโs time to stop crying over Ryan and get yoursef back up on the horse.โ I roll my eyes. โIโm not dressed to go out. Besides, itโs a Tuesday night. You really think anyone decent is going to be out tonight? I highly doubt it.โ Becca sighs with frustration. โListen, you need to get out of this house. I need a wing woman. And we need to celebrate.โ โCelebrate what?โ I flop down on the couch and tuck my knees to my chest. As soon as I got home from work, I put on a pair of sweatpants and one of Ryanโs T-shirts that heโd left behind. My hairโs in a messy bun on top of my head, and I have no makeup on. Iโm in no positionโphysically or emotionallyโto go out. โI got the job!โ Becca squeals. I jump off the couch and give my friend a hug. โOh my god! Thatโs amazing, Becca. Congratulations!โ Becca laughs. โIโm so excited. Thereโs no way I can stay home tonight.โ She pouts and bats her eyelashes in that over exaggerated way she always does. โPlease?โ I hate when Becca does that. She makes saying no impossible. The fact weโve been friends since high school doesnโt help, either. With a reluctant sigh, I nod. โAll right fine. Iโll go out with you tonight, but promise me we wonโt stay long.โ โDeal!โ Becca shrieks with excitement. โHurry up and get dressed.โ I take about half an hour to get ready, and as I study my reflection in the mirror, I smile. Maybe going out tonight is exactly what I need. Just getting dressed up makes me feel better than I have in days. I leave the bathroom and meet Becca back in the living room. Becca whistles. โOh girl, youโre a hottie.โ I laugh. I opted for my frayed denim skirt and my low-cut black top with sleeves that tie on my shoulders. A pair of black sandals complete my outfit. My clothes are nowhere near as beautiful as Beccaโs tight, red dress, but at least Iโm comfortable. I grab my purse. โLetโs go before I change my mind.โ I playfully shove Becca out the door. We arrive at The Savage Cat, the only night club here, Michigan, and the line to get in is around the block. Lucky for us, I have a fast pass straight to the front of line. The popular dance club is owned by the Savage Bloods Motorcycle Club, of which my brother is the very proud President. I canโt stand that stupid club, or the lifestyle, and I go out of my way to avoid everything involving the Savage Bloods. Unfortunately, when you live in a tiny armpit of a town, you donโt have many choices for entertainment. Becca, however, is fascinated with the Savage Bloods and will do everything she can to hang out with them. She wonโt openly admit it to me, but I know sheโs hooked up with several of the brothers. She swears sheโs never so much as thought about my brother in that way, but Iโm not sure I believe that. At a little after ten, the place is already packed, as usual. I push way through the crowd and toward the dance floor. That is why we came here after all. Ryan hates to dance, and even though I always tell him he doesnโt have to get on the dance floor with me, he still refuses to take me anywhere that involves the activity. Memories like those make me grateful that I had the courage to leave him. I really need to learn to hold onto the bad memories and stop dwelling on all the great ones. Dealing with the hurt when Iโm angry is so much easier. The music is so loud it rattles the chairs and tables, and the floor is sticky from spilled beverage. But I donโt care. Being out with my best friend, cutting lose, not caring about anything or anyone is freeing. I canโt remember the last time I just had fun like this. Becca grabs my arm and leans forward. โThat guy.โ Becca points to someone behind me. I turn to see who Becca is pointing at, and I freeze. Leaning against the bar is a man. A very , very muscular, very dangerous looking man. Dark, shoulder length hair. Icy blue eyes. Jeans with a bulging crotch. Black T-shirt that stretches deliciously across his shoulders and chest. My heart races at the sight of him, but more so because heโs staring right at me. But then I notice heโs also wearing a goddman kutte covered with the Savage Bloods insignia. Because of course heโs part of the club. A bottle is pinched between his fingers, and heโs standing there like he owns this place. Cocky arrogance radiates off him, and he clearly owns that. Heโs 100 percent pure male. Pure trouble. And one million percent not my type of guy. Yet, I canโt seem to stop staring at him. Heโs everything Ryan isnโt, and that excites me in a way I donโt like. I donโt look away, and neither does he. Thereโs something familiar about him, though, and I narrow my eyes, studying him. Do I know him? That wouldnโt be so far-fetched considering Iโve met everyone in the Savage Bloods at least once before. Still, something nags at the back of my mind. โHeโs staring at you,โ Becca shouts over the music, jerking me from my thoughts. โYou should go talk to him.โ โNo.โ I shake my head. Turning away from his heated stare, I focus on dancing with Becca, but I can feel his gaze on me, feel the way heโs undressing me with his eyes, devouring me. Maybe Beccaโs right. Maybe I need to take the plunge and go talk to him. Doing so will certainly get myโฆ Iโm not sure I can handle a guy like that. Heโs so hard and rough and a tad scary. Not to mention, heโs part of the club, and I swore never to get involved with that life. Just because Iโm nursing a broken heart doesnโt mean I need to go catch a raging case of the stupids. And that man could make any woman stupid. I fan my face with my hand, and Becca makes a hand signal that she needs a drink. I nod and follow Becca off the dance floor and toward the bar. Thankfully, when we get there, the uber hot but totally off-limits biker guy is gone. I sigh with relief, prop my arms on the bar, and lean forward, my hips still swaying to the music. โWhat can I get for ya?โ the bartender shouts over the music. โOne glass of water and a martini with no olives,โ I order, shouting just as loudly. โHey!โ Becca touches my shoulder and then leans close to my ear. โIโm gonna go use the bathroom. Meet you back here.โ I nod. The bartender returns and sets the drinks in front of me. โTen fifty.โ I pull out my credit card and handed it to him. โStart a tab.โ Beccaโs only drinking water tonight because sheโs drivingโa declaration she made on the drive here because she thinks I need to get drunk and do something Iโll regret in the morning. Then again, thatโs how Becca deals with problems. I, on the other hand, prefer to handle things with a tad more emotional maturity. So, I donโt plan to drink too much. I never do when I go out. But still, as the bartender takes the card from my hand, my stomach clenches. Ryan hated when I would start a bar tab. He said it was stupid and not financially responsible. Not that I need to worry about what he thinks anymore, but without him living in the same house with me, my finances are a little tighter than they were last month. A few drinks wonโt hurt, though. I push the concerns from my mind and sway my hips to the hypnotic beat. Itโs not every day my best friend lands a dream job. Plus, Iโm leaving in two days to go spend several weeks at Whispering Creek, my parentsโ cabin resort in the Upper Peninsula. Iโll be cut off from Becca and everyone else for close to a month. If that isnโt reason enough to go a little crazy tonight, then what is? Seriously, what is taking Becca so long? I grab the drinks and turn around, intent on meeting Becca near the bathrooms so we can easily spot each other in this crowd. Instead, I slam face first into a wall of hard muscle. Both of the drinks spill, coating my hands, but a majority ends up on the person I ran into. โOh.โ I lift my head, and my heart stops. The man whoโd been staring at me now stands in front of me. My face burns with embarrassment. โUh, yeah, I-Iโm sorry.โ Some of the liquid splashed up onto his face, too. God, how mortifying! I turn, set the cups on the bar, and grab a handful of napkins, which I then proceed to drop when I spin back around. Real smooth. He shrugs out of his kutte, then strips off his wet shirt, using it to dry his face. The sight of his chest and abs makes my throat go dry. I know Iโm staring, but I canโt help myself. Oh, every woman in this place is staring just as intently as I am. As I watch him rub the shirt across his chin, down his throat, and across his pecs, I can feel the lust pooling between my thighs, and I squeeze my legs together to ease the ache in my body . Images of being in his armsโundressed, sweaty, and in the midst of doing things that will get us banned from Heaven foreverโdance through my mind. This man is gorgeous. Perfection. A true gift from God. Heโs very clearly a bad boy, too, which only adds to his appeal. And heโs nothing like Ryan. I havenโt thought about another man like this in years, not sinceโฆ My eyes widen, and my heart beats against my ribcage. No. Please, God, no. And then he speaks. โEnjoy the show?โ His deep voice rubs against every nerve ending in my body, and my stomach clenches. โHello, Steven.โ My voice is cold and sharp. He blinks in confusion, and then I can see reality hitting him as hard as it hit me a second ago. I cross my arms and glare at him. His jaw drops, but he doesnโt speak. โI see you finally figured out how to stage a successful prison break.โ I frown. His lips curl into that much too familiar smile, and my traitorous body reacts in ways I donโt want it to. Then, he laughs, the sound just as deep and masculine and handsome as I remembered. โGood to see you again, Cassandra.โ He reaches around me to toss his wet shirt onto the bar, then he slips back into his kutte. The sight of him wearing that reminds me of every single reason why I hate him. Why I swore off the club and everyone involvedโincluding my own brother. Heโs the sole reason I got involved with Ryan in the first place, because Ryanโs safe. Practical. Stable. Dependable. โItโs Cassie now,โ I say. He raises a brow. โCassie, huh? I like it.โ โI donโt give a word.โ I shake my head. โDoes my brother know youโre here?โ โHeโs the reason Iโm here. Full pardon. Courtesy of Hothead.โ โHis name is Harland,โ I snap and narrow my eyes, rage boiling in my veins. Honestly, grown men running around calling each other by code names or nicknames or whatever they are is so dumb. How dare my brother help Steven get out of prison and not warn me? Then again, Harland has no idea what happened between me and Steven all those years ago, and if I have my way, he never will. No one will. Not even Becca knows. I take a deep breath, refusing to let Steven get to me anymore than he already has. โGuess thatโs one less person on my Christmas list.โ I shrug. โAnyway, sorry you invaded my personal space and got all wet.โ I smile sweetly and incline my head toward his shirtless chest. He simply stares at me with those eyes that had mesmerized me so much as a teen. Theyโre so blue, staring at me with an undeniable carnal knowledge. I shiver at the memory of just how much knowledge he has of me and my body. Unable to face him any longer, I crouch down and pick up the napkins I dropped. โHere, I got those.โ He lowers himself to my eye level. โIsnโt this beneath you?โ I grab a handful of napkins and stand. โDonโt you have groupies back at the club to do this kind of stuff for you?โ I slap the napkins onto the bar. โYou mean the club cats?โ He smirks, and I have the sudden urge to slap that look off his face. โNo, I mean the group of strays that follow you guys around in the hopes youโll toss them a scrap of trash every now and then.โ I once again cross my arms, daring him to deny the truth. The club can dress it up anyway they want, but thereโs no denying what the club cats areโwhores who do the brothersโ bidding and spread their legs with the hope of securing a marriage proposal someday. And I know this because Becca talked to my brother about becoming a club cat. He flat out refused her. Though, to this day, heโs never said why. Steven doesnโt respond, which only enrages me more. I drop my arms to my sides. โNext time you see my brother, tell him to go himself. Courtesy of his baby sister.โ I shoulder past Steven, more than ready to find Becca and go home. But Steven grabs my arm, and I freeze. | Lov001 | 27 | https://www.facebook.com/100092415384764/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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To get my last chance of having a baby, I decided to find a donor, but an accident happened and now I'm pregnant with the most heartless billionaire's baby! And he's a werewolf? #Chapter 1- Betray Ella's POV โIโm sorry Ella.โ My physician says gently. โIโm afraid you have very few viable eggs remaining. Frankly, I normally see these numbers in women ten or fifteen years your senior.โ โWhat?โ I murmur, not believing my ears. Iโve been trying to get pregnant for years. Iโm only 30, I should have plenty of eggs left. โIn terms of fertility, you have very little time left.โ She continues. โIf you want to conceive, you need to do so before your next cycle begins.โ โMy next cycle?โ I repeat, my mouth hanging open in shock. I love kids more than anything, and though it might not be everyoneโs ambition, I want nothing more than to be a mother. I have to get home and tell my boyfriend this news, and thereโs not a moment to waste. I make it home in record time, bursting through the door and opening my mouth to call for Mike, but stopping dead in my tracks. As soon as I walk inside, I see a pair of high heels and a handbag by the door โ neither of which belong to me. I turn my ears towards the bedroom, and my stomach churns when I hear the unmistakable sound, accompanied by a steady thump thump thump, as the bed collides with the wall. Worse even than realizing that Mike is clearly in there with another woman, is realizing who heโs with. I know that handbag, and I know those shoes โ they belong to my best friend, Kate. โF. Ella is so stupid.โ Mike laughs, โcan you believe she actually expects me to have a baby with her?โ Kate snorts, โsheโs delusional. I donโt know how you put up with her for so long in the first place.โ โIf she wasnโt so beautiful I never would have given her the time of day.โ Mike scoffs. โThankfully daily doses of plan B kept her from ever conceiving.โ โThe morning after pill?โ Kate asks, โhow did you manage to give it to her without her realizing?โ โI put it in her morning coffee.โ Mike chortles, sounding far too proud of himself. My vision goes completely red as everything finally falls into place. Suddenly itโs clear why Iโve never been able to get pregnant, despite having unprotected s/x multiple times a week for years. Itโs even clear how I could have the eggs of a 45-year-old, if my despicable partner has been secretly feeding me emergency contraceptives every day โ thereโs no telling what other damage that might have done to my reproductive system. Before I can think better of it, I pull the smoke alarm on the wall, wanting to frighten and punish the pair in the bedroom so fiercely that I fear I might attack them when they emerge. Water immediately sprays down from the sprinkler system mounted to the ceiling as a shrill siren fills the air, and I hear Mike and Kate cry out in surprise. A few moments later, they come rushing out of the bedroom, stopping in their tracks when they see me looming in the doorway. Mikeโs eyes go comically wide, โWhat are you doing home so early?โ The snake has the nerve to sound affronted that I surprised him, when heโs the one whoโs been sneaking around behind my back for God knows how long. He seems to realize how suspicious it looks that he and Kate are standing there in their underwear and quickly adds, โKate came to see me so we could plan a surprise for your birthday, but then we spilled coffee all over our clothes so we had to change.โ Fire blazes in my veins, he must truly believe Iโm an idiot if he expects me to buy such a feeble excuse. Itโs a testament to their horrifically low opinion of me that they buy my act, and I vow to get my revenge one way or another. I canโt believe I wasted so many years โ my best years โ on this heartless man. And now he may have cost me my future too. As soon as the thought enters my head, I know I canโt afford to waste another moment on Mike, I have more important things to take care of. I make my excuses and rush across town for the second time that afternoon, running to the comforting arms of my surr0gate sister, Cora. Not only did we grow up together in the orphanage, but she became an OBGYN and now works for the most exclusive spe*m bank in the city. Iโve never gone to her before because I always imagined Mike and I would eventually conceive the natural way, but that clearly isnโt an option anymore. Even if I could find a man willing to have a baby with me in time, Iโm not eager to trust anyone after Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm going to have to do this on my own, and I know Cora can help me. I donโt have much money, but I have enough savings to pay for the insemination, especially since I basically have one shot and one shot only. When I arrive, all my plans to lay out my situation for Cora clearly and concisely go out the window, because the moment I see my sister I fall to pieces. She hugs and kisses me until my tears subside, slowly extracting the story from me piece by piece. When she hears about Mike and Kate she swears up a storm, but thatโs nothing compared to her reaction when I explain about my fertility. โThat little sh1t! Iโll kill him!โ She fumes, studying me with a worried expression. โElla, if your doctor was right this means you only have one chance to conceive.โ โI know.โ I sniffle. โAnd if this is going to be my only baby, I donโt want to take any chances. I want the best donor we can find.โ โDonโt you worry about that.โ Cora assures me, โWeโve got donations from actors, models, scientists โ itโs only the creme de la creme here.โ She glances at the door and lowers her voice. โYou didnโt hear it from me, but even Dominic Sinclair sent his samples here for testing.โ โDominic Sinclair? I repeat, โthe billionaire?โ Iโve seen the man around town, but we donโt exactly run in the same circles. He lives in the same neighborhood as my wealthy employer and often says hello to the children I nanny, but heโs always surrounded by bodyguards and is so intimidating I get goosebumps just thinking about him. โOh my god!.โ Cora slaps her hand over her mouth. โI wasnโt supposed to tell you that! I donโt know what I was thinking. Apparently heโs no stranger to fertility issues himself, and he trusted us to handle his swimmers over every other lab in the country. Iโve got his spe*m in the other room at this very moment.โ She frets, โBut Ella you canโt tell anyone, you have to promise me.โ โOf course!โ I agree immediately. โI know how important confidentiality is here.โ โThank you,โ Cora breathes. โNow, Iโm going to give you a dossier of our clients so you can pick a donor, and once youโve chosen weโll get you knocked up before you can even blink.โ Itโs not an easy decision, but eventually I choose a handsome surgeon whose photo practically makes me swoon. Cora leaves the room only long enough to prepare the sample, and though she looks a bit flustered when she returns, she quickly and professionally completes the insemination, holding my hand when the procedure is finished. โItโs all take care of now, Ella.โ She promises, โYou can come back in ten days to see if it worked.โ Ten days. I think dazedly. Ten days to decide my entire future. If only Iโd known that by the time those ten days were up, my future would no longer belong to me โ but to Dominic Sinclair himself. #Chapter 2 - Be Fired Ella Six days to go. I think, staring at the date circled on my calendar. Six days until I find out if my dreams are finally going to come trueโฆ, or if I have to figure out an entirely different plan for my life. Iโve thought about nothing else since Cora inseminated me last week, Iโm so anxious to find out if Iโm pregnant I havenโt even begun to process Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm trying to keep a level head, yet I canโt help but imagine my future with this new baby. Try as I might, I catch myself daydreaming about it constantly. I even find myself humming as I get ready for work in the morning. When I arrive at my employerโs estate in the most exclusive neighborhood in Moon Valley โ which basically makes it the most exclusive neighborhood in the world, since Moon Valley is one of the most expensive cities on the planet โ Iโm immediately greeted by two little voices shouting my name in excitement. โElla!โ The next thing I know, 3-year-old Millie is hugging my legs while her older brother, Jake, wraps his arms around my middle. โGood morning love puddles!โ I exclaim, returning their hugs. โAre you ready for the museum?โ โYeah!โ They cheer, racing out the door without even stopping to put on coats. It takes a bit of wrangling to get them back inside and bundled up for the cold winter day, but before long we set out into the snow. Jake races ahead of Millie and I, impatient to get to the science museum and not seeming to notice that his sisterโs tiny legs simply donโt move that fast. Chuckling, I lift Millie into my arms and settle her on my hip. โGoodness, youโre getting too big for this, munchkin.โ โNuh-uh,โ Millie grins, โYouโre justs too little.โ She might have a point. At five foot one, I donโt exactly have the kind of build suited to heavy lifting. Iโm in great shape, but Iโve never been particularly strong. โSmarty pants.โ I tease, laughing with the little girl. When I look back towards Jake, I realize heโs stopped a few feet ahead of us. My heart skips a beat when I realize why. Weโre in front of the Sinclair mansion, and its owner is currently standing in the middle of the sidewalk, his gaze searing me like a firebrand as I approach with Millie. Dominic Sinclair is just about the most handsome man Iโve ever seen, but heโs also one of the most terrifying. With dark hair and piercing green eyes, chiseled features and a body so muscular I could swoon, it doesnโt seem fair he gets to look so good and also be so rich. If I didnโt know better I might think it was his wealth or imposing height that makes him so intimidating, after all heโs at least six foot four, which means he towers over me and everyone else around him. However itโs neither of those things, thereโs simply an indefinable quality about the man that I canโt put my finger on, one which screams danger. He gives off this energy thatโs so raw and animalistic one forgets thereโs anyone else in the room. Taking a steadying breath, I close the distance between us so Millie can say hello. When she greets him, Dominic drags his attention from me and offers her a smile so genuine that it tugs at my heartstrings. As I watch him talk to my two young charges, I remember what Cora told me about his infertility struggles. He clearly loves children, and I feel a wave of empathy for him. If anyone knows what itโs like to yearn for a family of their own, itโs me. Jake is currently showing Dominic his new toy airplane, pulling the matchbox model from his pocket and demonstrating how far it can fly. With a great heave, he sends the toy gliding through the air, only to land in the middle of the street. Before any of us can say a word, Jake races after it, right into the busy road. โJake no, be careful!โ I cry, watching him dart out into the path of an oncoming car but feeling frozen by my fear. Before I can contemplate putting Millie down to go after him, a blur of movement whirrs past my vision. Iโve never seen anyone move so fast in my life. Dominic became little more than a hazy outline of himself, chasing after Jake and pulling him out of the way just before the car slams into them. The vehicleโs tires are still screeching when Dominic sets Jake down beside me, his expression suddenly very stern. โThat was very dangerous.โ He scolds gently. โYou should never go into the street without looking both ways first.โ Jake hangs his head. โIโm sorry, I didnโt want my plane to get runned over.โ โYou are a million times more important than a toy.โ Dominic tells him firmly, โand you scared your nanny half to death.โ โIโm sorry, Ella.โ Jake sniffles, looking up at me with wide eyes. โI know sweetheart, just donโt ever do that again.โ I breathe, cuddling him against my side. โThank you so much.โ I say to Dominic, feeling more grateful than I can express. โI have no idea how you moved so fast! It was like something out of a superhero film.โ โMust have been the adrenaline.โ Dominic shrugs, giving Millie another smile before taking his leave. โEnjoy the rest of your day, and stay out of the road young man!โ โYes sir!โ Jake calls after him, pocketing his airplane. โI really am sorry.โ He adds to me. โItโs forgotten.โ I tell him softly, though I take his hand so that he canโt run off again. โIt all happened so fast.โ I tell Cora later that night. โI mean the more I think about it, the more amazing it seems. One moment he was there, and the next he was gone. It was like magic.โ โThank goodness Jake is alright.โ She replies, but rather than looking relieved, her face is twisted into a deep grimace. Studying my sisterโs expression, I realize her grim demeanor is not just about Jakeโs near miss. Something else is wrong, and I actually feel guilty for not noticing sooner. โIs everything okay?โ Cora frowns, โNot really. But youโve got so much going on right now, itโs not important.โ โCora, donโt be ridiculous.โ I admonish. โWhatโs going on?โ โWell, speaking of Dominic Sinclair,โ She begins cryptically, โyou know that spe*m he sent to us for testing?โ โYeah,โ I confirm, wondering where on earth this was going. โItโs gone missingโฆ and Iโm the last person who saw it, not to mention it was in my custody.โ She explains, her voice becoming thick with emotion. โElla, I thinkโฆ I think Iโm going to be fired. And if thereโs an investigation I could lose my medical license.โ โWhat?โ I exclaim. โWhat do you mean itโs missing? It canโt just get up and walk away.โ โI know, I think someone had to steal it, but thereโs no way of knowing whoโs responsible. And it looks like Iโm going to have to take the blame.โ She shares, her eyes shining with tears. โCora, I canโt believe you didnโt tell me this sooner!โ I lament, โThey canโt fire you, it isnโt fair.โ โYou donโt understand, Dominic is one of our biggest donors.โ Cora explains. โAnd heโs furious, he basically wants my head on a platter.โ A week ago I might have believed there was no hope for Cora, but seeing how kind and understanding Dominic was with the kids today makes me wonder if he could really be so heartless. Surely if he understood that Cora would never be so irresponsible heโd show some leniency? I have to try and help her. I would do anything for my sister โ even begging a ruthless billionaire for mercy. #Chapter 3 - Request Ella Three days to go. I repeat these words to myself as I walk down the street, still preoccupied with my possible pregnancy, even as I prepare to go to bat for my sister. In some ways it's a coping mechanism: Iโm about to beg Dominic Sinclair to save Coraโs job, and I need a comforting thought to help me get through this. His bodyguards see me first, and I can see their mouths moving as they watch me move closer, no doubt notifying him of my presence. Approaching nervously behind Dominic, I wonder for the hundredth time if this is a mistake. Who am I to ask a favor from one of the most powerful men on the planet? Shaking myself, I tell the little voice in the back of my mind to shut up โ this is for Cora. I might not be brave for myself, but I can be brave for her. โMr. Sinclair?โ I ask hesitantly, feeling my heart pounding violently against my ribcage. He turns around and gazes imperiously down at me. โYes?โ โIโm Ella Reina, I nanny for Jake and Millie Graves.โ I begin, gnawing on my lower lip. His dark eyes catch on my mouth, and suddenly I feel like a frightened rabbit in front of a hungry wolf. โI know who you are, Ella.โ The sound of my name on his lips sends a shiver down my spine. He speaks the familiar syllables with so much purpose, as if they truly mean something to him. โOhโฆ well, I donโt mean to be impertinent, but Iโm friends with Dr Cora DanielsโฆโAs soon as I say her name, his expression closes off, and some unidentified emotion flashes in his eyes. โShe told me sheโs in trouble at work, and I know youโre one of the bankโs donors.โ I improvise. โI donโt know what Cora is being accused of, but Iโm sure sheโs innocent. She takes her job incredibly seriously, and she would never do anything to risk her career.โ โAnd what do you expect me to do about it?โ Dominic asks ominously. I can tell he doesnโt believe my weak story, his body language has changed completely, and I can feel his rising anger vibrating in the air around us. โI just thoughtโฆ I hoped that if you had any sway there, you might be able to put in a good word for her.โ I finish, feeling color flood my cheeks. Iโm both ashamed of myself for such a feeble attempt, but unsure how else to handle such a delicate topic. The last thing I want is to get Cora in even more trouble than before. Dominicโs jaw ticks as he watches me, and the voice in the back of my head urges me to run for it. โFrom what Iโve heard, your friend made a very serious mistake, and the consequences have been more than appropriate. The best thing she can do now is take responsibility for her mistakes, not sending you to do her dirty work for her.โ โI โ she didnโt, she doesnโt even know Iโm here! I swear.โ I plead. โIโve said all Iโm going to say on this matter.โ Dominic declares, turning away from me and striding into his house. The door slams shut behind him, and Iโm left with his various bodyguards. โYou need to leave now, miss.โ One of the men announces sharply. โI canโt.โ I moan, โhe has to understand, sheโs going to lose everything!โ โWeโre not going to ask you again.โ A second guard growls, a clear threat in his words. โPlease, sheโs innocent.โ I beg, โyou have to โโ before I can say anything more, the men grab me by the arms and begin trying to lead me off the property. Feeling truly desperate, I dig in my heels, deciding that my dignity is worth Coraโs entire future. โIโm begging you, if I could just talk to Mr. Sinclair.โ โYouโve already talked to him.โ The first guard grumbles, โand frankly youโre lucky he was as generous to you as he was. Your friend clearly told you things she shouldnโt.โ The next thing I know, theyโve thrown me off the property and onto the sidewalk so forcefully that I lose my balance, tumbling to the ground as tears spark in my eyes. The iron gates slam shut behind me, and I have no choice but to slink off before I can embarrass myself further. Of course, this was only the beginning of my misfortune. When I arrived at work the next day, I found that my keys no longer fit the locks on the front door. I knocked, overwhelmed with confusion, and a few minutes later the door swung open to reveal Jake and Millieโs furious mother. โMy keys arenโt working.โ I tell her, wondering why sheโs glaring at me so fiercely. โTheyโre not meant to.โ She answers coldly, โas of yesterday afternoon, your services were no longer required.โ โIโฆ youโre firing me?โ I squeak, not believing my ears. โWhy?โ โWe got a call from the neighbors.โ She explains haughtily, โapparently you let Jake run into the road the other day where he was almost hit by a car! And then yesterday you were seen making a fool of yourself at Dominic Sinclairโs home โ they said his bodyguards had to drag you off the grounds like a common criminal.โ โThat isnโt fair, that isnโt what happened!โ I plead. โJake through his toy into the road and ran after it, I didnโt let it happen, and what happened with Mr. Sinclair was a misunderstanding.โ โI donโt want to hear it.โ She hisses. โNow leave before I call the police.โ โPlease, canโt I at least say goodbye to the kids?โ I request, praying sheโll grant me this one kindness. โIโm dialing.โ She tells me simply, pulling her cell phone from her pocket. โNo!โ I raise my palms in supplication, โItโs okay, Iโll go.โ For the second time this week, I find myself shamefully retreating through this opulent neighborhood with tears streaming down my face. What hurts even worse than losing my job is the fact I didn't get to explain the situation to Jake and Millie, or see them one last time. Iโm sure their mother will tell them horrible things about me, despite the fact that Iโve been lovingly raising for them for the last two years. I know Dominic Sinclair is responsible for this. I donโt believe my ex-bossโs story about the neighbors for one moment. He clearly wanted to punish me, just like heโs having Cora punished. A rush of fury takes hold of me, and suddenly I wish I could punish him somehow. Itโs not like me to be so vindictive, but right now it truly feels like my entire life is falling apart, and itโs partly his fault. I spent all my money on the insemination, and without a job I have almost nothing. How am I ever going to afford to have a baby now? I guarantee Iโm not going to get a good reference from Jake and Millieโs mother. As if things werenโt already bad enough, when I return home I find a stack of bills in the mailbox and I donโt even recognize half the senders. I open them one by one, feeling my confusion and disbelief grow by the minute. As I look at the stores on the breakdown of charges, my suspicion grows: theyโre all Mikeโs favorite places. Is it possible he did this behind my back? That heโs been hiding the bills from me for monthsโฆ or years? I know heโll deny it if I confront him, which leaves me only one option. I have to call Kate. My former best friend might have betrayed me completely with her affair, but if anyone knows what Mike has been up to, itโs her. #Chapter 4 - Desperation Ella My hands are shaking as I dial Kateโs number. Have I ever been this angry? If I have I certainly canโt remember it now. โHello?โ Kate answers almost immediately, using a sickly sweet tone that screams of fakeness. โKate?โ I state bluntly. โAre you with Mike right now?โ Thereโs a pregnant pause on the other end of the line, before she weakly responds, โWhat? Of course not.โ โCome off it Kate, do you really think I don't know about your sh1t?โ I demand. โIโm not a complete idiot.โ โElla listenโโ She begins, obviously gearing up to give me some sort of excuse. โNo, I donโt even care about your little affair anymore โ but I need to talk to him right now.โ I declare fiercely. Thereโs another pause, and then Kateโs voice drops its innocent tone. โYou donโt care?โ She repeats, sounding truly shocked. โ You know Iโm already pregnant?โ I wasnโt prepared for that particular piece of news. I clench my hands into fists, feeling so furious I think I might actually break the phone with my tight grip, โAnd what, you think thatโs some sort of victory?โ I bite. โDoes he know youโre pregnant?โ I ask sharply, โbecause a man whoโs so afraid of responsibility that heโd poison me for years is probably willing to do it to anyone.โ โWell no, but he loves me, he would never โโ She tried to explain. โHe loved me too once.โ I cut her off. โAt least he said he did. Itโs amazing how charming he can be, considering what a shameless person he truly is. How do you think heโs going to support you and your child? He doesnโt even have a job.โ โOf course he does!โ She objects, โHe just didnโt tell you about it because he didnโt want you to bleed him dry. Heโs a stock broker.โ โOh Kate,โ I sigh, โPoor, gullible, stupid Kate. Heโs as much a stock broker as I am a wizard.โ โDonโt talk to me like that! Heโs got money, he lavishes it on me all the time!โ She insists. โWith fraudulent credit cards he took out in my name!โ I shout, losing my temper completely. โWhat?โ She squeaks. โThatโs right. Iโve only just found out โ heโs completely bankrupted me. Iโm calling the police and if I were you, Iโd check your own credit rating immediately, because Iโd be willing to be youโre next.โ I snap. โNo,โ she repeats weakly, โyouโre wrong, itโs different with me.โ My voice is getting thick with emotion now, but I canโt help it. โAnd frankly I donโt really care what happens to you Kate, but if youโre really pregnant then your baby deserves better than to be raised in a homeless shelter, and thatโs exactly where Mike will land you.โ I hang up before I start crying, not giving her a chance to respond. Why did I buy his lies about looking for work for so long? He crushed me little by little, all the while pretending to be so nice, and I let it happen. Never again. I decide. I wonโt ever let myself be fooled that way again. I still want to get my revenge on Mike, but first Iโve got to try and salvage whatโs left of my life. I have to go to the police and see if I can resolve these financial issuesโฆ I canโt have a baby if Iโm bankrupt, and I can only pray the police will help. โIโm very sorry Miss. Reina, but if your ex-partner has left the area, thereโs not much we can do about this.โ The police officer breaks this news to me about as gently as he might smash an ant beneath his boot. โIโll give you the police report to send to the credit card company, but thatโs the most help youโre going to get from us.โ Anger fills me to the brim. I guarantee heโd never treat my case with so little consideration or respect if I wasnโt an impoverished nanny. If I was a wealthy man like Dominic Sinclair, heโd be fawning at my feet, offering to go to any lengths to solve my problems. I storm out of the station before I can lose my temper, immediately calling the credit card companies. One by one they crush my hopes, telling me in no uncertain terms that unless a culprit is arrested in my case, Iโll be held responsible for the charges. As I hang up on the final call, I can feel the earth crumbling beneath my feet. How did it come to this? I literally have nothing. No one will hire me without a recommendation from my previous employer, which means I wonโt be able to pay rent or keep food on the table. Normally I might turn to Cora in such a time, but I canโt burden her with this when sheโs in the same boat. Tomorrow Iโll finally find out whether or not Iโm pregnant, and up until now the strange sensation Iโve been experiencing the last few days has been a comfort and source of hope. I donโt know how to explain it: itโs as if Iโm suddenly different somehow โ even though I canโt see any changes, I just have this intense knowing that Iโm no longer the same woman I was a week ago. I thought it was a sign the insemination worked, but now Iโm praying that itโs my imagination going overboard. At first I try to distract myself, turning on the TV and freezing when I see Dominic Sinclair on the news talking about all his good will initiatives in the community. โWhen our work is finished, the Moon Valley childrenโs home will be a place of love and community, motivated to find the best homes for every child in need...โ So much for the supposed philanthropist, I think bitterly. Turning a blind eye to the lives heโs selfishly ruining all the while pretending to be a friend of the downtrodden. A week ago I might have been touched by such a broadcast. I grew up in an orphanage, and I know just how terrible the conditions can be. Now however, I see nothing but his hypocrisy. Cora was an orphan too, she didnโt do anything wrong โ where is his compassion for her? Clearly itโs only for the TV cameras. Itโs a shame. Heโs very convincingโฆ then again, so was Mike. Of course Mike was never as handsome as Dominic Sinclair, nor did he ever have his charisma or imposing presence. I donโt know if Iโve ever met anyone like him. Even while he was refusing to help me, scolding me and having me thrown out the door, part of me was still taken in by his handsome features and pure magnetism. Shaking myself, I turn the TV off. What is wrong with me? The man is a heartless billionaire and Iโm still sitting here mooning over him like a silly schoolgirl. I end up going to bed early, trying not to think about tomorrow. Of course, I still lie awake late into the night โ I know what it means to grow up an orphan, and I canโt countenance bringing a child into the world just to abandon it to that bleak existence. The more my life unravels, the more stark my options become. If I am pregnantโฆ what should I do? #Chapter 5 - Pregnancy Test Ella Today I will know if I'm pregnant. Ten days ago I was heartsore but optimistic for the future, yearning for a baby more than anything else in the world. Now Iโm dreading the exam. However my trepidation soon gives way to surprise, because as soon as I enter the facility I have the strangest feeling that Dominic Sinclair is near. It takes me a while to actually find him, behind closed doors with Coraโs bosses in a luxurious, glass-walled conference room, but I donโt have the faintest idea how I knew he was present. I also donโt understand why I feel drawn to him: after all, heโs ruined both my sisterโs and my own life. I shouldnโt be excited to see him. Shaking myself out of my trance, I continue down the hall, though I feel the weight of dark eyes on my back as I retreat. Cora has clearly been crying when I arrive. Her eyes are red and her cheeks splotchy, though she tries to hide it. โHey.โ I greet her gently, wrapping her up in a hug. She leans into me, squeezing tight and lingering far longer than she usually would. โIs there any news?โ โSinclair is in there finalizing it all now. Iโm going to be given formal termination notice this afternoon.โ She shares, sniffling slightly. โIโm so sorry, honey.โ I croon, rubbing her back. โItโs okay.โ She lies, pulling away. โHow are you hanging in there?โ โNot very well.โ I confess. โIโm sort of dreading this, to be honest.โ โItโs amazing how fast things can change, huh?โ She asks, looking as though she might burst into tears. โI mean, what are we going to do, Elle?โ โWell figure it out.โ I promise. โWeโve been in tight spots before.โ I remind her, โremember the summer we slept in boxes on the street after we ran away from the orphanage?โ โYeah,โ She nods with a sad smile. โBut itโs winter now, I donโt think weโll last long in the elements. And you werenโt pregnant then.โ โYeah well, if Iโm pregnant nowโฆ.โ I canโt look her in the eyes as I say this, โI donโt think Iโm going to stay that way.โ โWhat?โ Cora exclaims, looking horrified. โBut this is your only chance! And we arenโt completely hopeless, youโve got time to try to figure out a plan B.โ That phrase alone reminds me of Mike, and I realize I havenโt shared my latest news with Cora. โI canโt afford a baby even if I do find a job. Iโm going to be paying off my debts for years to come.โ I share, filling her in on the details of Mike and Kateโs latest betrayal. โI canโt believe this!โ She bursts out when Iโm finished. โIt just isnโt fair, Ella! I mean, after everything weโve been through, we deserve a better future than this! You deserve to be a mom โ no one loves children more than you do.โ โAnd you deserve to be a doctor.โ I reply. โYou worked so hard.โ โLetโs just find out if I have to make that decision in the first place.โ I state, changing the subject. โI may not even be pregnant.โ Yet even as I say it, I can feel in my heart that I am. โOkay.โ Cora agrees, pulling a sterile cup wrapped in plastic from one of her cabinets. โYou know what to do.โ I take the cup and quickly duck into the bathroom to provide a urine sample, returning it to her almost immediately. I pace back and forth across the office as Cora runs the tests. โWell?โ I press, seeing the results pop up on her computer screen. She offers me a sad smile. โCongratulations little sister, youโre going to have a baby.โ I told myself that I wouldnโt fall to pieces no matter the results, but as soon as the words are out of her mouth Iโm crying. Iโve been waiting to hear those words for years and was beginning to think I never would. Itโs both unimaginable joy, and unimaginable pain. I never knew my heart could hold such conflicting emotions at the same time, let alone in such extremes. โReally?โ โReally.โ Cora confirms, hugging me. โCome on, letโs do an ultrasound. You can hear the heartbeat.โ โIsnโt it too early?โ I squeak. โJust one of the benefits of being at the finest lab in the country.โ Cora quips, the words bittersweet in her tongue. โOur technology is years ahead of whatโs available in public hospitals.โ Climbing onto the raised exam table, I lay back and lift my top, not bothering to change into a gown or cover my clothes with a sheet, I simply expose my flat belly as Cora wheels in an ultrasound on a cart. Within minutes, the machine emits a strange whoosh woosh woosh, and Cora squirts a dollop of jelly on my tummy. She pressed the wand to my skin, and before long a tiny heartbeat sounds โ making me cry all over again. However Cora is frowning deeply. โThis is so strange, the baby seems awfully large, but we tested you at your last visit to be sure you werenโt already pregnant.โ โWhat does that mean?โ I ask anxiously. โIs the father just a big guy?โ โI donโt just mean size โ I mean development.โ Cora purses her lips and furrows her brows as she studies the images, suddenly looking very worried. Sheโs whispering now, speaking to herself more than to me. โIt doesnโt look humanโฆ but that canโt beโฆ itโs not possible.โ โWhat are you talking about?โ I inquire, โHow can you tell? Isnโt it just a tiny blob?โ โAs I said, our tech is state of the art. It doesnโt just highlight shapes - it analyzes the molecular structure.โ Before she can say another word, the door bursts open, startling us both. To my shock and horror, Dominic Sinclair is standing in the doorframe, glaring at us as if weโve done something terrible. โWhatโs the meaning of this?โ He demands. โWhatโs the meaning of this?" 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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my legs, so I rub my thighs together to help tend the ache. But it doesnโt help. No, it only makes me desperate to be touched. If this plan backfires and Iโm left hot to trotโฆwithout any actual trottingโฆIโm in for a world of hurt. โCan you give me a brief outline of the lesson plan now?โ Aleksei grips the shelves above my head, and they creak in protest. His face moves within an inch of mine, those gray eyes deepening to black. โYou tempt me to madness on my final day in perdition, Georgina?โ โIt didnโt have to be this way.โ I shrug off my jean jacket and let it drop to the ground, arching my back to draw his attention to my bosom. โAll those times in your bed, late at night. No one would โ โ โStop this,โ he grinds out, pressing closer. โNo one would have known if youโd make me yours.โ โEveryone would have known within nine months, little angel. Once I gave in and facked you, youโd have been taking my seed morning, noon and night.โ Twin flames blaze to life in his eyes, evidence of the danger lurking inside this man who has cared for me for so long. โAnd make no mistake. You are already mine.โ Nine months. Nine. He means he would have gotten me pragnant. What about protection? We havenโt even kissed and heโs already talking about me having his children? There is so much that remains a mystery. Except for the fact that I want him. And I know in the deepest part of my heart that Aleksei would never, ever do something that wasnโt in my best interest. So I throw caution to the wind and incite his lust more. I want him to give me every ounce of it. โNo. Iโm not yours yet.โ My hands trace the outline of his chest and core muscles as they heave into my palms. โWhy donโt you do something to change that?โ His voice is full of dark promise when he says, โVery well, angel.โ Those capable hands drop from the shelves, hanging at his sides as our foreheads meet. He rolls them together while his hot breath forms steam on my lips. How long is he going to keep his mouth a fraction of an inch from mine? Oh God. Every second he waits, bolts turn tight below my belly button, moisture collects inside my pantie. Finally, his thumbs brush my hips and he grates a string of Russian words. His forehead grinds against mine. And just when I think Iโm going to be left in suspense forever, Aleksei slides his tongue into my mouth. I make the most embarrassing sound and almost hit the floor, like the total rookie that I am. Tongue right off the bat? Isnโt there supposed to be some lip stuff to lead into the main event? Ohโฆmy God. I donโt care. I just want more. And Aleksei gives it to me. He catches me by the elbows and drags me back upright, wedging me between his made โ of โ stone body and the bookshelf, flicking his tongue against mine until I join him, mating our mouths in a rhythm that echoes in my pulse. Who is this man? I thought I knew everything about him, right down to his preferred vodka and cologne of choice. I know which of my fatherโs associates make him stick closer to me when theyโre around, his lack of a middle name, that he secretly enjoys watching Ellen. Did I know he could kiss like this? Uh, no. His lips are only beginning to slant over mine, his tongue fully invading my mouth with full, sweeping licks, when his hands roam down my backside. This time, they donโt stop with a squeeze of my right cheek, though. No, his rough palms slide inside my pantie and grasp both sides of my bottom firmly. Possessively. With a tortured, male sound, the kiss deepensโฆand my feet leave the ground. My legs move automatically to surround his hiips as Iโm dragged slowly โ so slowly โ up the length of his hardness. That private, untouched part of me rides from the root of Alekseiโs manhood to the very top, where he keeps me. โSome days I donโt know if Iโll survive without these thighs around me. Welcoming me,โ he grates. โYou jumped into my arms onceโฆlong ago. You could barely get your legs around me then, but you tried. You tried so hard. It was almost my undoing, Georgina, standing there while you struggled to open them wide enough to fit my body.โ Flashes of memory bombard from all sides. Alekseiโs curses, his flexing jaw. โI remember. You left. YouโฆI didnโt know what Iโd done wrong.โ โNothing, angel. Youโre never anything but too facking right. I think even your father knew I went home to stroke my cocck that afternoon.โ His hands knead my backside with intention, and every muscle below my waist constricts, ripping a whimper from my throat. โThis vow I made has almost been broken many times. Iโd sell my soul to break it right now and slide my diick inside your tight hole.โ โOh,โ I blurt, my head spinning from Alekseiโs confessions. His filthy speech that somehow sounds oh โ so โ amazing. โIsnโt that what y โ youโre going to do?โ I donโt realize Iโm holding my breath, my eyes gone blind, until Aleksei laughs a little against my mouth. Thereโs only the barest touch of humor in the sound, and an ocean full of agony. And with my cliit bearing down on the thick tip of him, Iโm totally sharing in that pain. Oh wow. My inner walls are clenching out of control, my thighs squirming around Alekseiโs hiips. Forget wet. Iโm soaked. Can he feel that? He must. I can barely supply oxygen to my lungs and how dare he laugh? Howโฆdare heโฆwait, what am I mad about again? โLook at me now,โ he growls, his accent thickening. I shake my head to loosen the lust fuzz and focus on familiar gray eyes. Only theyโre not so familiar right now. Theyโre more than a little wild, pupils dilated. โYes?โ I whisper. โYou will come to understand that I do not break my vows, Georgina. I promised to keep you innocent, and soon I will promise to keep you. Period. I will have your pusy at five oโclock and no sooner.โ His grip on my bottom strengthens. โUntil then, soak me through, little angel.โ Iโm about to question Alekseiโs order when he rolls his hiips and sparks go off behind my eyes. Like everything else heโs done since our kiss started, itโs sensual and smooth. His impossibly huge stiffness chafes the silk of my underwear in slow waves. Up and back. Up and back. Until Iโm gasping for air and digging my nails into his shoulder, thighs shaking. Even my hair follicles are screaming with sensation. Oh God. Ohโฆ โAleksei.โ My hiips tweak to meet his next roll, and I hit my peak. Only itโs not just a peak. Itโs the freaking Everest of orgesms, and my ears are ringing with the impact of it, because Iโve been waiting for this man to touch me since I can remember. โAleksei. Donโt stop.โ โDa. Thatโs a good angel.โ Another sharp roll, only this time he grinds me down onto his steel bulge, sending me into another realm of pleasure I never knew was possible. Straight up into the clouds above Everest. โMake a mess of my pants. Leave me covered in that vergin smell.โ โYes. Yes.โ I canโt stop shaking, and his dark voice against my forehead, the ownership of his hands that continue to knead me, keep my climax rolling, letting it master me. And the boulder of feeling rocking me to the core knocks loose my deepest secret without warning. โI love you.โ I cling to Aleksei, working my clenching flesh on his hard lap. โI love you.โ I only catch a glimpse of Alekseiโs flaring eyes before my back hits the bookshelf, his voice rasping in my ear. โDid you just sayโฆโ His chest shudders up and down. โDid you mean that?โ My neck loses power, sending my forehead dropping into the crook of his neck. โYes. I always have. Always.โ Triumph and tenderness clash in his usually stoic face. โYou have given me heaven, angel. Now I will return the favor.โ When Aleksei peels me off the bookshelf and strides even farther into the dark, all I can think is, thereโs more? | Top novels | 132 | https://www.facebook.com/61561012736675/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195847 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 6/10/25, 11:38 PM | 1729004065 | 1749616714 | 1634 | enjoyae.com | Learn more | VIDEO | From Assassin's Doom to Rebirth and a Tangled Revenge with a Martial Arts Twist.Click to view the exciting follow-up. | https://enjoyae.com/wf_land_page/30600.html?language=en×tamp=1728367782701&channelCode=WAENF1000863&bid=21000206028&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&ad_group_name={{adset.name}}&ad_group_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}} | 1.1195567169515E+14 | Webfic-books | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462753914_1725383008306031_4663018729924222835_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Y848ElOzgmAQ7kNvgH-kDC9&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ATkLehfFTcA3uXHid6ddidN&oh=00_AYAs0a_sHwZZjfzucUwHwiMu2KbV6JnSz2YQuXuuuuQPrw&oe=67144993 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | The previous night, Lucille embarked on a top-secret mission. But the details leaked, causing her untimely death by a traitorous companion. She never knew the betrayer's identity. Miraculously, she got a new life, reborn as a girl with the same name. Determined to uncover truth and revenge for family, she seized the second chance. She planned to avenge loved ones. However, Joseph, a seemingly frail yet martial arts-skilled man who deeply fell for her, complicated her revenge plan. Now this new knowledge added more complexity to it. "B*tch! How dare you push Zoey down the stairs? You deserve to die!" At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic-books | 4380 | https://www.facebook.com/100086781164052/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8166 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195092 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634329 | 1634 | c.whastory.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://c.whastory.com/ad/bnV0cmVhZHMvMzI1NTU3LzIwMjQxMDE0MTAzMjIzL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.8142321172642E+14 | Wha002 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462598478_863474675902251_6520557625092067781_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=AhuvETmjAg0Q7kNvgGQdvHO&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AsdKLms7m5wLCcUAMXwEa4-&oh=00_AYBz9TR0cfFXCp266bSkr8xbP9j5xzapTBaO33A8LmuHZw&oe=671434D5 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. 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| 2195436 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004058 | 1746634329 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Learn more | IMAGE | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=1600823597386213&rawadid=120213238804760687 | 2.2788780707259E+14 | Lovestory-hh | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462685430_1097748078425183_376055632926196131_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=LVTiW1by-04Q7kNvgGCK_j-&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AgHIXvF4AI2TjnDvC9On7IC&oh=00_AYDN42x2dDDl-yY7DO-8u2aU3PtY94ZYwZgrQ7wtiTKOZQ&oe=67143E3A | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | My husband is deeply in love with his first love. When I told him jokingly that I was pregnant, he told me seriously: "You can't have this baby." I loved him, but I didn't want to love him blindly, so I ran away. Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8166 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195939 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004066 | 1746634329 | 1634 | a.hitnovelapp.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://a.hitnovelapp.com/ad/aGl0bm92ZWwvMzIzNTU0LzIwMjQxMDExMTUyNjQ5L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.091271522422E+14 | HHitt013 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462661373_2231289553905628_4656026027542161137_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ROFezDMpw2EQ7kNvgHr0OOt&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A9FXj1I7AL6iwWkx7-ODyRp&oh=00_AYAiaZoleyZd8pQM2y_mOGw8FxVrat4lzFbdnYU9cBmC0w&oe=67143D3B | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Evangeline's husband, Walter, has splurged on a cruise for his mistress, complete with a fireworks display. "Don't bother returning if you can't make Walter come home tonight, Evangeline!" It was New Year's Eve. She had expected just another fling, someone she could brush off without a second thought. However, that was not just anyoneโit was Julia. Walter's ex-lover, the one he had been forced to leave, and her own half-sister. "Here's the divorce papers I drew up. Give them a once-over, and if they're all good, just sign on the dotted line." With that, Evangeline tossed the papers onto the pool table. No one would have guessed that Walter, the man who was always on a pedestal, could be publicly dumped. โโโโโโโโ "Don't bother returning if you can't make Walter come home tonight, Evangeline!" It was New Year's Eve. Every home was aglow, families embracing the joy of togetherness. Evangeline Rearden, however, was excluded from the glee. She raced her heavy motorcycle down Jetty Road, cutting through the biting cold wind on a mission to expose Walter's infidelity aboard a cruise ship. The whole city buzzed with the news that her stay-away husband, Walter Gordon, has splurged on a cruise for his mistress, complete with a fireworks display. Still ringing in her ears was the harsh ultimatum her mother-in-law, Aria Jones, delivered at the Gordon family's New Year's Eve feast. "Evangeline, Walter is so averse to seeing you that he hasn't come home for the holidays in years! You're just warming the bench. If you can't give us a Gordon heir, call it quits early. Step aside and let a more fertile woman take your place as Mrs. Walter Gordon." Three years into their marriage, all Evangeline could think of was having Walter's baby. The Gordons were on her case, and so was Cole Foster, her maternal grandfather. She had exhausted every trick in the book to cement her status as Mrs. Walter Gordon. Walter was a different man outsideโvoracious and wild. At home, however, he had been distant and disinterested. Forget intimacy. She could have paraded undressed in front of him and not even earned a blink. All the heartache had boiled down to one bitter truth: Walter did not love her. She had never been the one he wanted to marry. The cruise ship Walter rented had been ablaze with lights as the clock struck midnight on New Year's Eve, the air alive with celebration. Evangeline stepped onto the cruise and swung open the door to the buzzing private room. Walter, the seventh heir to Avalon City's elite Gordon family, had carved out his empire with Strata King Group at just 27 years old. In a mere three years, he shot to the top of the game, poised to take over the family's legacy. There he was, oozing laid-back charm in his sleek black suit, coaching a woman in a tiny black skirt on her pool shot. Just then, a voice cut through the buzz, "Mr. Walter Gordon, it's late. Aren't you heading home?" "Not tonight," he shot back, and with a smooth move, he swept the pool table clean. The women in the room could not peel their eyes away, green with envy at the lady by his side. "Wow! That's impressive! You still have the magic touch, even after all these years!" someone exclaimed. "So, Julia, don't you think Walter's even more of a catch than he was three years ago? If you don't snag him this time, you'll have some explaining to do, huh?" At those words, the demure woman next to Walter turned a deep shade of red, gazing up at him with eyes full of worship and longing. At that moment, Evangeline's gaze landed on the woman's face. It hit her like a ton of bricks. She had expected just another fling, someone she could brush off without a second thought. However, that was not just anyoneโit was Julia Rearden. Walter's ex-lover, the one he had been forced to leave, and her own half-sister. Evangeline felt like her heart was stabbed. She smoothed out her windblown hair and strutted across the threshold in her high heels, instantly dissolving the charged silence. "She thinks she can just get married? She'll need my say-so for that! "I was trying to figure out who was brazen enough to flirt with my husband tonight... Oh, it's the homecoming of the other woman's kid! "No shocker that Walter's been pulling out all the stops with cruises and fireworks to woo you, strutting around like a show-off, not even bothering to come home for New Year's. He's not even scared of his grandfather giving him a piece of his mind!" Three years had passed, but Julia's face still wore that same look of feigned innocence, her pretty features then tinged with an unhealthy paleness. She blanched even more at the sight of Evangeline, tripping over her words in a rush to explain. "Evangeline... It's not like that! Don't get it twisted... I just got back into town yesterday, and my friends wanted to throw me a little welcome bash. It was my idea to shoot some pool, and, uh... Walter was just showing me the ropes.!" Evangeline's laugh was detached, her amusement clear. She knew what was happening. She was no fool. Julia was trying to say that Walter's buddies were her buddies too, that she was part of the in-crowd that had grown up with them. They were all on Julia's side, in a club Evangeline would never fit into. However, back when Evangeline and Walter were promised to each other as kids, Julia was nothing more than a secret nobody was supposed to talk about. There was an order to those things. Even if Evangeline was over him, it was not Julia's place to step in. "Is that so?" Evangeline's lashes fluttered, her smile soft but her eyes challenging. "If you're so keen on playing pool, why didn't you come to me? You might not realize, but I've got the kind of pool game that could land me on the national team." "Are you for real..." Julia's skepticism was written on her face. She was convinced Evangeline was just boasting. A sneer barely concealed itself as Julia continued, "This game's tough to learn, and I've barely sunk a few balls myself. You lived out in the sticks before you got hitched, and afterward, you were practically a shut-in, never venturing out. How could you be so good at this? Walter, however, he's got some serious games." Evangeline let out a chilling laugh, "You're not focused on the game because you're too busy trying to snag your brother-in-law. No wonder you can't learn!" Her words cut deep, leaving no room for dignity for Julia. The girls who had been green with envy over Julia were speechless in shock. "Who is she? How can she speak to Julia like that, and Julia seems so scared of her!" "You're out of the loop? She's Julia's half-sister, the same dad but a different mom, the secret wife on Mr. Walter Gordon's marriage certificate. She's the one who played dirty to break up Mr. Walter Gordon and Julia before they married into the Gordon family! Before she got into the Gordon family, she was just a village girl, raised in the boonies, growing up with her grandpa." "She's got some nerve, bragging about making the national team in the pool! A bumpkin who's probably never even held a cue stick. How dare she pick on Julia in front of everyone? Mr. Walter Gordon is going to kick her to the curb, right?" The crowd buzzed with gossip. Julia's eyes brimmed with tears, and she looked at Evangeline with reddened eyes. "Evangeline, can't you ease up on the hostility? I mean, Walt and I grew up together. Even if he's married, he's still allowed to have friends, isn't he?" She turned to Walter with eyes that silently pleaded, 'Please talk some sense into her, Walt. If my return is upsetting you both, I'd rather stay away forever. Please, don't fight over me!' Walter nonchalantly flicked his lighter and took a drag on his tabacco before sinking into the plush leather sofa. At her words, he cracked a mocking smile and barely opened his eyes to say, "Why bother explaining?" He knocked the ash off his tabacco and glanced at Evangeline. Their eyes locked in a silent standoff. "Do you really think you belong here?" His voice was icy, cutting through the air like the chill of a winter's night. Julia pulled at his sleeve, pleading, "Don't be so mean to her!" However, Walter ignored Julia, his gaze fixed on Evangeline. "Are you going to walk out on your own, or do I need to have you thrown off this ship?" Evangeline held her gaze before breaking into a sly smile. Her eyes sparkled mischievously as she sauntered toward Walter, heels clicking on the floor. She pulled out a disinfectant wipe and, with a show of casual authority, began to clean the spot on his silk shirt that Julia had touched. "You think I want to be in this dump? I'm only here because Grandpa and Mom wouldn't stop nagging." She tossed the wipe away and straightened his collar with feigned nonchalance. "Are you done playing around? Ready to go home?" "Go home for what? To play house and make babies?" Walter's dark eyes shimmered with a mysterious allure as he towered over her. "Do you really think you're fit to bear my children?" A laugh escaped Evangeline, a mix of disbelief and pain. Her heart ached like never before. She had, once upon a time, truly wanted to be a mother. Cole was getting on in years, and late-stage lung cancer was a clear sign his days were numbered. His dying wish was to see her and Walter have a baby. Little did anyone know, she had been harboring a secret crush on him for years. As she recalled his past indifference and the dazzling fireworks he had launched for Julia just that New Year's Eve, a faint smile played on Evangeline's lips. "If you're so against the idea of being with me, you could just handle things yourself and donate the outcome for in vitro fertilization. Your grandfather is on my back about this, and if you can't get me pregnant in three months, you might ki-ss your future as the Gordon family heir goodbye! "Having a kid benefits us both, I swear. Once it's done, you're free to live it up. I won't ask questions..." At last, Walter snapped. He firmly grabbed her chin and shoved her onto the billiard table. His jaw was as sharp as a blade, his gaze deep enough to send shivers down her spine. He smirked icily. "What's this? Am I just your baby-making machine to lock down your status? Evangeline, have you no decency left?" Decency? She had thrown that out the window long ago, had she not? Ever since she had blackmailed him into marriage with an old engagement promise, decency was off the table. Biting back the pain, her challenge was unmistakable. "So, will you or won't you? This is your last chance to answer." Walter's gaze was intense, his eyes a storm of unspoken feelings. He was not one to be intimidated or threatened. Each word was deliberate, his lips a straight line that struck a chord in her heart. "Forget about having my child, Evangeline. It's not happening." "Alright, then! That's settled," she said, her laugh tinged with defiance. She swept her eyes leisurely over the crowd, a picture of ease and contentment. Evangeline reached into her pearl-studded clutch and pulled out a document she had been hiding for far too long. "Seeing as you can't give me a child, what's the point in keeping you around? And with all your pals here, it's as good a time as any for a divorce, Walter. Once I'm free, I can find someone else to start a family with! "Here's the divorce papers I drew up. Give them a once-over, and if they're all good, just sign on the dotted line. We'll sort out the rest with the County Clerk's Office after the holiday break." With that, she tossed the papers onto the pool table, where they landed with a slap that echoed through the stunned silence. The papers had been burning a hole in her purse for ages, but she never found the guts to pull them out until then. She was done holding back. She would not let Walter shame her in front of Julia or anyone else ever again. The room went silent as her words hung in the air. Everyone was shocked, the tension so thick that they could choke on it. Walter looked like he had been slapped with ice, his face a mask of fury. He looked like he might just tear Evangeline apart right there. No one would have guessed that Walter, the man who was always on a pedestal, could be publicly dumped. Julia, barely able to keep her excitement in check, watched Walter, waiting for his reaction. He had to say yes, right? However, Walter was not pleased. He let out a detached, hollow laugh that did not reach his eyes. She had never seen him look at anyone the way he looked at Evangeline then, his gaze dark and fathomless. Julia, ever the instigator, piped up, "Evangeline, let's talk this out. You finally married Walt, and you want a divorce just like that? If you're upset because he was teaching me pool, I'll stop. Or better yet, you teach me! "Don't let me be the reason your marriage falls apart. I'd never forgive myself!" she said, offering the pool cue to Evangeline with feigned kindness. Evangeline did not take the bait. Instead, she gave Julia a once-over, her sneer cutting through the air. "Don't kid yourself." Did Julia actually want to learn to play? No, she just figured Evangeline, the country girl, would not know how and wanted to watch her make a fool of herself in front of everyone. "A man who can't even have kids, and you're treating him like he's some kind of prize," she scoffed. "Walt is not like that!" Julia snapped, unable to hold back. Walter was the one she could not stop thinking about. He was astounding. The mere thought of him sent her into a daydream. Evangeline's gaze was piercing as she taunted, "So, have you tested his capability yourself?" Julia's fists tightened, her cheeks burning. "I..." However, before Julia could fully respond, Evangeline crossed her arms and laughed icily. "Don't think for a second you've got a shot with him just because we're through. Even if I don't want to be Mrs. Walter Gordon anymore, you'll never be welcome in the Gordon family." That hit a nerve. Julia nearly lost it. Right then, nobody could see the look in Walter's eyes, but there was an unmistakable chill in the air. Walter let out a mocking laugh. "All these accusations, just to get a divorce?" He lounged on the plush leather sofa, the restless sea churning behind him. His fingers, pale as the moon, flipped through the divorce papers Evangeline had so carefully prepared. After a moment, he looked up, a sly smile playing on his lips. He was like a cornered animal, ready to strike, as he fixed his gaze on Evangeline. "Julia, hand her the club. Let's see her play a round. If she can beat me, I'll sign off on this today." Evangeline remained silent. She hesitated before reaching for the pool cue. Walter eyed her with a challenge in his gaze. "Weren't you the one bragging about your killer pool game? What's the matter, scared now? Or is this whole divorce talk just your way of playing hard to get?" Evangeline cracked a frosty smile. She remained silent, the crystal chandelier casting a glow on her stunning features. She looked down and slowly unbuttoned her red cashmere coat, sliding it off her shoulders and tossing it onto the couch. The coat hit the sofa, and the men around were left speechless. Beneath her coat was a sultry black lace nightgown, the soft silk hugging her smooth, porcelain skin, highlighting curves that captivated and teased the onlookers' senses. Who would have guessed that Walter's neglected wife was such a knockout? Had not people said the Rearden family was too backwoods to be seen in public, a sight that would turn their stomachs? Evangeline could outshine anyone in the whole city! What was Walter Gordon thinking? Evangeline, however, seemed blissfully unaware of the spell she cast. She picked up the cue stick, her eyes steady on Walter. "You were the one who said it. I win a game, and we're done. Whoever backs out is a total loser." Before Walter's face could turn a shade of envy, she leaned over the pool table and broke with authority. | HHitt013 | 49 | https://www.facebook.com/100094431461254/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. Axel. The look on his face confused me but I didn't have time to think about it before my world went black. | Wha002 | 58 | https://www.facebook.com/61554783541379/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Cole and she were a perfect match made in heaven, or thatโs what Athena thought. Having been crushing on her best friend since childhood, she knew he was the best guy for her. After her parents' death, he was her only love and hope in life. Though she didnโt want to ruin her friendship with him over brief fantasies, she knew something was there between them. Even her wolf, Celine, agreed with her. Cole had hinted to her he liked her, and she wanted to be the one by his side for the rest of her life, but the only thing stopping them was the mate bond. They didn't know if they were each other's mates. A mate bond was considered the most sacred bond in their country, unlike others where chosen mates were allowed. Cole's eighteenth birthday has already passed, and since he didnโt mention finding his mate, she was now more sure that she was his mate. Though he has said nothing about her being his mate, maybe, it was because he didn't want to burden her uselessly. She has noticed how Cole gets jealous and possessive of her even after his birthday. That gaze he throws at her all the time can't be mistaken for a friendship gaze. Athena smiled at the mere imagination of being loved by Cole. The wait was for only a year more till she'll find out Cole is her mate. Once her wolf howls in approval for Cole's wolf, she knows they will complete the mating ceremony on the same day, and Cole will give her the best he always promised her. Smiling at the thoughts clouding her mind after attending to her father's grave and telling him everything about how she has been trying her best to live her life happily, Athena decided to stop by Cole's family farmhouse to relax. Cole had given her the keys to this farmhouse because his parents were never here, and he wanted her to use this place whenever she wanted to run away from people. At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. If it would've been any other time, Athena would've snapped at him for even touching her, let alone holding her hand like this, but right now, she didn't even bother to look at who was pulling her. The image of Cole banging Bianca on that couch was spinning in her head like a never-ending movie roll. Until now, her body and mind didn't even want to believe what she saw. | 0 | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I'm in front of the cafรฉ. Call you later!โ Emmanuel Lowe hung up on his mother impatiently. The twenty-eight-year-old man had never been in a relationship. After spending seven years in the army, he retired from the military and worked at a hospital in Yeringham for three years. He was a gynecologist at the hospital and made eighty thousand a year. Worried he would end up old and alone, Emmanuel's mother urged him to settle down. Since he had no idea where to begin when it came to dating, his mother took matters into her own hands and set him up on multiple blind dates. Thanks to her efforts, he had gone on seventeen blind dates so far. Alas, wedding bells were clearly not on the horizon for Emmanuel. It was frustrating. He knew he was just going through the motions at that point. โHelp! Someone help me!โ Right before Emmanuel entered the cafรฉ, he heard someone calling out weakly for help. The cries came from an old man who had fallen on the roadside. Many pedestrians walked past him, but no one dared to stop and help him to his feet. After all, helping the old man could be more trouble than it was worth if one ended up with an expensive lawsuit for injuring him further. No one would do something that risky and foolish. It did not deter Emmanuel from stepping forward and helping the man to his feet. He asked, โAre you all right, sir?โ โI'm fine! Thank you so much, young man! It's so hard to find people as kind as you these days. I must repay you for your kindness!โ replied the old man with a smile. Emmanuel realized then that the old man's attire was at odds with his airs. Despite his tattered clothes, the old man's clean hands looked like those of a man accustomed to wealth. Still, he had no time to satisfy his curiosity. After confirming that the old man was unharmed, Emmanuel rushed into the cafรฉ for his blind date. He never once considered being repaid for his kind act earlier. The cafรฉ was massive and practically structured like a maze. Emmanuel's mother mentioned that his blind date was seated at table number eight. He wandered through the confusing cafรฉ, but before he could locate the correct table, he stumbled into a special area. The lighting was softer there, and the floor was scattered with fresh petals. The sweet scent of flowers wafted through the air. He wondered if he had set foot in heaven. Emmanuel raised his eyes and immediately froze. A beautiful, elegant woman sat before a table in the room. It was no exaggeration to say she embodied perfection itself. The heavens clearly decided to shower all their favors on her. The woman quietly sipped her coffee with her legs crossed neatly to the side. On the table was a non-translated copy of The Power Broker. When she noticed Emmanuel barging into the room, she looked up at him in confusion and displeasure. Thump! Thump! Thump! When Emmanuel recovered from the shock of stumbling upon the beautiful stranger, he realized his heart was about to beat its way out of his chest. Never once had he ever felt so attracted to a woman in his twenty-eight years of life. The countless female bodies he had seen in his work as a gynecologist hardly appealed to him. At some point, he even wondered if he was attracted to women at all. Against all odds, it seemed, the young woman before him made his heart race like a runaway horse. Am I simply nervous, or am I already attracted to her? More surprisingly, Emmanuel noticed a large number eight sign on the woman's table. She's my blind date? He took a deep breath to calm himself before approaching her table and taking a seat opposite her. The young woman's expression grew increasingly flabbergasted. There was even a hint of hostility in her pretty eyes. The audacity of this man! Barging into my private room is bad enough, but he's going to sit opposite me like it's nobody's business? Emmanuel ignored her expression. It was not the first time a woman had scoffed at him. They were free to go their separate ways after getting the blind date done and over with. He introduced himself, declaring, โHi! My name is Emmanuel Lowe. I'm twenty-eight years old, and I work as a gynecologist. I make eighty thousand a year and don't own a car or a house.โ Any man would need an incredible amount of courage to say such things to a woman, but Emmanuel appeared unusually calm and unfazed. The young woman stared at him in shock. A moment later, her lips curved into a smirk, and she replied with an introduction of her own. โNice to meet you. I'm Mackenzie Quillen. I'm twenty-seven years old with dual doctorates in finance and business administration from Harvard University. I made three billion last year, and I have a car and a house.โ Emmanuel was stunned. What is happening? He always thought women on blind dates came with red flags. Mackenzie, however, was arguably flawless. Where's the catch? All sorts of fantastical theories filled Emmanuel's mind. Mackenzie smirked at his perplexed expression. The pride in her cool gaze was evident. She deliberately introduced herself to put the stranger in a difficult spot and intimidate him into retreating. As expected, awkward silence lingered in the air after her words. Urgh, forget it! Whether Mackenzie was telling the truth was beside the point. Emmanuel decided to go through all the motions so he could at least mollify his mother, even if the date did not result in a trip to the altar. He declared, โI don't make much, but if you decide to date me, I promise I'll always protect and cherish you. I'll take over all the household chores so you can be a queen at home. Of course, I hope you'll allow me to preserve my masculine pride in front of my family. If we do get married, I can give you about five to six thousand every month.โ It was a well-worn script that Emmanuel recited in a single breath. Mackenzie was dumbfounded at his earnest expression and apparent lack of shame at his much lower salary. A long while later, she burst into a chuckle. She had never met a man who could humor her so. โWhat are you laughing about?โ Unimpressed by her reaction, Emmanuel continued, โI know I don't check all the boxes, but I promise I'll be a good and responsible husband if we're married!โ Pfft! Mackenzie failed to keep in her snigger. An annoyed Emmanuel demanded, โWhy are you laughing, Ms. Quillen? Don't you think you're being rather rude?โ โSir, you're a very good man!โ Mackenzie stopped smiling and retorted coldly, โBut I think you're the confused one here. I'm not here for a blind date!โ Huh? What is going on? Emmanuel's eyes widened in horror as he sputtered, โIsn't this table number eight?โ โYes, but this is the VIP area. You must be looking for table number eight in the common dining area. Please go out and turn right!โ She pointed a slender finger at the exit. โOh... Sorry! I'm so sorry! I mixed things up!โ Emmanuel wished he could sink into the floor in embarrassment. He jumped to his feet, ready to make a hasty escape. That was so embarrassing! How could I sit at the wrong table for a blind date? No wonder she was laughing so much. She must have thought I was shooting above my weight! Shortly after Emmanuel's departure, an old man entered Mackenzie's private room, escorted by four black-clad bodyguards. Emmanuel would have been astonished if he was still around. The old man was none other than the stranger he had helped earlier in front of the cafรฉ! He implored, โPerhaps this is fate, Mackenzie. You're twenty-seven, but you've never been in a relationship because of your misandry. No man would dare come near you! But that young man succeeded! He's also a kind and just person. A while ago, he helped me outside the cafรฉ and didn't expect a reward for his actions!โ The old man's true identity was Terence Quillen, chairman of Yeringham's premier financial corporation. While his wealth could trump that of entire nations, he had a major regret in life. Terence had had three sons who tragically passed away before him. They either had no children of their own or only left daughters behind. Mackenzie was Terence's favorite granddaughter and next-in-line to helm Terence Group. Her intelligence and charisma did not change the fact that she was a woman. Before Terence met his maker, he wished his favorite granddaughter could give him a great-grandchild. That spurred him to fake his fall in front of the cafรฉ and scout a decent man for his granddaughter. To his surprise, the young man who helped him earlier made a blunder of his own blind date and ended up meeting Mackenzie instead. Isn't that fate? Mackenzie remained stoically unmoved by her grandfather's words. โGrandpa, he may have passed your test, but he hasn't passed mine. I'll marry him if he aces my test.โ She wanted to fulfill her grandfather's wish, but she naturally wished to promise herself to a good man. Marrying a man after one blind date was simply too hasty and careless. Terence's gaze lit up expectantly, and he replied, โAll right! I'm sure he will pass your test!โ Chapter 2 Failure After turning right at the door, Emmanuel finally found table number eight in the common dining area. Sure enough, a woman was seated at the table, looking like she was running out of patience. Dressed in professional attire that accentuated her beautiful curves, she was, by all means, a sight to behold. Even though she didn't exude the same air of elegance that Mackenzie had, there was no denying she had the power to make men fall at her feet. Thankfully, Emmanuel wasn't disappointed in the slightest. After all, he was well aware of his own qualities. Without further ado, he straightened himself up and approached the woman with a smile. โSorry I'm late! My name's Emmanuel Lowe. I'm twenty-eight years old, and I work as a gynecologist with an annual salary of eighty thousandโโ โStop!โ the woman coldly interrupted before he could finish his introduction. โWhat's the meaning of this? With what little you have to offer; do you seriously think women would want to marry you? I can't believe you even had the nerve to be late! What right do you have to keep a woman waiting? This has been an utter waste of my time. Hmph!โ After firing off a barrage of questions, the red-faced woman angrily splashed a glass of water on Emmanuel's face. The latter, who was caught off guard, instantly became soaking wet. Nevertheless, Emmanuel didn't lose his temper. After all, he was indeed late because he went to the wrong place, so he could understand why the woman was upset. โHmph. You're twenty-eight and still only earning eighty-thousand a year. No wonder you're doing so poorly! Not only do you lack punctuality, but you also don't seem to take life seriously. You're doomed to be at the bottom of the social hierarchy your entire life! I'm shocked you even have the guts to go on a blind date with me... Stop being delusional!โ the woman scolded as she shot Emmanuel a look of contempt. The next second, she grabbed her bag and stormed off, not once bothering to leave her name. To add insult to injury, she even waved a wad of cash in front of Emmanuel's face, then slapped it hard on the table as payment for the bill. The latter's gaze darkened instantly as rage began pulsing through his veins. This woman is humiliating me! I may not have high expectations for marriage, but that doesn't mean I don't have a temper! Argh! As much as I want to make her regret her actions, I know I don't have that capability... Since the woman was gone, Emmanuel, too, left the cafรฉ glumly. To his surprise, he had only just stepped out the door when he saw a long-haired man deliberately colliding into a BMW and screaming in pain. Emmanuel couldn't help but furrow his brows. Oh, gosh. That man is clearly staging a car accident. Why is there so much trouble in this cafรฉ today? โAh! Someone's been hit!โ โArgh! My leg's broken! Murderer!โ Four men immediately rushed out to join the commotion when the long-haired man fell on the ground. Thankfully, Emmanuel saw right through their ploy. Ha! Those guys must be the co-conspirators! Just then, a young lady hastily exited the BMW, clad in a maroon sleeveless dress that revealed a large expanse of tender, fair skin. โWhat's the matter? How could I have injured your leg when I was driving so slowly?โ she asked anxiously. Seconds later, the long-haired man's buddies surrounded the woman, demanding compensation. โCut the crap! Pay up! Pay up now!โ Several people in the cafรฉ had witnessed the staged accident, but unfortunately, they were so afraid of the big, burly men that no one dared to confront them. โHow much do you guys want?โ the woman muttered helplessly, having resigned herself to the fact that she'd have to settle the matter with money. The group of thugs, however, began leering at and drooling over her. โHaha. Hey, why don't you have some fun with us?โ one of the men suggested. Just like that, what had started as a staged accident quickly turned into public harassment. The pretty woman was so scared out of her wits that she staggered backward until she bumped into Emmanuel. Instead of taking advantage of her like the other thugs, Emmanuel stepped in front of her and glared at the long-haired man. โYour leg's broken, and you're asking for compensation, huh?โ Upon seeing Emmanuel's menacing expression, the thugs felt chills down their spines. At the same time, Mackenzie was sitting in the cafรฉ and watching the entire scene unfold. Well, well, well. Who knew that man would be so brave? I'm sure no one else would have the guts to go up against five thugs. The next second, Emmanuel stunned everyone by viciously kicking the long-haired man's leg. โArgh!โ the latter shouted in pain as he began hopping on the leg that was supposedly broken. The onlookers instantly let out a collective gasp. Goodness gracious! That man is daring! Mackenzie, too, had curled her lips into a smile. The cafรฉ was one of her properties, so naturally, she had also seen how Emmanuel's blind date went. I thought he was a timid man when he didn't flare up despite being splashed with water. Who knew he was just a gentleman who doesn't lose his temper with women? I must admit, he looks rather charming when he shows his tough side! โWhat's this? Didn't you say your leg's broken? I'm impressed you can still jump on it!โ Emmanuel mocked. When the onlookers realized that the long-haired man had lied about his injury, they wasted no time scolding and criticizing him. By then, the other thugs had also lost their bravado and fell silent. After all, they knew the tables had turned on them. โHmph. I'll let you off this time. You'd better watch your back!โ the long-haired man warned before running away with his tail between his legs. With that, the pretty woman gave Emmanuel a warm smile and coyly gestured for him to get into her car. โHey, handsome, thank you so much for your help. Would you like to go to my house for a drink?โ Emmanuel, however, brushed her off without a second thought. โNo, thank you. I have other things to do!โ Seeing how unmoved he was by her advances, the woman couldn't help but stomp her feet in frustration. Back in the cafรฉ, Mackenzie heard her grandfather burst into loud guffaws. โHaha! I told you so, Mackenzie! Didn't I say that man has an excellent character? Your assistant, Lexi, is such a beautiful woman, yet he refuses to give her the time of day! Once you guys are married, you won't have to worry about him betraying you!โ The more Mackenzie ruminated about Terence's words, the more her impression of Emmanuel improved. โDon't be too happy yet, Grandpa! Men are either after looks or money,โ Mackenzie uttered coldly before getting up. Ha! I doubt Emmanuel can pass my second secret test of character! Meanwhile, Emmanuel had gotten home after his matchmaking session failed spectacularly. Needless to say, his sister, Roselynn Lowe, was frustrated beyond belief. โWhat? Another unsuccessful blind date?โ This is the eighteenth time, for goodness' sake! My brother's a six-foot tall, fit, and upstanding young man. Why won't any woman take a fancy to him? He may be thick-skulled at times, but surely, someone will still appreciate him for his good looks, won't they? Emmanuel's mother, Alessandra Cadigan, seemed even more anxious as she hurriedly dragged him out of the house. โMom, what are you doing?โ Emmanuel asked, startled by how panic-stricken Alessandra was. โWhat am I doing? I'm worried sick about you!โ the woman scolded without breaking her stride. โI don't understand it, either. Our neighbor's an unkempt twenty-eight-year-old novelist who's always cooped up at home, yet he's already planning for his second child! Why can't my son get a girlfriend? That woman didn't even stay for the blind date, did she? I paid good money to set this up for you! Let's go see her at her house right now!โ โWhat?โ Emmanuel choked out. Did I hear that right? I can't believe Mom has gotten this desperate! The matchmaking session was an utter failure, so why must she still insist on dragging me to the woman's place? Wouldn't I just be embarrassing myself again? Chapter 3 Rags to Riches In any relationship, the party taking the initiative was often seen as lowlier and more desperate. Therefore, upon seeing Emmanuel and his family at her house, Milani Zimmerman wore an even haughtier expression than when she was at the cafรฉ. Ha! I knew he wouldn't be able to get over my looks, so he's come to badger me again! Milani's mother, Melody Claus, was just as smug when she learned of the Lowe family's intention. โIf your son wishes to marry my daughter, you'll have to give us a betrothal gift of five hundred thousand,โ she said as she raised her palm. โWe won't accept anything less!โ Emmanuel's heart instantly sank. Oh, my goodness! Five hundred thousand? Is she trying to sell her daughter? Alessandra, however, gritted her teeth and nodded. โT-That's fine!โ As long as my son can get married, I'll do anything to make up for the betrothal gift, even if it means selling the house! โYour family must also provide a car and matrimonial home!โ Milani's father chimed in. โMore importantly, you're not going to let my daughter pay for any installments or maintenance fees!โ By then, Emmanuel was on the verge of losing his patience. Shouldn't marriages be consensual? I don't expect both parties to be forking out the wedding expenses equally, but why does it feel like my family's here to surrender and be fleeced? Alessandra, too, found herself in a tight spot. She could sell the house to afford the betrothal gift, but how would she pay for the couple's car and home? โSure. That's no problem!โ Roselynn piped up, even going so far as to pull her brother back when she realized he wanted to object. She was just as eager for Emmanuel to start a family, and at thirty years old, she had worked and saved up enough to make the necessary down payments for him. Since Mom is settling the betrothal gift, I shall help Emmanuel with the car and home! โLastly, he will bear all household expenses after the wedding!โ Milani suddenly said. That, however, was the last straw for Emmanuel. โI don't mind paying this much if she's coming to work for us as a housekeeper, but if she expects to be treated like a princess or queen, you can forget it! I don't need that!โ โLook at your son! What's with that attitude?โ Milani yelled. โWe aren't even married yet, and he's already so domineering. Wouldn't it be worse down the road?โ โNo, no, no... The marriage will work out. It'd work out just fine!โ Alessandra pleaded, desperate to finalize the wedding. I can't wait any longer... I must fulfill my husband's last wish by the end of the year! Having seen how things were going, even Roselynn knew she had to step in to persuade her mother. โMom! Stop forcing it!โ Manny's right. There's nothing wrong with giving a betrothal gift, car, and house. However, asking him to be the sole supporter of his family after the wedding is too much! What about his wife, then? Why can't she chip in? Will she be sending her own money back to her parents? Just then, Milani's younger brother, Jacob Zimmerman, suddenly appeared with a cocky grin plastered on his face. โHaha! Don't forget about me, Milani! When it's my turn to get married, I'd be counting on you guys to buy me my car and house too!โ Upon hearing that, Emmanuel instantly exploded with rage. โWhat? Am I marrying your sister or your entire family? I may as well support all of you!โ Even though Emmanuel had only meant that as an angry remark, Milani decided to hold him to his word. โHah! You'd better remember what you just said! In that case, I'll leave you to plan and pay for the wedding banquet and honeymoon. Don't tell me you can't afford that...โ โGet lost! I'd rather marry anybody than you!โ Emmanuel retorted as the rage and ferocity he used to experience on the battlefield came flooding back. He didn't know what the Zimmermans were playing at, but there was no doubt they were monsters. โLook at yourself! How dare you ask me for my hand in marriage! I'd rather marry anybody than you too!โ Milani snapped back. Given my qualities, I have no problem marrying a rich man, so why should I settle for a man like Emmanuel? I'm only too happy that he wants to fall out with me! After giving an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel stood up and stormed off, leaving Alessandra and Roselynn with no choice but to follow suit. To their surprise, they had only just stepped out of the Zimmerman residence when three luxury cars pulled up in front of them. The Zimmermans quickly popped out to see the commotion and almost dropped their jaws when they saw the car lineup. Oh! Those cars are worth tens of millions! What's going on? Since when were the Lowes that fancy? Emmanuel, on the other contrary, seemed to recognize one of the cars. Hmm... Didn't I see that car outside the cafรฉ? The next second, Terence stepped out of the car, surrounded by his convoy of suited bodyguards. He smiled as he approached Emmanuel and said politely, โI'm here to return the favor, Mr. Lowe, after you helped me outside the cafรฉ!โ Needless to say, everyone was stunned. Roselynn couldn't hide her excitement and gripped her brother's arm tightly. Ah! Isn't this like those rags-to-riches stories? The more Emmanuel thought about it, the more he frowned. Wow... Who knew this old man was a millionaire? Could he have intentionally fallen at the cafรฉ? Terence waved his hand, and within seconds, his subordinates had unloaded several boxes of gifts. Not only were there precious stones and jewelry, but there were also famous paintings, antiques, and even a Porsche key. The total value of the items had to be at least ten million. For someone who earned a mere eighty thousand a year, ten million was an eye-watering amount of money that Emmanuel could only dream of! Upon witnessing the scene, the Zimmerman family almost collapsed in shock. Milani might be a well-dressed woman, but the truth was, her family was just like any other average family. To them, ten million was undoubtedly an astronomical sum! If I had known Emmanuel would become a multi-millionaire, I'd have married him straightaway! After snapping out of her daze, she smiled and hastily clutched Emmanuel's arm. โWhat's the matter, darling? Oh, wow... You're so kind to help the elderly! I love that about you!โ โWho's your darling?โ Emmanuel asked, embarrassing Milani so much that she wanted to crawl into a hole. As though that wasn't enough, he brusquely pushed her away and added, โDidn't you just reject me? Why are you still calling me that?โ โUh... Iโโ Milani muttered, clearly at a loss for words. Her family, too, was incredibly frustrated. After all, they had just missed out on getting a wealthy son-in-law! Meanwhile, Alessandra was about to say something when Roselynn tugged at her. As much as I want Manny to start a family, I can't let him settle for the horrible Zimmermans! Besides, he's rich now! I'm sure he can find a better woman! โMom, Roselynn, let's go!โ Emmanuel said before ushering both women into the car. He didn't want to accept the gifts, especially since he knew he hadn't done anything to deserve them. However, it wasn't the time and place to discuss the matter, so he decided to leave instead. Once the Lowe family had left, a gust of cold wind swept over the Zimmermans as they seethed silently. โHow could you have made such remarks earlier, Milani? Do you think it's easy to find a millionaire these days?โ Melody berated. โW-What should I do now, then?โ In all honesty, Milani was at a complete loss. She had gone on several blind dates to find a rich husband who could give her a life of luxury. Alas, who knew she'd let a multi-millionaire slip right through her fingers? โWhat else can we do? They've already come to our place to ask for your hand in marriage. Can't we do the same?โ Melody suggested. Jacob, who was just as anxious, instantly exclaimed, โI don't care, Milani! You have to marry that multi-millionaire! When my girlfriend and I get married, you must give us a house and a luxury car! Otherwise, I'll disown you!โ โOkay, okay. I got it!โ Milani replied with a long sigh. Argh! Emmanuel and I left on such bad terms... Would he still care about me? ๐To continue reading the story for free, download the app and search ๐๐"Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO". 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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Delighted Reading | 8203 | https://www.facebook.com/100093179042627/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195315 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004055 | 1746634327 | 1634 | page.joyreadings.com | Learn more | VIDEO | Surrogate for Alpha Dom | https://page.joyreadings.com/h5-book-share-custom4.html?lang=en&id=5747&brand=2&app=0&ppid=1637&pid=FBW2A&campaign=%7B%7Bcampaign.id%7D%7D&adset_id=%7B%7Badset.id%7D%7D&ad_id=%7B%7Bad.id%7D%7D&utm_source=FBW2A&utm_medium=%7B%7Bplacement%7D%7D&utm_campaign=%7B%7Bcampaign.id%7D%7D&utm_term=%7B%7Badset.id%7D%7D&utm_content=%7B%7Bad.id%7D%7D&ori_campaign_id=120212193836400036&ori_adset_id=120212193836460036&ori_ad_id=120212193836730036&fbclid=IwY2xjawF5qOpleHRuA2FlbQIxMAABHb63rEI9bEW3bP-ktxm3zpQb939-voSFc3XYQWUxVP_-zrnZM1uEGStGFQ_aem_OTn2JnAIJMG9Px_unxFkxw | 1.111880050411E+14 | The world of read | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462953388_518542064484113_1478140486108119696_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=pMLKA7ntFysQ7kNvgFx7jH-&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ak4gslN21ptSzibq_CMXdjG&oh=00_AYCnjkArKyEAz179Ysd_YsG19bATVgtmN1O_PyFIJAFDEg&oe=6714522B | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | โIโm sorry Ella.โ My physician says gently. โIโm afraid you have very few viable eggs remaining. Frankly, I normally see these numbers in women ten or fifteen years your senior.โ โWhat?โ I murmur, not believing my ears. Iโve been trying to get pregnant for years. Iโm only 30, I should have plenty of eggs left. โIn terms of fertility, you have very little time left.โ She continues. โIf you want to conceive, you need to do so before your next cycle begins.โ โMy next cycle?โ I repeat, my mouth hanging open in shock. I love kids more than anything, and though it might not be everyoneโs ambition, I want nothing more than to be a mother. I have to get home and tell my boyfriend this news, and thereโs not a moment to waste. I make it home in record time, bursting through the door and opening my mouth to call for Mike, but stopping dead in my tracks. As soon as I walk inside I see a pair of high heels and a handbag by the door โ neither of which belong to me. I cock my ears towards the bedroom, and my stomach churns when I hear the unmistakable sound of moaning, accompanied by a steady thump thump thump, as the bed collides with the wall. Worse even than realizing that Mike is clearly in there with another woman, is realizing who heโs with. I know that handbag, and I know those shoes โ they belong to my best friend, Kate. โFuck, Ella is so stupid.โ Mike laughs, โcan you believe she actually expects me to have a baby with her?โ Kate snorts, โsheโs delusional. I donโt know how you put up with her for so long in the first place.โ โIf she wasnโt so beautiful I never would have given her the time of day.โ Mike scoffs. โThankfully daily doses of plan B kept her from ever conceiving.โ โThe morning after pill?โ Kate asks, โhow did you manage to give it to her without her realizing?โ โI put it in her morning coffee.โ Mike chortles, sounding far too proud of himself. My vision goes completely red as everything finally falls into place. Suddenly itโs clear why Iโve never been able to get pregnant, despite having unprotected sex multiple times a week for years. Itโs even clear how I could have the eggs of a 45-year-old, if my despicable partner has been secretly feeding me emergency contraceptives every day โ thereโs no telling what other damage that might have done to my reproductive system. Before I can think better of it, I pull the smoke alarm on the wall, wanting to frighten and punish the pair in the bedroom so fiercely that I fear I might attack them when they emerge. Water immediately sprays down from the sprinkler system mounted to the ceiling as a shrill siren fills the air, and I hear Mike and Kate cry out in surprise. A few moments later they come rushing out of the bedroom, stopping in their tracks when they see me looming in the doorway. Mikeโs eyes go comically wide, โWhat are you doing home so early?โ The snake has the nerve to sound affronted that I surprised him, when heโs the one whoโs been sneaking around behind my back for God knows how long. He seems to realize how suspicious it looks that he and Kate are standing there in their underwear and quickly adds, โKate came to see me so we could plan a surprise for your birthday, but then we spilled coffee all over our clothes so we had to change.โ Fire blazes in my veins, he must truly believe Iโm an idiot if he expects me to buy such a feeble excuse. Itโs a testament to their horrifically low opinion of me that they buy my act, and I vow to get my revenge one way or another. I canโt believe I wasted so many years โ my best years โ on this scumbag. And now he may have cost me my future too. As soon as the thought enters my head, I know I canโt afford to waste another moment on Mike, I have more important things to take care of. I make my excuses and rush across town for the second time that afternoon, running to the comforting arms of my surrogate sister, Cora. Not only did we grow up together in the orphanage, but she became an OBGYN and now works for the most exclusive sperm bank in the city. Iโve never gone to her before because I always imagined Mike and I would eventually conceive the natural way, but that clearly isnโt an option anymore. Even if I could find a man willing to have a baby with me in time, Iโm not eager to trust anyone after Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm going to have to do this on my own, and I know Cora can help me. I donโt have much money, but I have enough savings to pay for the insemination, especially since I basically have one shot and one shot only. When I arrive, all my plans to lay out my situation for Cora clearly and concisely go out the window, because the moment I see my sister I fall to pieces. She hugs and kisses me until my tears subside, slowly extracting the story from me piece by piece. When she hears about Mike and Kate she swears up a storm, but thatโs nothing compared to her reaction when I explain about my fertility. โThat little shit! Iโll kill him!โ She fumes, studying me with a worried expression. โElla, if your doctor was right this means you only have one chance to conceive.โ โI know.โ I sniffle. โAnd if this is going to be my only baby, I donโt want to take any chances. I want the best donor we can find.โ โDonโt you worry about that.โ Cora assures me, โWeโve got donations from actors, models, scientists โ itโs only the creme de la creme here.โ She glances at the door and lowers her voice. โYou didnโt hear it from me, but even Dominic Sinclair sent his samples here for testing.โ โDominic Sinclair? I repeat, โthe billionaire?โ Iโve seen the man around town, but we donโt exactly run in the same circles. He lives in the same neighborhood as my wealthy employer and often says hello to the children I nanny, but heโs always surrounded by bodyguards and is so intimidating I get goosebumps just thinking about him. โOh my god!.โ Cora slaps her hand over her mouth. โI wasnโt supposed to tell you that! I donโt know what I was thinking. Apparently heโs no stranger to fertility issues himself, and he trusted us to handle his swimmers over every other lab in the country. Iโve got his sperm in the other room at this very moment.โ She frets, โBut Ella you canโt tell anyone, you have to promise me.โ โOf course!โ I agree immediately. โI know how important confidentiality is here.โ โThank you,โ Cora breathes. โNow, Iโm going to give you a dossier of our clients so you can pick a donor, and once youโve chosen weโll get you knocked up before you can even blink.โ Itโs not an easy decision, but eventually I choose a handsome surgeon whose photo practically makes me swoon. Cora leaves the room only long enough to prepare the sample, and though she looks a bit flustered when she returns, she quickly and professionally completes the insemination, holding my hand when the procedure is finished. โItโs all take care of now, Ella.โ She promises, โYou can come back in ten days to see if it worked.โ Ten days. I think dazedly. Ten days to decide my entire future. If only Iโd known that by the time those ten days were up, my future would no longer belong to me โ but to Dominic Sinclair himself. Chapter 2 - Be Fired Six days to go. I think, staring at the date circled on my calendar. Six days until I find out if my dreams are finally going to come trueโฆ or if I have to figure out an entirely different plan for my life. Iโve thought about nothing else since Cora inseminated me last week, Iโm so anxious to find out if Iโm pregnant I havenโt even begun to process Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm trying to keep a level head, yet I canโt help but imagine my future with this new baby. Try as I might, I catch myself daydreaming about it constantly. I even find myself humming as I get ready for work in the morning. When I arrive at my employerโs estate in the most exclusive neighborhood in Moon Valley โ which basically makes it the most exclusive neighborhood in the world, since Moon Valley is one of the most expensive cities on the planet โ Iโm immediately greeted by two little voices shouting my name in excitement. โElla!โ The next thing I know, 3-year-old Millie is hugging my legs while her older brother, Jake, wraps his arms around my middle. โGood morning love puddles!โ I exclaim, returning their hugs. โAre you ready for the museum?โ โYeah!โ They cheer, racing out the door without even stopping to put on coats. It takes a bit of wrangling to get them back inside and bundled up for the cold winter day, but before long we set out into the snow. Jake races ahead of Millie and I, impatient to get to the science museum and not seeming to notice that his sisterโs tiny legs simply donโt move that fast. Chuckling, I lift Millie into my arms and settle her on my hip. โGoodness, youโre getting too big for this, munchkin.โ โNuh-uh,โ Millie grins, โYouโre justs too little.โ She might have a point. At five foot one, I donโt exactly have the kind of build suited to heavy lifting. Iโm in great shape, but Iโve never been particularly strong. โSmarty pants.โ I tease, laughing with the little girl. When I look back towards Jake, I realize heโs stopped a few feet ahead of us. My heart skips a beat when I realize why. Weโre in front of the Sinclair mansion, and its owner is currently standing in the middle of the sidewalk, his gaze searing me like a firebrand as I approach with Millie. Dominic Sinclair is just about the most handsome man Iโve ever seen, but heโs also one of the most terrifying. With dark hair and piercing green eyes, chiseled features and a body so muscular I could swoon, it doesnโt seem fair he gets to look so good and also be so rich. If I didnโt know better I might think it was his wealth or imposing height that makes him so intimidating, after all heโs at least six foot four, which means he towers over me and everyone else around him. However itโs neither of those things, thereโs simply an indefinable quality about the man that I canโt put my finger on, one which screams danger. He gives off this energy thatโs so raw and animalistic one forgets thereโs anyone else in the room. Taking a steadying breath, I close the distance between us so Millie can say hello. When she greets him, Dominic drags his attention from me and offers her a smile so genuine that it tugs at my heartstrings. As I watch him talk to my two young charges, I remember what Cora told me about his infertility struggles. He clearly loves children, and I feel a wave of empathy for him. If anyone knows what itโs like to yearn for a family of their own, itโs me. Jake is currently showing Dominic his new toy airplane, pulling the matchbox model from his pocket and demonstrating how far it can fly. With a great heave, he sends the toy gliding through the air, only to land in the middle of the street. Before any of us can say a word, Jake races after it, right into the busy road. Click to READ more๐๐Title๏ผSurrogate for Alpha Dom | The world of read | 7881 | https://www.facebook.com/100085037466263/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. 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| 2195664 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004061 | 1746634327 | 1634 | www.novel-oasis.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐ฅClick to Read more about๐<Alpha Simon and His Rejected Luna>๐ | https://www.novel-oasis.com/share/middle/43brvkixmxyhurl30kt14ev2?ad_id={{ad.id}}&sid=120213734288230085&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 1.0835822237064E+14 | LeReader-brilliant Novel | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462905393_451681314034665_17531418296959890_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_oCIYCVBofsQ7kNvgHt9vNX&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ANym_FZgKjykSbpK-gL68ow&oh=00_AYDVt0kKbiCExY9Drri01BPgsPxPOzIWi-TLPSizex8COg&oe=671439CF | REGULAR_PAGE | 0 | 0 | ๐๐๐"I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot. Athena, who never expected him to do something like this, fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. ------------------ It was the second week since Athena's father died. Martyred in the rogue attack on the pack two weeks ago, her dad, the Gama of the pack, was one of the warriors who lost their lives in the brutal fight. Athena's mother died giving birth to her, and now her father was gone, too. After having lost both of her guardians and no direct relative to take care of her, she was devastated. To survive alone, she had to carry a facade. A facade of being strong and independent. Seeing her cold and aloof, glaring at everyone most of the time, everyone started maintaining their distance from her. Except for two people. Alpha's son, Cole, her lover, and her bully, the future Beta, Jake. Cole and she were a perfect match made in heaven, or thatโs what Athena thought. Having been crushing on her best friend since childhood, she knew he was the best guy for her. After her parents' death, he was her only love and hope in life. Though she didnโt want to ruin her friendship with him over brief fantasies, she knew something was there between them. Even her wolf, Celine, agreed with her. Cole had hinted to her he liked her, and she wanted to be the one by his side for the rest of her life, but the only thing stopping them was the mate bond. They didn't know if they were each other's mates. A mate bond was considered the most sacred bond in their country, unlike others where chosen mates were allowed. Cole's eighteenth birthday has already passed, and since he didnโt mention finding his mate, she was now more sure that she was his mate. Though he has said nothing about her being his mate, maybe, it was because he didn't want to burden her uselessly. She has noticed how Cole gets jealous and possessive of her even after his birthday. That gaze he throws at her all the time can't be mistaken for a friendship gaze. Athena smiled at the mere imagination of being loved by Cole. The wait was for only a year more till she'll find out Cole is her mate. Once her wolf howls in approval for Cole's wolf, she knows they will complete the mating ceremony on the same day, and Cole will give her the best he always promised her. Smiling at the thoughts clouding her mind after attending to her father's grave and telling him everything about how she has been trying her best to live her life happily, Athena decided to stop by Cole's family farmhouse to relax. Cole had given her the keys to this farmhouse because his parents were never here, and he wanted her to use this place whenever she wanted to run away from people. At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. If it would've been any other time, Athena would've snapped at him for even touching her, let alone holding her hand like this, but right now, she didn't even bother to look at who was pulling her. The image of Cole banging Bianca on that couch was spinning in her head like a never-ending movie roll. Until now, her body and mind didn't even want to believe what she saw. | 0 | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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When she saw him with his first love in bed, she signed the divorce papers in desperation and left bitterly. ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. 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When she saw him with his first love in bed, she signed the divorce papers in desperation and left bitterly. ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &2& | Good Story | 225 | https://www.facebook.com/100090635329790/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot. Athena, who never expected him to do something like this, fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. Chapter-1 Fiery Passion It was the second week since Athena's father died. Martyred in the rogue attack on the pack two weeks ago, her dad, the Gama of the pack, was one of the warriors who lost their lives in the brutal fight. Athena's mother died giving birth to her, and now her father was gone, too. After having lost both of her guardians and no direct relative to take care of her, she was devastated. To survive alone, she had to carry a facade. A facade of being strong and independent. Seeing her cold and aloof, glaring at everyone most of the time, everyone started maintaining their distance from her. Except for two people. Alpha's son, Cole, her lover, and her bully, the future Beta, Jake. Cole and she were a perfect match made in heaven, or thatโs what Athena thought. Having been crushing on her best friend since childhood, she knew he was the best guy for her. After her parents' death, he was her only love and hope in life. Though she didnโt want to ruin her friendship with him over brief fantasies, she knew something was there between them. Even her wolf, Celine, agreed with her. Cole had hinted to her he liked her, and she wanted to be the one by his side for the rest of her life, but the only thing stopping them was the mate bond. They didn't know if they were each other's mates. A mate bond was considered the most sacred bond in their country, unlike others where chosen mates were allowed. Cole's eighteenth birthday has already passed, and since he didnโt mention finding his mate, she was now more sure that she was his mate. Though he has said nothing about her being his mate, maybe, it was because he didn't want to burden her uselessly. She has noticed how Cole gets jealous and possessive of her even after his birthday. That gaze he throws at her all the time can't be mistaken for a friendship gaze. Athena smiled at the mere imagination of being loved by Cole. The wait was for only a year more till she'll find out Cole is her mate. Once her wolf howls in approval for Cole's wolf, she knows they will complete the mating ceremony on the same day, and Cole will give her the best he always promised her. Smiling at the thoughts clouding her mind after attending to her father's grave and telling him everything about how she has been trying her best to live her life happily, Athena decided to stop by Cole's family farmhouse to relax. Cole had given her the keys to this farmhouse because his parents were never here, and he wanted her to use this place whenever she wanted to run away from people. At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. If it would've been any other time, Athena would've snapped at him for even touching her, let alone holding her hand like this, but right now, she didn't even bother to look at who was pulling her. The image of Cole banging Bianca on that couch was spinning in her head like a never-ending movie roll. Until now, her body and mind didn't even want to believe what she saw. Chapter-2 A chosen rejection "What the heck do you think you were doing sitting there like a fool? Do you have no self-esteem?" Jake growled, his growl attracting the attention of everyone in the pack as they stopped their work to look towards the forest. Jake was the beta's son and was about to take the position of the beta after his father. Not to mention how his mother was an alpha. Thus, the power in his voice was no joke. "Have you gone deaf? Answer me! What were you waiting for? For Cole to finish up so he could give you an explanation of what was going on? Do you think it was the situation that has some explanation in the first place?" Jake seethed with anger, and Athena looked at him with torn eyes. "There has to be. Cole can't do something like that to me. He didn't say he found his mate, either. Why would he think of hiding something like this from me? I always supported him with every decision. Maybe Bianca made the move on him." Athenaโs mind was going in denial, and Jake could sense it. "Athena Matthew! Come to your senses, will you? Do you think what you saw in that house was some script? Cole, your best friend, was -" Jake stopped mid-sentence when he saw her glassy eyes. It was clear. No matter what Athena told herself to cooperate with the truth, her mind and heart already knew what had happened. Her trembling form was proof of it. "Tell your wolf to take over and help you, Athena. Please, I know I haven't been the best support for you, but listen to me just this once. This is the only way you can get over your emotions right now, or I am afraid -" Jake didn't complete his words. He held her arms tightly, gritting his teeth when her body didn't stop shaking. "It hurts so much," For the first time, Athena whimpered since her fatherโs death, and Jake hugged her from behind. "It will be over. Shhh... Let go of it. Nothing severe happened. It was good he wasn't your mate, and you didn't consummate your love and affection by marking each other, no?" Jake tried to pacify Athena. Honestly, this was the first time she was letting him hug her like this after their childhood, and if it had been any other opportunity, he would've rejoiced for getting his friend back, but not today. "What happened, Jake? Are you bullying her again?โ Cole's mother, the ex-luna of the pack looked at Athena with sympathy as she came up. "Why can't you leave her alone? She has already suffered so much." At her words, Jake scoffed. "Are you sure I am the one bullying her? Why don't you ask that of your son, who is banging her friend?" Jake growled, and though he knew he was disrespecting the ex-luna, he cared little. As if having sensed the commotion, Cole came out after a while, walking towards the center of the pack. "What's going on here?" Cole asked, his gaze shifting and darkening when he saw Jake hugging Athena while she looked weak and sad. "Son, what is happening? Why is Jake saying you hurt Athena?" Cole's mother asked, and Cole paused. There is no way she saw everything just now, did she? But if that was the case, why did they not hear anything? Was he so lost in his moment of pleasure? "I am sure she is sad because she visited her father's grave. Leave her alone, Jake," Cole said coldly, but Jake didn't back down. "You are trying to say you weren't in that farmhouse banging Bianca a few moments ago? Because that's exactly what she saw," Jake said, and Cole's eyes widened ever so slightly. "Is Bianca your mate, Cole?" Athena whispered, finally finding the courage to address the elephant in the room. If Bianca was his mate, she was ready to forgive him. She knows a mate bond is sacred and can't be fought, but she won't forgive him for keeping things from her and making her look like a fool in front of everyone. "She isn't," Cole sighed before he looked at everyone, clenching his jaws. โIf she isnโt your mate, then -โ Athena didnโt complete her sentence, her heart aching again. There was no pressure of mate bond. It was all his doing. It hurt even more. "I indeed found my mate on my birthday," Cole said, "You are my mate." Cole confessed after a dragging silence, and it felt like another bucket of ice was poured over her head. It didn't make sense to her. She was Coleโs mate? Then what the hell was he doing banging some other girl? What was going on inside his head? Why didnโt he tell her? Cole's words not only shocked Jake and Athena but everyone in the pack. "What did you say?" Jake was the one to ask. "She is my mate, but I don't - it's complicated, okay?" Cole tried to reason as he walked towards her. Raising his hand, he was about to cup her cheeks to pacify her when Athena gave him a tight slap, making his head whip to the side as he stood there in shock while everyone gasped. Her wolf was howling in pain inside her. She was howling so loud that Athena was scared if she continued this, she might lose her voice. 'It is painful. How could he do this to us? Why did his wolf allow it in the first place? It was our place. We were supposed to be there with him. How could he -' Celine wailed and howled, and Athena's heart broke even more. "I was sad and angry because I thought my best friend betrayed me and didn't tell me something so important. I thought the person I loved my whole life couldn't find it in him to tell me the truth about his feelings, but you were my mate? All this love I felt for you, this unending attraction, was because you were my mate, and you knew all about it but chose to stay quiet. How dare you, Cole?!" Athena growled, and Cole massaged his jaws before sighing. "We will talk about this at home, okay? Let's not create a useless ruckus here. Let go of her, Jake," Cole said the last sentence authoritatively. "Why at home? I want everyone to know the truth. Why were you banging with her? If it was just about this physical part, you knew I was just waiting for us to recognize each other as mates, and nothing would've stopped us from mating, so what -" Athena paused before looking at Cole in disbelief. If it had been anyone else, it would've become hard to believe. But Athena knew Cole all too well. Bianca moved into the pack five months ago. Who was Bianca? She was the other pack's alpha's illegitimate daughter. She had alpha blood running in her veins. And despite her legitimacy, she would still be called an Alpha's daughter. When it comes to comparing the two of them, Athena was no match for her. Is this why Cole chose her? "It's because of power," Athena answered her own question, and Cole stopped pretending like the good guy. "You are right. It's because of power. I want her to be my Luna, and she is equally interested. So I don't see why I should be paired with a Gama, who does nothing but cry on her sadness," Cole scoffed before turning around. "When Jake bullies you, someone said something to you, you remember your father, or you broke something, all you do is cry, and it gets on my nerves. I can't have a weakling like you as my Luna. But I respected our friendship, and that's why I didn't tell you all this keeping your situation in mind," Cole said, and even though Jake didn't particularly like this guy because of his behavior, he couldn't believe his Alpha was saying something like this. "When the moon goddess pairs two people, she doesn't do it so that they could become the most powerful couple of all time. She does that because those two people are supposed to complete each other," Jake reasoned, and Cole chuckled. "Well, I am sorry, but I can't take such a wuss as my mate. I am not banishing her from the pack, and she can live here for free, even enjoy my affection from time to time, but that's the most I can do for her," Cole's attitude was dripping from his words. It was clear to everyone. He was pitying Athena. "I have already chosen my Luna. It's Bianca Howl," Cole smiled at Bianca, who came over to him and kissed him in front of everyone, and if that was the last string of thread that needed to break, it did. Wiping her eyes and cheeks furiously to stop the tears that were becoming the reason for her miseries, Athena looked at Cole before taking a deep breath. "You made your decision about choosing your Luna. I will decide whether to stay and see this dirt. You not only shamed the scared mate bond, our pure friendship, my love towards you, but also the moon goddess," Athena's eyes turned a shade darker, and her tears started looking like they were tears of blood dripping down her cheeks. "You want to leave the pack? You don't like my pity and sympathy? It's okay. You can leave whenever you want. This pack doesn't need ungrateful cowards like you anyway," Cole smirked. "I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my duly mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot, and she, who never expected him to do something like this fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" she screamed, throwing her head back when her body felt like it was lit on fire. Jake looked at the scene in front of him in horror as Athena curled in a cocoon shape while ear-piercing screams left her mouth, making his heart tremble for her. It was as if rejecting the mate bond wasn't enough, he had to strip her of the pack bond too. Jake knew Cole was an ungrateful brat, but he had never imagined that he would be this bad. He took away her only link to her parents. Now that she is a rogue, she won't be allowed in the pack. Athena's tears flew out of her eyes uncontrollably. Everyone who saw her felt bad for her at the moment. Though they understood their Alpha's decision and were okay with it, maybe he was a bit too much in taking away her home too. The ex-luna of the pack stood there in shock as she never thought her son would do something like this to someone. It was as if he was a whole new person right now. "Cole -" She started, but Cole glared at her, and she bowed her head, not saying anything. The pain would continue to last for around 24 hours till the bond breaks slowly, and she becomes a rogue. And with that pain, she will have to pack whatever belongings she wants before leaving the pack. "Athena, stand up. These people don't deserve to see you like this," Jake helped her up before he supported her and started walking her back to her house. Cole, who saw this scene, gritted his teeth in annoyance. He had known all about Jake's care and affection for Athena all this while she used to get bullied. As a man, he could read what was going on in another man's heart, and he knew Jake bullied her because he wanted her attention on himself. And seeing how Jake was jumping on the opportunity, Cole clenched his fist. "Leave her alone, Jake. She is a rogue now. I am sure you wouldn't want to lose your place in the pack for helping a rogue, would you?" Cole scoffed, and he thought Jake would leave Athena's hands, but to his shock, he tightened his grip on her hands even more. "That won't be a problem. I don't want to live in a pack run by a power-hungry, backstabbing brat either. I am sure our previous Alpha Samuel would be ashamed of his son right now, just like your mother, who can't even look at you," Jake scoffed before looking at everyone, shaking his head at the people who were just standing and enjoying the show. "What did you threaten me with? Leave the pack, right? I, Jake Hunter, reject the pack bond of White moon pack, and hereby declare myself as a rogue," Jake said, and Athena, who was barely controlling her pain, widened her eyes as she turned to look at the guy. | A love story book | 25 | https://www.facebook.com/61550127762728/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195662 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004061 | 1746634327 | 1634 | www.novel-oasis.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐ฅClick to Read more about๐<Alpha Simon and His Rejected Luna>๐ | https://www.novel-oasis.com/share/middle/43brvkixmxyhurl30kt14ev2?ad_id={{ad.id}}&sid=120213734288460085&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 1.0835822237064E+14 | LeReader-brilliant Novel | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462937530_1909613919539960_8968098838019157967_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_KuupL05m-AQ7kNvgGVuOIg&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ANym_FZgKjykSbpK-gL68ow&oh=00_AYD4PcC_n7JYJfU5TKk9o139dSCl2rAh2a6ZUa8fN_IeEg&oe=67146533 | REGULAR_PAGE | 0 | 0 | ๐๐๐"I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot. Athena, who never expected him to do something like this, fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. ------------------ It was the second week since Athena's father died. Martyred in the rogue attack on the pack two weeks ago, her dad, the Gama of the pack, was one of the warriors who lost their lives in the brutal fight. Athena's mother died giving birth to her, and now her father was gone, too. After having lost both of her guardians and no direct relative to take care of her, she was devastated. To survive alone, she had to carry a facade. A facade of being strong and independent. Seeing her cold and aloof, glaring at everyone most of the time, everyone started maintaining their distance from her. Except for two people. Alpha's son, Cole, her lover, and her bully, the future Beta, Jake. Cole and she were a perfect match made in heaven, or thatโs what Athena thought. Having been crushing on her best friend since childhood, she knew he was the best guy for her. After her parents' death, he was her only love and hope in life. Though she didnโt want to ruin her friendship with him over brief fantasies, she knew something was there between them. Even her wolf, Celine, agreed with her. Cole had hinted to her he liked her, and she wanted to be the one by his side for the rest of her life, but the only thing stopping them was the mate bond. They didn't know if they were each other's mates. A mate bond was considered the most sacred bond in their country, unlike others where chosen mates were allowed. Cole's eighteenth birthday has already passed, and since he didnโt mention finding his mate, she was now more sure that she was his mate. Though he has said nothing about her being his mate, maybe, it was because he didn't want to burden her uselessly. She has noticed how Cole gets jealous and possessive of her even after his birthday. That gaze he throws at her all the time can't be mistaken for a friendship gaze. Athena smiled at the mere imagination of being loved by Cole. The wait was for only a year more till she'll find out Cole is her mate. Once her wolf howls in approval for Cole's wolf, she knows they will complete the mating ceremony on the same day, and Cole will give her the best he always promised her. Smiling at the thoughts clouding her mind after attending to her father's grave and telling him everything about how she has been trying her best to live her life happily, Athena decided to stop by Cole's family farmhouse to relax. Cole had given her the keys to this farmhouse because his parents were never here, and he wanted her to use this place whenever she wanted to run away from people. At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. If it would've been any other time, Athena would've snapped at him for even touching her, let alone holding her hand like this, but right now, she didn't even bother to look at who was pulling her. The image of Cole banging Bianca on that couch was spinning in her head like a never-ending movie roll. Until now, her body and mind didn't even want to believe what she saw. | 0 | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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| 2195865 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004065 | 1746634327 | 1634 | kaurichiropractic.janeapp.com | Book now | IMAGE | Book Online at Kauri Chiropractic | Dr. Daxon loves helping people and communities live their lives at their fullest through neurologically based Chiropractic care. His first introduction to Chiropractic was when he was 4 months old and he hasnโt looked back since. Growing up, he had a unique view on health and healing. When discern... | https://kaurichiropractic.janeapp.com/ | 4.2595886448828E+14 | Kauri Chiropractic | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463052257_3925191241099103_5508771408600101749_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=jGGwfDgJEScQ7kNvgE6M7U6&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AXA1RrPFwekGOQzJbCoYA_u&oh=00_AYCDUzG994cM6Pa0WbgfZFGEZFQxselWFp6r9G_lzJYcuw&oe=67146D10 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Starting off with a simple take on fetal development - we know that things develop over 3 main phases or layers. The first layer is to develop the nervous system and brain. The second will be major organs like the digestive system and lungs, and the third will be the heart, blood system, muscles, and skeleton. This shows us the key point that optimal development of the nervous system is vitally important for the development of everything else downstream. And, if the nervous system is thrown off track early during sensitive developmental periods then all sorts of health challenges can develop over a child or adults lifetime. The Autonomic Nervous System develops as early as week 3-4! Some really amazing things happen! Weeks 4-8: Cranial Nerves form Week 6: First Parasympathetic Ganglia laying the foundation for social development Week 10: Sympathetic trunks & Enteric NS innervation complete Week 11: Spinal reflexes, brainstem is ON! Week 13: The growing baby is more susceptible to maternal and environmental factors Week 17: Cerebellum forms Week 26: VAGUS NERVE myelination Week 32: left & Right brain sync together Week 40: Vagus and Cholinergic Anti-Inflammatory Pathway (CAP) Function before & after birth ANS and Vagus Nerve development is essential for the development of overall regulation and essential life functions like regulating vital bodily functions, providing oxygen and nutrients supply, temperature regulation, digestive processes, stress responses, neurological functioning (reflexes and sensory responses), neural connections, behavioral and emotional regulation, and immune function. The vagus nerve is one of the longest, most intricate, and most important nerves in the entire body. It originates from the brainstem and makes it way down into the thorax to regulate and control vital functions like breathing, heart rate, and digestion. What makes it unique is its primarily parasympathetic function (rest & digest) - meaning it's essential in helping our nervous system slow down, relax, regulate, focus, sleep, and heal. 75% of nerve tissue in your parasympathetic nervous system is the Vagus Nerve! It is thus important to recognize how the Vagus Nerve can play a role in nearly every single aspect of pediatric and adult health. What is incredibly amazing is that neurologically focused Chiropractic care improves the Vagus nerve function and stimulates the body's parasympathetic response. Our INSIGHT scans examine your nervous systems state of health and our Chiropractors work hard to remove dysfunction and tension in your nervous system. Helping you regulate and heal better โค๏ธ Dr. Aaron is a PX DOC (pxdocs.com) and would love to care for you whether it be for prenatal, pediatric, or adult health needs. Book online at kaurichiropractic.janeapp.com | Kauri Chiropractic | 1690 | https://www.facebook.com/kaurichiropractic/ | 0 | BOOK_TRAVEL | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195872 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004065 | 1746634327 | 1634 | website.metronovel.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐Click to read the full novel๐๐ | https://website.metronovel.com/share/middle/hh5zpz0t5rlypkrrvgssqdu0?campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 1.1611272824834E+14 | A love story book | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462746464_8570313829751576_2435228943249365814_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=z6rrJU0YbpIQ7kNvgHOp_Qi&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AXA1RrPFwekGOQzJbCoYA_u&oh=00_AYBHOYre9ymrTJ2TLPfPN6MU1cQph9s-y8gBgehhHIdmRw&oe=67144BB7 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | ๐๐๐"I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. 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She has noticed how Cole gets jealous and possessive of her even after his birthday. That gaze he throws at her all the time can't be mistaken for a friendship gaze. Athena smiled at the mere imagination of being loved by Cole. The wait was for only a year more till she'll find out Cole is her mate. Once her wolf howls in approval for Cole's wolf, she knows they will complete the mating ceremony on the same day, and Cole will give her the best he always promised her. Smiling at the thoughts clouding her mind after attending to her father's grave and telling him everything about how she has been trying her best to live her life happily, Athena decided to stop by Cole's family farmhouse to relax. Cole had given her the keys to this farmhouse because his parents were never here, and he wanted her to use this place whenever she wanted to run away from people. At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. If it would've been any other time, Athena would've snapped at him for even touching her, let alone holding her hand like this, but right now, she didn't even bother to look at who was pulling her. The image of Cole banging Bianca on that couch was spinning in her head like a never-ending movie roll. Until now, her body and mind didn't even want to believe what she saw. Chapter-2 A chosen rejection "What the heck do you think you were doing sitting there like a fool? Do you have no self-esteem?" Jake growled, his growl attracting the attention of everyone in the pack as they stopped their work to look towards the forest. Jake was the beta's son and was about to take the position of the beta after his father. Not to mention how his mother was an alpha. Thus, the power in his voice was no joke. "Have you gone deaf? Answer me! What were you waiting for? For Cole to finish up so he could give you an explanation of what was going on? Do you think it was the situation that has some explanation in the first place?" Jake seethed with anger, and Athena looked at him with torn eyes. "There has to be. Cole can't do something like that to me. He didn't say he found his mate, either. Why would he think of hiding something like this from me? I always supported him with every decision. Maybe Bianca made the move on him." Athenaโs mind was going in denial, and Jake could sense it. "Athena Matthew! Come to your senses, will you? Do you think what you saw in that house was some script? Cole, your best friend, was -" Jake stopped mid-sentence when he saw her glassy eyes. It was clear. No matter what Athena told herself to cooperate with the truth, her mind and heart already knew what had happened. Her trembling form was proof of it. "Tell your wolf to take over and help you, Athena. Please, I know I haven't been the best support for you, but listen to me just this once. This is the only way you can get over your emotions right now, or I am afraid -" Jake didn't complete his words. He held her arms tightly, gritting his teeth when her body didn't stop shaking. "It hurts so much," For the first time, Athena whimpered since her fatherโs death, and Jake hugged her from behind. "It will be over. Shhh... Let go of it. Nothing severe happened. It was good he wasn't your mate, and you didn't consummate your love and affection by marking each other, no?" Jake tried to pacify Athena. Honestly, this was the first time she was letting him hug her like this after their childhood, and if it had been any other opportunity, he would've rejoiced for getting his friend back, but not today. "What happened, Jake? Are you bullying her again?โ Cole's mother, the ex-luna of the pack looked at Athena with sympathy as she came up. "Why can't you leave her alone? She has already suffered so much." At her words, Jake scoffed. "Are you sure I am the one bullying her? Why don't you ask that of your son, who is banging her friend?" Jake growled, and though he knew he was disrespecting the ex-luna, he cared little. As if having sensed the commotion, Cole came out after a while, walking towards the center of the pack. "What's going on here?" Cole asked, his gaze shifting and darkening when he saw Jake hugging Athena while she looked weak and sad. "Son, what is happening? Why is Jake saying you hurt Athena?" Cole's mother asked, and Cole paused. There is no way she saw everything just now, did she? But if that was the case, why did they not hear anything? Was he so lost in his moment of pleasure? "I am sure she is sad because she visited her father's grave. Leave her alone, Jake," Cole said coldly, but Jake didn't back down. "You are trying to say you weren't in that farmhouse banging Bianca a few moments ago? Because that's exactly what she saw," Jake said, and Cole's eyes widened ever so slightly. "Is Bianca your mate, Cole?" Athena whispered, finally finding the courage to address the elephant in the room. If Bianca was his mate, she was ready to forgive him. She knows a mate bond is sacred and can't be fought, but she won't forgive him for keeping things from her and making her look like a fool in front of everyone. "She isn't," Cole sighed before he looked at everyone, clenching his jaws. โIf she isnโt your mate, then -โ Athena didnโt complete her sentence, her heart aching again. There was no pressure of mate bond. It was all his doing. It hurt even more. "I indeed found my mate on my birthday," Cole said, "You are my mate." Cole confessed after a dragging silence, and it felt like another bucket of ice was poured over her head. It didn't make sense to her. She was Coleโs mate? Then what the hell was he doing banging some other girl? What was going on inside his head? Why didnโt he tell her? Cole's words not only shocked Jake and Athena but everyone in the pack. "What did you say?" Jake was the one to ask. "She is my mate, but I don't - it's complicated, okay?" Cole tried to reason as he walked towards her. Raising his hand, he was about to cup her cheeks to pacify her when Athena gave him a tight slap, making his head whip to the side as he stood there in shock while everyone gasped. Her wolf was howling in pain inside her. She was howling so loud that Athena was scared if she continued this, she might lose her voice. 'It is painful. How could he do this to us? Why did his wolf allow it in the first place? It was our place. We were supposed to be there with him. How could he -' Celine wailed and howled, and Athena's heart broke even more. "I was sad and angry because I thought my best friend betrayed me and didn't tell me something so important. I thought the person I loved my whole life couldn't find it in him to tell me the truth about his feelings, but you were my mate? All this love I felt for you, this unending attraction, was because you were my mate, and you knew all about it but chose to stay quiet. How dare you, Cole?!" Athena growled, and Cole massaged his jaws before sighing. "We will talk about this at home, okay? Let's not create a useless ruckus here. Let go of her, Jake," Cole said the last sentence authoritatively. "Why at home? I want everyone to know the truth. Why were you banging with her? If it was just about this physical part, you knew I was just waiting for us to recognize each other as mates, and nothing would've stopped us from mating, so what -" Athena paused before looking at Cole in disbelief. If it had been anyone else, it would've become hard to believe. But Athena knew Cole all too well. Bianca moved into the pack five months ago. Who was Bianca? She was the other pack's alpha's illegitimate daughter. She had alpha blood running in her veins. And despite her legitimacy, she would still be called an Alpha's daughter. When it comes to comparing the two of them, Athena was no match for her. Is this why Cole chose her? "It's because of power," Athena answered her own question, and Cole stopped pretending like the good guy. "You are right. It's because of power. I want her to be my Luna, and she is equally interested. So I don't see why I should be paired with a Gama, who does nothing but cry on her sadness," Cole scoffed before turning around. "When Jake bullies you, someone said something to you, you remember your father, or you broke something, all you do is cry, and it gets on my nerves. I can't have a weakling like you as my Luna. But I respected our friendship, and that's why I didn't tell you all this keeping your situation in mind," Cole said, and even though Jake didn't particularly like this guy because of his behavior, he couldn't believe his Alpha was saying something like this. "When the moon goddess pairs two people, she doesn't do it so that they could become the most powerful couple of all time. She does that because those two people are supposed to complete each other," Jake reasoned, and Cole chuckled. "Well, I am sorry, but I can't take such a wuss as my mate. I am not banishing her from the pack, and she can live here for free, even enjoy my affection from time to time, but that's the most I can do for her," Cole's attitude was dripping from his words. It was clear to everyone. He was pitying Athena. "I have already chosen my Luna. It's Bianca Howl," Cole smiled at Bianca, who came over to him and kissed him in front of everyone, and if that was the last string of thread that needed to break, it did. Wiping her eyes and cheeks furiously to stop the tears that were becoming the reason for her miseries, Athena looked at Cole before taking a deep breath. "You made your decision about choosing your Luna. I will decide whether to stay and see this dirt. You not only shamed the scared mate bond, our pure friendship, my love towards you, but also the moon goddess," Athena's eyes turned a shade darker, and her tears started looking like they were tears of blood dripping down her cheeks. "You want to leave the pack? You don't like my pity and sympathy? It's okay. You can leave whenever you want. This pack doesn't need ungrateful cowards like you anyway," Cole smirked. "I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my duly mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot, and she, who never expected him to do something like this fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" she screamed, throwing her head back when her body felt like it was lit on fire. Jake looked at the scene in front of him in horror as Athena curled in a cocoon shape while ear-piercing screams left her mouth, making his heart tremble for her. It was as if rejecting the mate bond wasn't enough, he had to strip her of the pack bond too. Jake knew Cole was an ungrateful brat, but he had never imagined that he would be this bad. He took away her only link to her parents. Now that she is a rogue, she won't be allowed in the pack. Athena's tears flew out of her eyes uncontrollably. Everyone who saw her felt bad for her at the moment. Though they understood their Alpha's decision and were okay with it, maybe he was a bit too much in taking away her home too. The ex-luna of the pack stood there in shock as she never thought her son would do something like this to someone. It was as if he was a whole new person right now. "Cole -" She started, but Cole glared at her, and she bowed her head, not saying anything. The pain would continue to last for around 24 hours till the bond breaks slowly, and she becomes a rogue. And with that pain, she will have to pack whatever belongings she wants before leaving the pack. "Athena, stand up. These people don't deserve to see you like this," Jake helped her up before he supported her and started walking her back to her house. Cole, who saw this scene, gritted his teeth in annoyance. He had known all about Jake's care and affection for Athena all this while she used to get bullied. As a man, he could read what was going on in another man's heart, and he knew Jake bullied her because he wanted her attention on himself. And seeing how Jake was jumping on the opportunity, Cole clenched his fist. "Leave her alone, Jake. She is a rogue now. I am sure you wouldn't want to lose your place in the pack for helping a rogue, would you?" Cole scoffed, and he thought Jake would leave Athena's hands, but to his shock, he tightened his grip on her hands even more. "That won't be a problem. I don't want to live in a pack run by a power-hungry, backstabbing brat either. I am sure our previous Alpha Samuel would be ashamed of his son right now, just like your mother, who can't even look at you," Jake scoffed before looking at everyone, shaking his head at the people who were just standing and enjoying the show. "What did you threaten me with? Leave the pack, right? I, Jake Hunter, reject the pack bond of White moon pack, and hereby declare myself as a rogue," Jake said, and Athena, who was barely controlling her pain, widened her eyes as she turned to look at the guy. | A love story book | 25 | https://www.facebook.com/61550127762728/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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To have quiet time where I could pretend like my life was normal. Or I could pretend that I wasnโt always so sad and hurting all of the time. I sat on my window sill and watched as the world outside came to life. It was beautiful. The birds and animals outside looked free and happy. Even the flowers bloomed with bright colors and looked careless as they blew in the breeze. I envied them greatly. More than anything I longed to be free. To have any moment feeling so careless and happy. I finally got off the ledge when the alarm on my phone rang softly on my nightstand. I grabbed a rubber band from my dresser and threw my long hair up in a tight ponytail. I grabbed my sweater and backpack before heading out. I was going to be late if I didnโt get out to the kitchen soon. There would be hell to pay for that. The regular interactions I encountered with the Luna and my four adoptive brothers were torture enough. I didnโt need to go making things worse for myself. I was not a glutton for punishment. As I moved through the halls, I couldnโt believe it had almost been five years since I had been brought here. I was, of course, extremely grateful to my adoptive father, Alpha Angus, but in a lot of ways it was almost easier growing up on the streets and shifting between foster homes. I was brought to this castle in hopes that I would join the family and be accepted here but my adoptive mother and brothers made it clear that was never going to happen. I always had bullies and tough people on the streets and in foster homes. At least there I felt more equipped to defend myself. Hereโฆ well, how could I fight back against the Luna of a pack? Much less her four sons. Jane and Myraโthe hired cooking staffโwere already working in the kitchen, getting things ready and prepared. It already smelt delicious. I could see the crockpot was already started for dinner. My stomach growled. โGood morning, ladies. How are we doing today?โ I asked, grabbing my apron and tying it on. My voice was flat and low. I had no need to pretend with them. They both understood how difficult things could be in this house. Both of them exchanged a strange look before smiling awkwardly back at me. I felt a knot build up in my stomach. โWhat is it?โ โThe boys have requested breakfast burritos againโฆโ Jane answered. I sighed and rolled my eyes. Creating meals for my adoptive brothers had always been the worst. They delighted in making extremely complicated orders and insisted I remake things when they werenโt quite โperfectโ enough. Often I would make something and they would try to gaslight me by insisting that was not what they had ordered. Who was I to question them? Insulting my cooking was a regular and they would all question how such a โfatโ person could be so bad at making food. If I paid any attention to their bullying I would have several complexes about myself. โLet me hear it,โ I said with a dramatic sigh. I leaned against the counter and closed my eyes to listen. This was always the worst part. I knew Myra and Jane felt sympathetic but it didnโt help. Myra gave me an apologetic glance and began to read off the orders from the kitchen iPad. She rambled through the ridiculous concoctions the boys came up with and I let out a scoff with a dramatic eye roll more than once. I should be used to this by now but every day they still manage to get on every nerve that I had. โWell, they are creative, Iโll give them that,โ I sneered. Both my friends chuckled as we started. โAnd hot. They might be the hottest guys Iโve ever hated,โ Jane teased. We all laughed again. Jane was correct in saying that they were attractive. All of them were stunning and couldโve been models. Which almost made it that much worse. I would be lying if I said I hadnโt thought about each of them at some point or another. But their awful treatment toward me erased the stars as soon as they came into my mind. We cooked and prepared until things were ready. Jane and I headed out to the living room where the boys were waiting. Zek, the eldest and most intellectual, was sitting in his usual spot reading some obnoxiously complicated textbook. Dylan was sprawled out on the loveseat reviewing texts and matches from random bimbos on the Internet. I choke back vomit. Lionel and Ger were arguing and cussing at each other while playing a violent and childish video game. I expected nothing less. These four boys had a knack for acting like they ruled the world. And in some ways they did. They were spoiled and arrogant. They were never given any ounce of responsibility, and yet someday they would be responsible for the entire pack. The thought was unsettling, to say the least. We wordlessly placed their burritos down. I hoped to leave before any of them had a chance to comment. I had almost made it out of the room when Ger called back after me. His voice startled me and for a moment stopped me in my tracks. โGoodness, Rhea, how many of the ingredients did you sample before filling these burritos? Or are you just stuffing shit straight into your pants now? Look at the ass jiggle!โ he called out with a giggle. His brothers laughed as well, calling me โfat assโ and โbubbler buttโ. I rolled my eyes and headed to the kitchen. I did not have a lot of experience hanging out with other girls or knowing what was considered โattractiveโ. I knew well enough to know that I couldnโt trust the boys were always telling me the truth. They delighted in making me feel terrible. But still, their comments often stuck with me and I hated that. There was always a little voice in the back of my mind wondering if I truly was fat and ugly. I thought thatโd be the end of it. I only had about 15 minutes before it was time for school. I tried to forget about what the boys had said, I tried to think about school or anything else. I sat at the little kitchen table and started eating my own food. But I was quickly interrupted as all four boys piled into the room. My breath caught in my throat. โHiding in the kitchen, I see?โ Ger commented. โIโm just eating breakfast. I've moved away from youโฆ What else do you want?โ I asked, trying not to sound as timid as I felt. โWe just want to make sure you remember your place, chunky girl. Our father brought you here but youโre not special. Youโre not a part of the family,โ Lionel snarled. These were regular comments that I had heard continually since coming here. I stared at them blankly. Apparently, they wanted to make certain that all of their words and their insults sunk in. There was no room for confidence here. โYeah, thatโs why Iโm eating in the kitchenโฆโ I answered dryly. Lionel narrowed his eyes on me. โAre you sassing me?โ I swallowed hard. โAre you sure you really need such a big breakfast? I mean, look at you. If you keep eating no one will want you,โ Dylan chimed in with a wicked smirk. โDoes it really matter? Clearly, already no one wants her. Her own parents didnโt even want her,โ Ger joked. They all laughed. I frowned and tried not to let them see how hurt I really was. Dylan grabbed my plate and threw it toward the sink. It shattered and bits of porcelain flew around the room. I sighed knowing Myra or Jane would have to clean that up when we all left. I would have to apologize to them later. Having me here seemed to be a big inconvenience for everyone. I wondered if Alpha Angus recognized that. I doubted it. The boys continued to laugh and make other jokes. I continued to pretend like it didnโt affect me. It was continually hard whenever they brought up my parents. I still had no idea who my parents were or why they had abandoned me. I was certain that Alpha Angus knew more than he was saying about where I came from. But I also knew he wasnโt about to share any of that with me. The more he kept secrets the more I felt it must be something truly awful. Maybe they really didnโt love me. โBoys, come now weโre going to be late!โ Luna Simona stood in the doorway to the kitchen. โGoodness, look at this mess! Rhea, you are just impossible. Are you so incompetent that you canโt create a few simple breakfasts without making such a mess? You are so lucky that my husband took pity on you, though I still canโt imagine why. You are not even fit to be a servant in this house.โ Her words were dripping with disdain. She looked at me as she always didโlike a black stain on her otherwise perfect life. โIโm sorry, maโam,โ I replied begrudgingly. She rolled her eyes and sighed. I felt frustrated and awful. My stomach hurt and growled. โNever mind that now, you can clean it after school. Though why we bother to educate you at all Iโll never know. Itโs clearly not having an effect on you since you canโt even manage to clean the house or do your chores without making things worse or breaking things. The bus is coming, so hurry along, girl. Boys, Professor Stalling is waiting to give you your daily lessons.โ I untied my apron and headed out the door. My stomach grumbled as I moved on the way. I hoped Iโd be able to get something from a vending machine before my first class. As I passed my adoptive mother she sighed, sounding exasperated. I tried not to let it affect me and I continued walking. I wanted to be tough. I wanted to be confident and not let their torments affect me. But the truth was I felt small all the time. I felt worthless and ugly. The more I thought about my parents and my childhoodโbouncing around from place to placeโthe more I thought maybe the boys were right. Maybe I was unlovable and no one would ever want me. I tightened my jaw to keep myself from crying and headed out the door to wait for the bus. The brisk air was making it harder to keep my tears restrained. I didnโt want to start crying before I went to school. I didnโt need other students to see what a hot mess I was. I didnโt need to be tortured and tormented in school any more than I already would be. As I stood on the corner and waited for the bus, I promised myself that I would get out of this place. I daydreamed about a beyond the Horace family, and a future free from the torture that I endured every day. I imagined finding a mate who really loved me and took care of me. Someone who would defend me against anyone who would try to bully me again. Those thoughts almost made me feel more sad. I felt certain that I would never find such a magical person. I would never find a mate. But I would, I swore to myself, find a way to escape this torturous existence. Chapter 2 The Alpha Female I climbed onto the bus and kept my head down. Everyone stared at me, putting their backpacks on empty seats as I passed. I found an empty seat in the back and took it quickly. I looked out the window and avoided the looks and whispers from the other students. Everyone knew who I was and everyone knew how I was treated. It had been worse when the Horace brothers were still in school. It almost gave the other students license to mock me and tease me just as ruthlessly. Now they mostly just talked about me behind my back, which was easier to ignore. Everyone except Anastasia, who seemed to think it was her mission to make sure I continued to suffer just as much as I would have if the boys were still in school. Part of me wondered if she blamed me for the twins breaking up with her. It was possible. Though she should have known better than to think that Dylan, at least, would have settled down with her. โHello,โ came a new voice I hadnโt heard before, โis this seat taken?โ I looked up to see a pretty girl with golden hair smiling down at me. I raised a curious eyebrow. I hadnโt seen her before but if she went to our school there was no way she didnโt know who I was. โUm, sure?โ I answered, feeling confused. Her smile grew wider as she sat down. โIโm Emma,โ she started. โIโm new. I just transferred here. Whatโs your name?โ โRhea. I feel like I should warn you. You wonโt make many other friends sitting next to me. They might bully you right alongside me. I wonโt be offended if you want to consider changing seats,โ I admitted. Her expression softened and she looked at me like she thought I was exaggerating or lying. โThatโs all right, Iโm sure itโs not as bad as all thatโโ Before she could say anything else, she was interrupted by a shrill laugh. I rolled my eyes and looked forward to see her standing there in all her glory. Anastasia Duchannes. โWhat in the world is this?โ she asked loud enough that the entire bus could hear. She made her way back toward us, keeping her sharp green eyes locked on me. โYou actually found someone to talk to you?โ Now she turned her eyes on Emma. โYou must be new. Let me help you out, sugar. You donโt want to go making friends with the wrong sort of people. That one there, sheโs the wrong sort of people. Since youโre new, Iโll let this slide. Feel free to choose another seat.โ Emma looked at me and seemed a bit shocked. I shrugged sympathetically. I had tried to warn her. โI told you I wonโt be offended,โ I replied to Emmaโs unspoken question. โWhat could you have possibly done to warrant such treatment?โ Emma whispered. Anastasia laughed again. โAre you serious? Look at her. This right here is the filth of the filth. She comes from the lowest rung on the totem pole. She isnโt worth anything,โ she answered. Emmaโs expression hardened. โEveryone is worth something,โ she replied. Anastasia looked taken aback for a moment. I felt stunned. I had never seen anyone stand up to Anastasia like that, especially not on my behalf. โI think Iโm fine where I am, thank you.โ โWell, Rhea, it looks like you found another bottom dweller. I hope you two fat asses are comfortable sharing such a small seat.โ Anatasiaโs eyes lingered on Emma and I knew she had plans to make her regret her choice. โThank you but I donโt think you should have done that,โ I whispered. Emma smiled at me. โI donโt like bullies. Itโs not okay how they treat you,โ she answered. I half smiled. โExcept now you just earned yourself the same treatment. Trust me when I say Anastasia isnโt the kind of girl you want to piss off.โ โTell me about her.โ I proceeded to explain that Anastasia came from a prominent wolf pack. Her father was an Alpha and a cruel one at that. It had left Anastasia cold and evil. I explained about the Horace family and how she had dated the twins. How she still came around and hooked up with all of them. I mentioned how Anastasia had chanced away any other girl who showed even the slightest interest in any of the brothers. I told her how the boys treated me and that Anastasia took up their mantle. โI think she hates me the most because she canโt get rid of me. She had nothing to be jealous of. None of the Horace brothers would ever dream of being with someone like me but still, I think she views me as some kind of threat. Anyway, thereโs no limit to the kinds of awful things she will do. Sheโs turned torture and bullying into an art form,โ I answered dryly. Emma took a deep breath and looked forward. โWell, thatโs a lot. Iโm so sorry youโve been through all that. Thatโs not okay,โ she whispered. I shrugged and tried to brush it off. โIt is what it is. Soon Iโll be 18 and get far away from this place,โ I said with a longing sigh. โWhere will you go?โ she asked. I smiled at her and we started talking about our dreams and the future. It was one of the best conversations I have had in a long time. I realized how long it had been since I had had a real conversation with someone other than Myra and Jane. Not that they werenโt great friends but they were much older than me and in a lower station. They couldnโt fully understand everything I went through. Emma on the other hand was also 17 and seemed to really understand what it was like to be bullied and treated so poorly. When we arrived at school I said goodbye as I headed to my first class. โWait!โ Emma called after me. โDo you want to have lunch together? Whatโs your number? Iโll text you when I get out of class.โ I smiled and walked back, giving her my phone number. I was excited that for the first time since coming to live with the Horace family, I wouldnโt be eating lunch alone in the bathroom. I waved goodbye and headed to my first class. Classes were not as terrible as the in-between times. The teachers didnโt seem to care so much that I was being teased and tormented but they cared when their lessons were interrupted. That was enough to put a stop to most studentโs chances to harass me. I enjoyed first period the most. Math and numbers always seemed to come easiest to me. I was finding geometry even more fun than algebra. Normally, as the day moved on I found myself dreading lunch but knowing that I was going to hang out with Emma again made me feel differentโbetter. I felt a sense of comradery that I had never felt before. It was nice to have someone to share all my hard times with. It was nice to be validated in my feelings about it all. Emma texted me about five after midday. She asked me to meet her by the bleachers in the open field. I quickly went through the lunch line and grabbed a bit more than usual. I still felt starving after missing breakfast. I tried to keep my head down and avoid any contact with other students. I didnโt need any more comments on my diet or my looks. I took the long way around the quart yard to avoid Anastasia and her band of loyal followers. I somehow managed to make it all the way to the field without anything but a side comment in passing. โHey, how were your first classes?โ I asked. Emma gave me a strange look. โWell, you were right. It was a terrible choice to be friends with you. News travels very fast in this school,โ she exclaimed. I nodded. โI warned you,โ I repeated. She nodded and popped a few grapes into her mouth. It was peaceful out in the field. There were a few odd couples in the area as well but almost no one else. I could still hear the other students laughing and talking near the quart yard and the cafeteria but we would go unnoticed for the most part sitting on the benches. I wondered momentarily why I had never thought to sit out here before. โSo, tell me about your old school and why you moved here,โ I asked. Emma scoffed and began to tell me about life in her other city. It didnโt seem that different from where we were except she was closer to the beach. She told me she had never been particularly popular and always tended to be an outcast. I laughed at her. โWell then, maybe you did choose the right company,โ I teased. She smiled at me. We talked more about school and why her parents moved to a new city and a new pack. She seemed calm and content with almost everything, even the parts of her life that didnโt seem particularly pleasant. โHow do you manage to stay so positive?โ Emma didnโt look at me but instead kept her eyes closed and aimed toward the sun. โHonestly, I donโt know. I wish I had a better answer for you but also I havenโt had quite the life you had, Rhea. Things might be different if our situations were switched.โ The bell rang, urging us back to our classes. As we walked back to the main campus, Emma asked me to hang out again after school. I felt delighted. I was certain I would get some hell for not coming home straight away but it was worth it to feel like I had some semblance of a life. It was worth it to have a friend. The rest of the day carried on like normal. I did my best to stay focused despite some of the students passing me terrible notes and making whispered comments about me. I found it easier to put up with now. I met Emma by the bus station after school and walked with her to her house when it let us off. We spent a few hours talking, doing homework, and eating snacks that her mother had put out. I wondered if this was what life was like for all normal children. It was wonderful. I wanted to stay but knew I couldnโt. When it was getting closer to dinner time I said goodbye and started to head home. I knew Myra and Jane would be missing me and I couldnโt give Luna Simona or the boys any other reason to be cruel to me. I walked into the house and headed toward the living room and into the kitchen. I stopped when I saw Ger and Dylan very intimately on the couch with some girl I didnโt recognize. She was going back and forth between making out with each of them while they let their hands run wild over her body. She let out soft coos of pleasure but stopped abruptly when she saw me standing there. As soon as she stopped, Ger and Dylan looked up as well and narrowed their eyes in anger when they saw me. โGet out you nasty perv! What are you doing just standing there like some dumb idiot?โ Dylan screamed. I quickly forced my feet to move and headed into the kitchen. Both of them were still calling after me. I heard the girl exclaim that she had to leave. Oh, no. I knew I was really in for it now. โWhat is it? Whatโs happened?โ Simona asked, coming into the kitchen. She was followed quickly by Dylan and Ger. โThis dumb girl was spying on us in the living room. We wereโฆ entertaining and our guest left early. She wasnโt comfortable with a nasty little spy,โ Ger explained. I swallowed hard. โI think we should punish her,โ Dylan added. I could tell from my adoptive motherโs expression that that was exactly what they were going to do. -------------------------------------------------- There are limited chapters to put here, click โlearn moreโ to open App to continue reading (It will automatically jump to the book) | Literie-Alpha King | 223 | https://www.facebook.com/61555762332950/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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He immediately dropped the document and rushed out! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &35& | Hello reading | 47241 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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He immediately dropped the document and rushed out! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &35& | Hello reading | 47241 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2194779 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004045 | 1746634327 | 1634 | fb.lovenovelshort.com | Learn more | VIDEO | Continue reading | https://fb.lovenovelshort.com/book/loading/page/novelshortnew/150954281377?utm_campaign={{campaign.id}}&utm_content={{campaign.name}} | 3.9006697752908E+14 | Novel Short-Romance Novel | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463252509_869770355246537_1070006178976665360_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=49Ikrzr3C7cQ7kNvgHgPXtS&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AXrAyRW28EqA1SrAXkAmaDJ&oh=00_AYA7orwlyDsfSlBnFKLR3u1ArtJnNQvvHG8eeY4FKfHbpg&oe=67146378 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Let Me Go, Alpha Chapter 1 The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. Despite everything, I still wanted to be with him, hoping time would change everything. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied, Theia. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. Don't expect that I'll return your affection," he spat in disdain. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โSince you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ โIโm sorry,โ he whispered, โTheia... Iโm so, so sorry. Let's start over again, okay?โ โโ I ran, my heart pounding in my heart like a drumbeat I couldnโt escape. The scent of blood thickened in the air as I neared the packโs border, and a sickening dread crawled up my spine. "Eris!" I screamed her name, prayingโbeggingโthat I was wrong. But then I saw her. My legs nearly gave out as I reached the clearing. There, lying crumpled among the blood-soaked grass, was my daughterโs mangled body. her frame twisted at unnatural angles and blood... so much blood. It pooled around her, seeping into the earth as if the very ground was weeping for her. "Eris!" I choked out again, falling to my knees beside her. Her tiny hand was still wrapped around a cluster of medicinal herbs, clenched so tightly her knuckles had gone white. "No... no..." My voice cracked, barely above a whisper. I rocked her back and forth, tears streaming down my face, mixing with the blood on her clothes. "I'm so sorry. I wasnโt there. I wasnโt there to protect you." Eris had been everything. My world. My hope. And now... now she was nothing more than a cold body in my arms. I called Dinlas over and over, desperate and hysterical, but I couldn't get through to him. When he finally answered, I barely had time to speak before he barked, โWhereโs Erin? I told her to get the herb. Why isnโt she back yet? Victoriaโs waiting!โ "You-" I hadn't finished my words when I heard Victoria's coquettish voice sounded. "It hurts Dinlas..." "Tell your daughter to hurry up, or else she won't like what I'll do to her!" After saying that, Dinlas cut off the line and even blocked our mind link. I couldnโt believe what I heard. The same old story. The same disregard for our family. The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. This year, they had insisted on bringing Eris along. Victoria had said she wanted to โget closeโ to our daughter, to โbondโ with her, as if the years of resentment and neglect could be undone with a few pleasantries. I should have known better. I should have refused. But I hadnโt. And now my daughter was gone. I wanted to bury her remains, but Eris' body was Incomplete, and I could only choose to cremate her. Days passed in a blur. I kept myself busy, or at least tried to, but no amount of distraction could lift the weight pressing down on me. Every corner of the house felt colder and darker without my daughter. I couldn't stop thinking about how everything could have been different. Maybe if I had fought harder, maybe if I hadโ The door burst open with a loud crash, shattering my thoughts. I blinked and looked up, startled, just in time to see Dinlas storming in. His eyes were dark with fury. โWhere's the medicine?โ Dinlas roared, his voice vibrating through the walls. I stood frozen for a moment, his rage slamming into me like a tidal wave. โWhat?โ โEris!โ he bellowed, eyes blazing as he stepped closer. โWhere is she? I told her to get the herb, but she didnโt come back to the party. Did you hide her? Tell her to apologize to Victoria right now! Victoriaโs been nothing but generous despite what Erin did! Look how youโve spoiled her! Don't you know that Victoria was forced to stay in the clinic because of that?!โ I forced myself to stand tall, even though everything inside me was crumbling. I didn't care whether Victoria died, or if something bad happened to her, I just wanted to end everything today. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โYou have no right to discipline Erin. Since you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ His eyes flashed with anger, and he tore the papers with his claws. โErin did something wrong, and you want to divorce me because I'm trying to discipline her? You've gone nuts!โ โDiscipline? What did Erin do wrong, Dinlas? What crime did she commit that you sent her out alone to get that freaking herb? Do you even know what happened to her?โ But before I could finish, he snapped, โEnough! I told her to get the herb. So what? She's already grown up, and she had alpha bloodโwhat could have happened? Sheโs always whining to you because you're spoiling her!โ โShe's just five years old! She couldn't shift yet, but you're treating her as if she's one of your warriors!โ I took a deep breath and added, "I'm done with all of this nonsense. Just divorce me like you've always wanted to." I handed him another set of divorce papers and said coldly, โErin wonโt trouble you anymore. Just sign it.โ My daughter was innocent, but her only mistake was being born into this family. Dinlasโs face darkened, his voice rising in fury. โEnough with your nonsense! I gave you what you wanted before and now you want a divorce? Do you think youโll get custody? Dream on!โ Without waiting for me to speak, he stormed out in a rage. Tsk. It seemed that he thought I was just simply throwing tantrums, and my anger would soon pass. But this time was different. I was exhausted and I just wanted to get far away from here. Chapter 2 Iโd always known Dinlas wasnโt mineโnot really. The Fates had never tied our souls together, no invisible string drawing us closer, no signs from the Moon Goddess to tell me he was my destined mate. But that never stopped me from loving him. Loving him from afar, silently, without expectations. Dinlas, the son of the Alpha, always seemed so far above me, like a star I could admire but never touch. The only reason I was ever close to him was because of my mother. She was Oureaโs protectorโthe Lunaโs personal warrior. My mother had earned her place through years of service, loyalty, and strength, but even so, our family wasnโt the same as Dinlasโ. Our worlds were close, but still apart, separated by an unspoken barrier of rank and destiny. Then one day, the rival wolves broke through the pack's border and attacked us without warning, savage and desperate. I wasnโt there, but I heard the storiesโhow my mother stood in front of Luna Ourea, shielding her from the rival' attack. She fought them off but at the cost of her life. By the time the others arrived, it was too late. My mother had saved the Luna, but she couldnโt save herself. I was called to her side, the scent of blood thick in the air, her life slipping away with every breath. I knelt beside her, holding her hand, trying to be strong for her, but I could feel her slipping. Her grip weakened, and her voice trembled as she spoke her final wordsโnot to me, but to Ourea. โPlease fulfill Theiaโs wish,โ she said, her voice barely a whisper. โMarry her to Dinlas. Thatโs all I ask.โ Ourea nodded, her face stricken with grief and guilt. She agreed, and I could see the weight of my motherโs death pressing down on her, the burden of a promise she didnโt want to make. I knew it wasnโt out of love or kindness. It was because my mother had died for her. And so, I was promised to Dinlas. I should have felt joy, and on some level, I did. After all, I had dreamed of this moment my entire life. I had loved him quietly, patiently, and now, in a way, he was mine. But it wasnโt how I had imagined. My mother was gone, and there was no warmth in Dinlasโ eyes when he looked at me. Still, I tried to find comfort in the fact that I could finally be with the man I had always wanted, even if he didnโt love me back. However, on our wedding night, Dinlas made sure I knew the truth. We stood alone in our chamber, the ceremony long over, the pack celebrating outside. I waited, heart pounding, hoping for some sign of affection, some acknowledgment that I was his wife now. But when he spoke, his voice was cold, void of emotion. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. I'll respect my motherโs wishes, but don't expect that I'll return your affection." True to his word, Dinlas maintained the image of a devoted husband in front of others. Our marriage was a sham, but I still loved him, so I stayed quiet, playing the role of the dutiful wife, pretending that the ache in my chest wasnโt tearing me apart. He didn't celebrate Erin's birth and even said she shouldn't have been born as a daughter. I thought everything would change once I married him, but instead, I was the one trapped in a loveless marriage. The life I had gained by sacrifice now felt like a curse. After Erin died, I returned to the small, rundown home where Iโd lived with my mother. However, I knew that I wouldn't be able to move forward if I stayed there, so I packed my things, held the urn, and was about to leave, but before I could step out, the door swung open. "I've looked for her everywhere but Eris is not here. Where did you hide her?" "Where is Erin? Bring her out now!" I clutched the urn tighter, my heart pounding as I met Dinlas' furious glare. "You have no right to even speak her name. Get out and take your mistress with you!" My defiance only stoked the fire in his eyes. His voice dripped with venom as he stepped closer. "Shut up. I guess Iโve been far too lenient with you. You've raised Erin to be as twisted as you!" The blood froze in my veins as his command swept through me. I bit my lip and defied him. "Erin is just five years old! What could you possibly blame her for?" Victoria stepped forward, her movements deliberate, pulling away her mask to reveal a face covered in angry red welts. Her eyes were glassy with unshed tears as she looked at Dinlas. โI just wanted to get closer to her, but it seems she Eris doesn't like me. Don't blame her, Dinlas; she probably didn't know what she gave me was wolfsbane.โ Dinlas exploded. "Stop defending her! Eris scarred your face because Theia has poisoned her mind!" I stared at him, incredulous. "Dinlas, sheโs your daughter! How could you accuse her without evidence?!" Glaring at me, Dinlas thundered, "I saw it with my own eyes when Eris hurled the wolfsbane on Victoria's face! Do you think I'm blind? Get her here and I'll teach her a lesson!" "She won't be coming because she's dead..." I retorted with difficulty. Chapter 3 "Theia, you don't have to lie just to hide Eris. We just wanted to understand why she tried to kill me. You know that wolfsbane is dangerous for us, but you still let her do that," Victoria said softly, but her words grated at my ears. โHow dare you!โ My whole body shook with the force of my fury as I glared at Victoria, her venomous accusations still ringing in my ears. She stood there, smug, her eyes gleaming with malice as if she had every right to speak about Eris like that. โI wonโt let you smear her name!โ I screamed, my vision blurring with tears of rage. โEris didnโt try to kill you! She wouldnโtโsheโs dead because of you!โ Without thinking, I lunged at her, my claws unsheathing as my anger took over. The only thing I wanted at that moment was to tear her apart, to see her face as twisted and broken as mine felt inside. If it werenโt for Victoria, Eris would still be alive. Victoria didnโt even flinch as I came at her, but before I could reach her, Dinlas moved between us, his aura crashing down on me like a tidal wave. โStay still,โ he commanded, his voice heavy with authority. My body froze instantly, the weight of his Alpha aura crushing me. It was as if I were being suffocated, my limbs locked in place, my muscles straining against the invisible chains holding me down. I fought itโgods, I fought so hardโbut the more I struggled, the more the pain grew. It felt like my bones were being ground into dust, every nerve in my body screaming in protest. I could barely breathe, let alone fight. "You're prepared, aren't you? You even made this fake urn to fool me," Dinlas spat. Only then did I realize I was still holding the glass jarโthe urn that held what little remained of Eris. Before I could react, Dinlas reached out and snatched the jar from me. โGive me that.โ โNo!โ I cried, panic flooding my chest. I tried to hold on, but he was stronger. The urn slipped from my grasp as he yanked it from my hand, and I watched in horror as he hurled it across the room. It shattered against the wall with a deafening crash, glass shards raining down in a cascade of destruction. Erisโ ashes were scattered across the floor like dust in the wind. โNo!โ I screamed, โHow could youโhow could you?โ "Still lying? Since you like ruining faces, I'll ruin yours!" Before I could process the heartbreak, Dinlas grabbed me by the back of my neck and slammed me to the ground. My face hit the cold stone floor, and I felt the sharp sting as the glass shards from the shattered urn pierced my skin. Pain radiated through my body, but it was nothing compared to the anguish I felt watching the remains of my daughter being desecrated right in front of me. Dinlas pressed his hand into the back of my head, forcing my face further into the shards. The metallic scent of blood mixing with the scent of ash. โWhere are you hiding her?โ Dinlas growled, his voice low and dangerous. โWhere is Eris?โ I choked on a sob, my entire body trembling with pain and rage. โSheโs dead, Dinlas!โ I screamed through gritted teeth, my voice muffled by the floor. โEnough!โ His voice boomed in the room, silencing me with its force. His grip tightened on my neck, and I could feel his anger like a storm crashing down on me. โI wonโt ask again,โ he said, his voice a deadly whisper. โWhere. Is. She?โ He thought I was hiding Eris? He thought I was lying to him, protecting her? The absurdity of it burned in my heart, mixing with the grief and the rage until I could hardly think straight. "You want a divorce? Fine then, but youโll never see Eris again." Upon saying that, he stood up and called his beta through the pack link. "Prepare the divorce paper, and look for Eris. Leave no stone unturned." He listened for a moment, then his expression shifted slightly as the voice on the other end hesitated. "Alpha Dinlas... Eris... Eris is dead. The night you sent her to Northhill Mountain, she was attacked by a group of rival, so we had no choice but to cremate her. Today was supposed to be her burial..." As soon as his words fell, Dinlas froze, seemingly unwilling to believe his trusted aid. | Novel Short-Romance Novel | 1590 | https://www.facebook.com/61563210940674/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? 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Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my l | Storyverse | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61567115634026/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195848 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004065 | 1746634328 | 1634 | enjoyae.com | Learn more | VIDEO | From Assassin's Doom to Rebirth and a Tangled Revenge with a Martial Arts Twist.Click to view the exciting follow-up. | https://enjoyae.com/wf_land_page/30600.html?language=en×tamp=1728367782701&channelCode=WAENF1000863&bid=21000206028&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&ad_group_name={{adset.name}}&ad_group_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}} | 1.1195567169515E+14 | Webfic-books | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462850653_1478543162863313_2177644866172917308_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=LxkNmPXv73MQ7kNvgEOe4_l&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ATkLehfFTcA3uXHid6ddidN&oh=00_AYCBJnrc0qu64dVoCYeLZnHYh5PHwQTZE6SjtuJQIyx77A&oe=67145684 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | The previous night, Lucille embarked on a top-secret mission. But the details leaked, causing her untimely death by a traitorous companion. She never knew the betrayer's identity. Miraculously, she got a new life, reborn as a girl with the same name. Determined to uncover truth and revenge for family, she seized the second chance. She planned to avenge loved ones. However, Joseph, a seemingly frail yet martial arts-skilled man who deeply fell for her, complicated her revenge plan. Now this new knowledge added more complexity to it. "B*tch! How dare you push Zoey down the stairs? You deserve to die!" At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic-books | 4380 | https://www.facebook.com/100086781164052/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2194780 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004045 | 1746634328 | 1634 | fb.lovenovelshort.com | Learn more | VIDEO | Continue reading | https://fb.lovenovelshort.com/book/loading/page/novelshortnew/150954281377?utm_campaign={{campaign.id}}&utm_content={{campaign.name}} | 3.9006697752908E+14 | Novel Short-Romance Novel | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463109780_3803493823205514_321101085459675960_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_85IVpEaCikQ7kNvgHKkx-g&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AXrAyRW28EqA1SrAXkAmaDJ&oh=00_AYAHz4n3fZ-kJvC25MiDqezTUsuXLxKzv_mpA7ILj9_0Kg&oe=67143B5C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Let Me Go, Alpha Chapter 1 The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. Despite everything, I still wanted to be with him, hoping time would change everything. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied, Theia. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. Don't expect that I'll return your affection," he spat in disdain. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โSince you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ โIโm sorry,โ he whispered, โTheia... Iโm so, so sorry. Let's start over again, okay?โ โโ I ran, my heart pounding in my heart like a drumbeat I couldnโt escape. The scent of blood thickened in the air as I neared the packโs border, and a sickening dread crawled up my spine. "Eris!" I screamed her name, prayingโbeggingโthat I was wrong. But then I saw her. My legs nearly gave out as I reached the clearing. There, lying crumpled among the blood-soaked grass, was my daughterโs mangled body. her frame twisted at unnatural angles and blood... so much blood. It pooled around her, seeping into the earth as if the very ground was weeping for her. "Eris!" I choked out again, falling to my knees beside her. Her tiny hand was still wrapped around a cluster of medicinal herbs, clenched so tightly her knuckles had gone white. "No... no..." My voice cracked, barely above a whisper. I rocked her back and forth, tears streaming down my face, mixing with the blood on her clothes. "I'm so sorry. I wasnโt there. I wasnโt there to protect you." Eris had been everything. My world. My hope. And now... now she was nothing more than a cold body in my arms. I called Dinlas over and over, desperate and hysterical, but I couldn't get through to him. When he finally answered, I barely had time to speak before he barked, โWhereโs Erin? I told her to get the herb. Why isnโt she back yet? Victoriaโs waiting!โ "You-" I hadn't finished my words when I heard Victoria's coquettish voice sounded. "It hurts Dinlas..." "Tell your daughter to hurry up, or else she won't like what I'll do to her!" After saying that, Dinlas cut off the line and even blocked our mind link. I couldnโt believe what I heard. The same old story. The same disregard for our family. The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. This year, they had insisted on bringing Eris along. Victoria had said she wanted to โget closeโ to our daughter, to โbondโ with her, as if the years of resentment and neglect could be undone with a few pleasantries. I should have known better. I should have refused. But I hadnโt. And now my daughter was gone. I wanted to bury her remains, but Eris' body was Incomplete, and I could only choose to cremate her. Days passed in a blur. I kept myself busy, or at least tried to, but no amount of distraction could lift the weight pressing down on me. Every corner of the house felt colder and darker without my daughter. I couldn't stop thinking about how everything could have been different. Maybe if I had fought harder, maybe if I hadโ The door burst open with a loud crash, shattering my thoughts. I blinked and looked up, startled, just in time to see Dinlas storming in. His eyes were dark with fury. โWhere's the medicine?โ Dinlas roared, his voice vibrating through the walls. I stood frozen for a moment, his rage slamming into me like a tidal wave. โWhat?โ โEris!โ he bellowed, eyes blazing as he stepped closer. โWhere is she? I told her to get the herb, but she didnโt come back to the party. Did you hide her? Tell her to apologize to Victoria right now! Victoriaโs been nothing but generous despite what Erin did! Look how youโve spoiled her! Don't you know that Victoria was forced to stay in the clinic because of that?!โ I forced myself to stand tall, even though everything inside me was crumbling. I didn't care whether Victoria died, or if something bad happened to her, I just wanted to end everything today. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โYou have no right to discipline Erin. Since you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ His eyes flashed with anger, and he tore the papers with his claws. โErin did something wrong, and you want to divorce me because I'm trying to discipline her? You've gone nuts!โ โDiscipline? What did Erin do wrong, Dinlas? What crime did she commit that you sent her out alone to get that freaking herb? Do you even know what happened to her?โ But before I could finish, he snapped, โEnough! I told her to get the herb. So what? She's already grown up, and she had alpha bloodโwhat could have happened? Sheโs always whining to you because you're spoiling her!โ โShe's just five years old! She couldn't shift yet, but you're treating her as if she's one of your warriors!โ I took a deep breath and added, "I'm done with all of this nonsense. Just divorce me like you've always wanted to." I handed him another set of divorce papers and said coldly, โErin wonโt trouble you anymore. Just sign it.โ My daughter was innocent, but her only mistake was being born into this family. Dinlasโs face darkened, his voice rising in fury. โEnough with your nonsense! I gave you what you wanted before and now you want a divorce? Do you think youโll get custody? Dream on!โ Without waiting for me to speak, he stormed out in a rage. Tsk. It seemed that he thought I was just simply throwing tantrums, and my anger would soon pass. But this time was different. I was exhausted and I just wanted to get far away from here. Chapter 2 Iโd always known Dinlas wasnโt mineโnot really. The Fates had never tied our souls together, no invisible string drawing us closer, no signs from the Moon Goddess to tell me he was my destined mate. But that never stopped me from loving him. Loving him from afar, silently, without expectations. Dinlas, the son of the Alpha, always seemed so far above me, like a star I could admire but never touch. The only reason I was ever close to him was because of my mother. She was Oureaโs protectorโthe Lunaโs personal warrior. My mother had earned her place through years of service, loyalty, and strength, but even so, our family wasnโt the same as Dinlasโ. Our worlds were close, but still apart, separated by an unspoken barrier of rank and destiny. Then one day, the rival wolves broke through the pack's border and attacked us without warning, savage and desperate. I wasnโt there, but I heard the storiesโhow my mother stood in front of Luna Ourea, shielding her from the rival' attack. She fought them off but at the cost of her life. By the time the others arrived, it was too late. My mother had saved the Luna, but she couldnโt save herself. I was called to her side, the scent of blood thick in the air, her life slipping away with every breath. I knelt beside her, holding her hand, trying to be strong for her, but I could feel her slipping. Her grip weakened, and her voice trembled as she spoke her final wordsโnot to me, but to Ourea. โPlease fulfill Theiaโs wish,โ she said, her voice barely a whisper. โMarry her to Dinlas. Thatโs all I ask.โ Ourea nodded, her face stricken with grief and guilt. She agreed, and I could see the weight of my motherโs death pressing down on her, the burden of a promise she didnโt want to make. I knew it wasnโt out of love or kindness. It was because my mother had died for her. And so, I was promised to Dinlas. I should have felt joy, and on some level, I did. After all, I had dreamed of this moment my entire life. I had loved him quietly, patiently, and now, in a way, he was mine. But it wasnโt how I had imagined. My mother was gone, and there was no warmth in Dinlasโ eyes when he looked at me. Still, I tried to find comfort in the fact that I could finally be with the man I had always wanted, even if he didnโt love me back. However, on our wedding night, Dinlas made sure I knew the truth. We stood alone in our chamber, the ceremony long over, the pack celebrating outside. I waited, heart pounding, hoping for some sign of affection, some acknowledgment that I was his wife now. But when he spoke, his voice was cold, void of emotion. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. I'll respect my motherโs wishes, but don't expect that I'll return your affection." True to his word, Dinlas maintained the image of a devoted husband in front of others. Our marriage was a sham, but I still loved him, so I stayed quiet, playing the role of the dutiful wife, pretending that the ache in my chest wasnโt tearing me apart. He didn't celebrate Erin's birth and even said she shouldn't have been born as a daughter. I thought everything would change once I married him, but instead, I was the one trapped in a loveless marriage. The life I had gained by sacrifice now felt like a curse. After Erin died, I returned to the small, rundown home where Iโd lived with my mother. However, I knew that I wouldn't be able to move forward if I stayed there, so I packed my things, held the urn, and was about to leave, but before I could step out, the door swung open. "I've looked for her everywhere but Eris is not here. Where did you hide her?" "Where is Erin? Bring her out now!" I clutched the urn tighter, my heart pounding as I met Dinlas' furious glare. "You have no right to even speak her name. Get out and take your mistress with you!" My defiance only stoked the fire in his eyes. His voice dripped with venom as he stepped closer. "Shut up. I guess Iโve been far too lenient with you. You've raised Erin to be as twisted as you!" The blood froze in my veins as his command swept through me. I bit my lip and defied him. "Erin is just five years old! What could you possibly blame her for?" Victoria stepped forward, her movements deliberate, pulling away her mask to reveal a face covered in angry red welts. Her eyes were glassy with unshed tears as she looked at Dinlas. โI just wanted to get closer to her, but it seems she Eris doesn't like me. Don't blame her, Dinlas; she probably didn't know what she gave me was wolfsbane.โ Dinlas exploded. "Stop defending her! Eris scarred your face because Theia has poisoned her mind!" I stared at him, incredulous. "Dinlas, sheโs your daughter! How could you accuse her without evidence?!" Glaring at me, Dinlas thundered, "I saw it with my own eyes when Eris hurled the wolfsbane on Victoria's face! Do you think I'm blind? Get her here and I'll teach her a lesson!" "She won't be coming because she's dead..." I retorted with difficulty. Chapter 3 "Theia, you don't have to lie just to hide Eris. We just wanted to understand why she tried to kill me. You know that wolfsbane is dangerous for us, but you still let her do that," Victoria said softly, but her words grated at my ears. โHow dare you!โ My whole body shook with the force of my fury as I glared at Victoria, her venomous accusations still ringing in my ears. She stood there, smug, her eyes gleaming with malice as if she had every right to speak about Eris like that. โI wonโt let you smear her name!โ I screamed, my vision blurring with tears of rage. โEris didnโt try to kill you! She wouldnโtโsheโs dead because of you!โ Without thinking, I lunged at her, my claws unsheathing as my anger took over. The only thing I wanted at that moment was to tear her apart, to see her face as twisted and broken as mine felt inside. If it werenโt for Victoria, Eris would still be alive. Victoria didnโt even flinch as I came at her, but before I could reach her, Dinlas moved between us, his aura crashing down on me like a tidal wave. โStay still,โ he commanded, his voice heavy with authority. My body froze instantly, the weight of his Alpha aura crushing me. It was as if I were being suffocated, my limbs locked in place, my muscles straining against the invisible chains holding me down. I fought itโgods, I fought so hardโbut the more I struggled, the more the pain grew. It felt like my bones were being ground into dust, every nerve in my body screaming in protest. I could barely breathe, let alone fight. "You're prepared, aren't you? You even made this fake urn to fool me," Dinlas spat. Only then did I realize I was still holding the glass jarโthe urn that held what little remained of Eris. Before I could react, Dinlas reached out and snatched the jar from me. โGive me that.โ โNo!โ I cried, panic flooding my chest. I tried to hold on, but he was stronger. The urn slipped from my grasp as he yanked it from my hand, and I watched in horror as he hurled it across the room. It shattered against the wall with a deafening crash, glass shards raining down in a cascade of destruction. Erisโ ashes were scattered across the floor like dust in the wind. โNo!โ I screamed, โHow could youโhow could you?โ "Still lying? Since you like ruining faces, I'll ruin yours!" Before I could process the heartbreak, Dinlas grabbed me by the back of my neck and slammed me to the ground. My face hit the cold stone floor, and I felt the sharp sting as the glass shards from the shattered urn pierced my skin. Pain radiated through my body, but it was nothing compared to the anguish I felt watching the remains of my daughter being desecrated right in front of me. Dinlas pressed his hand into the back of my head, forcing my face further into the shards. The metallic scent of blood mixing with the scent of ash. โWhere are you hiding her?โ Dinlas growled, his voice low and dangerous. โWhere is Eris?โ I choked on a sob, my entire body trembling with pain and rage. โSheโs dead, Dinlas!โ I screamed through gritted teeth, my voice muffled by the floor. โEnough!โ His voice boomed in the room, silencing me with its force. His grip tightened on my neck, and I could feel his anger like a storm crashing down on me. โI wonโt ask again,โ he said, his voice a deadly whisper. โWhere. Is. She?โ He thought I was hiding Eris? He thought I was lying to him, protecting her? The absurdity of it burned in my heart, mixing with the grief and the rage until I could hardly think straight. "You want a divorce? Fine then, but youโll never see Eris again." Upon saying that, he stood up and called his beta through the pack link. "Prepare the divorce paper, and look for Eris. Leave no stone unturned." He listened for a moment, then his expression shifted slightly as the voice on the other end hesitated. "Alpha Dinlas... Eris... Eris is dead. The night you sent her to Northhill Mountain, she was attacked by a group of rival, so we had no choice but to cremate her. Today was supposed to be her burial..." As soon as his words fell, Dinlas froze, seemingly unwilling to believe his trusted aid. | Novel Short-Romance Novel | 1590 | https://www.facebook.com/61563210940674/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I didn't recognize the second speakerโmaybe another bride? "Don't get too excited," Natalie said. "My goal is to get kicked out of the games, not flirt with some gorgeous blue guy." She paused, and then her voice turned husky as she added, "But yeah, Cav is definitely... interesting." Hearing my name on her lips sent hot shivers smoldering through me, igniting every nerve ending. "Tell me what you like about him." The other bride seemed determined to draw her out. "It doesn't matter.โ Natalie's voice wavered before hardening again. โIโm playing this game to lose." I was so intent on hearing what she'd say next I missed the moment Natalie began walking again. She rounded the corner and stumbled to a stop barely a hairsbreadth away from slamming into my chestโor rather, into my upper abdomen. She was that tiny. And it brought out every protective instinct I had. I grabbed her shoulders as she tilted her head back and gazed into my face. Her eyes met mine, wide and surprised, pupils dilating as they grazed over my features. "Holy moly," she breathed, "you're huge. And so... umโฆ blue." Her hand was halfway toward my chest before she realized it and jerked her wayward fingers away. But not before the electric spark of her almost-touch sent jolts of desire coursing through me. The sound of her heartbeat speeding up echoed through the corridor, and her throat moved as she swallowed hard. I wanted to grasp her hand, press those digits against my bare fleshโand the moment trembled, teetering on a knife's edge. Unable to resist any longer, I pulled the human woman up against me and claimed her mouth with my own. Her lips against mine felt as soft as they looked, yielding to my demands. At the taste of her, sugary-sweet and slightly minty, I growled deep in my throat, a sound of possession and need. Now she did place her palms against my chest, her fingertips brushing lightly across me, the touch of them cool against my overheated skin. For a heartbeat, everything was perfect as our bodies melded together. Until she pulled back her foot and aimed it at me. "Put me down, you... you blue beast!" she practically shouted. I drew back in surprise, blinkingโnot at her words, but at the sensations coursing through me. I had suspected it before, certainly. But now I tightened my hold on her, because the instant I touched her, I knew. The instinct came from deep within me, etched deep into my DNA. This one is mine. I would destroy any male who tried to take her from me. Unbidden, a growl rumbled in my throat, possessive and primal. She pulled back, and I released her, lowering her until her toes touched the deck before taking my hands from her waist--even though I knew with that same certainty that no matter what she might say aloud, her body strained toward my touch. โNever do that again,โ she said with a glare. โI wonโt,โ I promised. A slow smile curved across my lips. โNot until you beg me to.โ โWhich will be never.โ She tossed her head, her hair swinging around her shoulders. My voice dropped into a lower register, desire rumbling through it. โOh, really? Because your body is telling me something entirely different.โ Natalieโs eyes widened in outrage as her soft pink cheeks flared a burning red. โOh. Youโฆyouโฆโ she spluttered--before finally spinning on her heel and storming back around the corner, her hips swaying with every infuriated step. I stared after her until she disappeared from my sight entirely. You've chosen your bride, a small voice inside me noted, and I knew it was right. 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Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195054 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004050 | 1746634324 | 1634 | itunes.apple.com | Install now | VIDEO | Read with Your Earsโคโค | http://itunes.apple.com/app/id6673898734 | 4.7607252558073E+14 | BestDrama | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463067681_718780047128196_2973284406838889469_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=UGioXYzmWdAQ7kNvgHp6evr&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AAnNHv4bQSZixlWegpMPFSG&oh=00_AYB_9n3d4fpXuxtO88m_QXkoR1VR6Xo_VGasiqrgC4YyBQ&oe=6714504A | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "Justin, though you are my twin sister's mate. My dad is really mad at you and Raven being mates." Twin sister Reagan said to my mate. "I don't mind rejecting her, but I would have been embarrassed to face my mate" Justin said. "My father has decided to appoint me as his future Alpha not my sister Raven. So, I will be your luna." Reagan said to Justin. ******** I silently run through the woods letting my wolf Emerald out tonight. She has been anxious all day, well really the last few days, and I could tell that she needed to come out for a run. Alpha Cole Walker is the Alpha of the Blood Walker pack. He is said to be one of the most dangerous Alphas in the United States. It is said that he would hurt anyone who dared to enter his pack uninvited. Due to this fact, most of our pack members studiously avoid this area altogether. My twin sister, Reagan, is the golden child of the pack. They all love her unconditionally. She is cherished and appreciated, no matter what she does. They all seem to ignore the fact that she is a horrible and mean she-wolf. I was born first, and with that should come the respect that after I find my mate, I will officially be the Luna here, and he will take over as the Alpha of the pack. Yet they all treat her as the next Luna. My sister and I are the only children that our parents had. The Goddess never blessed them with another child, even though they tried for years. My father, Alpha Graham Sullivan, is very strict with me. I am not allowed to leave my room other than to eat my meals and then return back to my room again. I am also not allowed to leave our pack for any reason. I have never even crossed the border of the Sliver Blade pack in my life. I was the Alpha's daughter, but I was not a valued member of this pack. Telling on me has always resulted in a bonus for whoever told on me to my father. I have had to learn how to overcome this on my own. It has made me very independent over the years, as well as a very good climber. I use the tree outside my window at the pack house, to climb up and down to get in and out of my room. From my vantage point, I can see who is coming now and rolled my eyes so hard I almost saw my brain. It was Reagan, and she was pulling the arm of a pretty large guy, as she headed toward the grassy bank near my tree. I realized right this moment that I have picked a terrible place to hide. I should have doubled back and then climbed in my window to my room and I would have been safe and sound in my room. Reagan is clearly out with one of her many men, as she was allowed to stay out and do whatever she wanted to. I mean how else could she beat me to finding her mate if she didn't flirt with all the unmated men in our pack? I rolled my eyes again and then froze when I looked at them again and got a good look at his face. That smell coming off of him was starting to drive me wild, he smelled like freshly baked cinnamon buns, and I was now pissed off. She had come here with the guy that I had a crush on, someone with whom she had never shown any interest in before. It was our Beta's son and the guy that I have had a crush on for the last year and a half. "No, don't stop them, Raven, she has already been dating with him for the last few months. This is not the first time, it has been well before he returned to the pack earlier this week. They are together now, dating, and they have both vowed to reject their actual mates to stay together to take over and run this pack. Please, just try to bear it, I will help you get through it. I am glad that you are in a secure location, this may make you pass out" Emerald linked me, and I felt physically sick. "How do you know this? Did she know that he is my mate? Why can't I approach him? Maybe he wants me, Emerald. Please let me stop this. He might not know that I am his mate, he may still want me, want US! I don't want to lose him, Emerald. He may not be aware his true mate is here. Can't he already smell our scent up here, like I smelled his scent? Are you sure that this is the only way? Please Emerald" I linked her back, and I feel the tears that are already sliding down my face. I have questions, and I need answers. I am frustrated. I don't want to give up on my true mate. He doesn't even know that I am here, and I do want him. I don't want to give him up, especially not to my sister Reagan. I don't know if I can survive this level of betrayal. "I can't wait for mom and dad to announce to the pack that we will be the Alpha and Luna tomorrow. This is something that I have really wanted for the last 8 years. I am so glad you decided that we could be chosen mates. " My sister says to my mate. "Besides, I am also glad that you are willing to lead the Silver Blade pack with me. I have a feeling that my freak of a sister who keeps staring at you is going to be crushed when she finds out that we are together. You dodged by deciding to accept me as your chosen mate. I know that she has a crush on you, so she would probably try to ask you out or something when she sees that you are back from break." She adds. "I think we will be so happy together. Raven will be so angry when she finds out that we planned this months ago. I cannot wait for her to find out. I even told mom to have her sit on the front row for the pack meeting tomorrow, so I can see her face when dad makes the announcement. I am going to put her next to you so it will hurt her more when dad calls you up on stage. When she realizes that her crush is going to be my mate, she is going to be so jealous of me. I am so going to get a picture of her face when she finds out, as I will want to remember that moment for a long time" I heard Reagan say to him, and I was so choked up I couldn't hold in the sob of pain that managed to escape. It wasn't loud, but with werewolf hearing, it was loud enough. I just stayed completely still and prayed that they hadn't heard me, but Justin started talking when my sob escaped, and they had no reaction, so I think I am safe. "I have always thought that you were a she-wolf, Reagan. I am so glad that you came up to my training with your offer, and for us to get extra special time together. If Raven were allowed to move around the pack, I don't think that she would be missing the fact that she is my mate. I scented her today when I got back to the pack and confirmed she is my mate. Per our agreement, I don't mind rejecting her, as I am clearly getting the better sister out of this deal. I would have been embarrassed to have to call that freak of nature my mate" Justin said, and with it, my heart was completely crushed. These two evil people deserved each other, and I will not waste another tear on his betrayal. He "chose" her, so he can keep her. She will never be faithful to him, and he will not ever be able to trust that their children are his either. She was just doing this to ensure that they become the next Alpha and Luna. She is what he wanted, so she can have him. I am thoroughly disgusted by both of them, and I will not allow them to make me sad one more day. I had already decided to get out of this horrible pack, and I will not miss the Silver Blade pack for a second. "She is your mate? Are you serious? Oh, this is the best" Reagan said as she laughed out in joy at hearing this information. "Justin, why haven't you mentioned this to me before?" Reagan continued. "I just found out about it earlier today as I have been gone for my training for the last 4 months. I caught my mate's scent and followed it so I could go ahead and reject them. I realized it was coming from the Alpha level, and when I went up and it led me straight to her door, it was really faint, but I sensed it. She doesn't even know it yet. I am sure that this information is not going to go over well with your parents. They may be upset when they find out. Are they still going to want us to move forward with our plan? Or are they going to want me and Raven to be mates because we are true mates?" Justin asked Reagan. I have to admit, I was interested in her reply as well, but I already suspected what the answer was going to be. "Oh no Justin, you will definitely be staying with me. I know dad is really going to get a kick out of you and Raven being mates. Mom might feel a little bad for her, but I think that this is great. I could not be happier that her true mate, will become my chosen mate. We will rule the Silver Blade pack together, and it will hurt her every day to see us together. It is my pack any way, it was never going to be hers. Maybe if we are lucky since she doesn't have a wolf, she won't be able to scent you, and your rejection might even hurt her when you do it. That would be the best-case scenario for all of us" Reagan said, and I could tell that Justin was a little shocked at how hateful she was. Reagan could tell that Justin was not liking this side of her so she quickly changed her attitude and started cooing at Justin, "She doesn't deserve you, baby, I love you and I want you. Hopefully, you will come to love me too. I was just worried, I don't want you falling in love with my sister after we have already mated." Reagan said to Justin, looking up at him adoringly through her long lashes. I have to admit, she really knows how to work people to do what she wants them to. Her ability to look innocent and pure is without measure, she could have been an actress. "Dad hates Raven. He will be very happy about this. He has never loved her since the day that she was born. Mom might be a little upset, but she will get over it. She and dad are chosen mates, she gave up her true mate to become the Luna of the Silver Blade pack. She did it herself, and if it is good enough for her, then it is good enough for me to do it as well. We make the perfect couple. We will have strong pups, and our pack will flourish" Reagan said, and I am stunned. I knew my dad was mean, but to hate me, why? What reason could he possibly have for hating me? My parents have told the whole pack numerous times through the years that they were true mates. They are very affectionate with each other in front of the pack. I didn't even know that they weren't true mates. What else don't I know about them? "We will do the same thing. You will have to reject Raven first thing in the morning, or after the pack meeting. But you will have to do it where no one else will hear you. Dad is going to tell the pack that we are true mates, so they will fully support us. Dad thinks that it would be a mistake to not have the pack's full support behind us when we go to take it over from my parents" Reagan said, and I am amazed at all the plans that they have kept away from me. Just another thing that shows how much difference there is between Reagan and me. I hear them touching again and wonder when they plan on leaving the area, don't they need to get back to the pack house? I narrow my eyes at Reagan, as she is ecstatic about getting to truly rub all of my misfortune in right now. Justin is getting the opportunity to reject me, so the situation that we are now in is all positive for them. "Raven, why are you out of the house? Are you supposed to be out here? Are you OK? That fall looked like it hurt pretty bad" I hear my sister ask me with an innocent look on her face like she cared about me. She was fully aware of how I am kept a prisoner here at the Silver Blade pack. I really have to get out of here. I needed to check and see how badly I am hurt because I don't know if I even have time to go pack a bag now. I may be having to leave here with nothing, but I am OK with that. I just need to get the heck out of here. I will figure out what I need to do after I am safely free of Silver Blade. "Are you ignoring me, Raven? Are you sure you want to do that to me? Fine then, I will just make sure that you get punished for leaving your room. You are not supposed to be out here anyway. I will just let dad know that you are out here, and he will take care of you" Reagan said with a smirk, and then she started mind linking. I and my wolf were running away from this pack. But they caught us immediately. "If you come back here now Raven, I won't punish you for leaving your room without permission" I heard my father tell me. "Nothing in the world could possess me to do that father," I told him, and I see his eyes glazing over as he goes to link someone. I could care less what they have to say to me, and I turned to walk away. "You will get punishment in the Blood Walker pack. You know how dangerous they are Raven, you have heard this fact for your whole life. They cannot be trusted, and you are now a rogue. We have told you, and the whole pack, exactly what happens to those who trespass on their land. The moment they scent you they will move in, and you will die today. Is that what you want? Do you want to die? I will get you more freedom in the pack. I will allow you to go to the library every day instead of once a week. How does that sound?" my mother's voice is calming and comforting. She has never before sounded as nice as this, and I know that dad put her up to try to lure me back into the Siler Blade pack. They must be desperate to do it, so I want to see how far they intended to go with it. "Let me ask you this mother. Was the plan to get Justin to take Reagan as a chosen mate her idea, or dad's?" I asked her. Mom is not a very good liar. I can see her expression as we are only about 20 feet apart from each other right now. "I don't know what you are talking about Raven, they are mates," my mom said to me, and now I smirk at her. Clearly, mom was keeping me out of the loop and doesn't know that I know for a fact that they aren't. "Thanks for always lying to me mom. That makes it so much easier on me. I will not be coming back to the Silver Blade pack. This is the last time, Goddess willing, that you all will probably see me and actually I am welcoming the death that is coming to me. It will be better than the life I have lived since Reagan tried to hurt me, and my own dad called me a liar when I told him what actually happened. Justin is not her mate mom, and I know this because he is MY mate. It is disgusting what all you three have done to me and allowed to be done to me my whole life. I never deserved to be treated the way I was. I can only hope that I can find my way and get to live a life that allows me to find someone who loves me and realizes that I am a good person. I don't think that is too much to ask for, do you mom? It seems like you and dad are willing to do anything to get me to come back over the fence, but we both know that if I did come back, I would either immediately be thrown in the cells. So, I will take my chances over here, where at least I have a chance" I told them and turned again to leave. I only made it a few steps before I was stopped again by my father's hateful words. "You are ungrateful daughter, How do you have the nerve to say that to me? I have clothed and fed you, provided you a room, and let you go to school. I did take care of you, and it is disgusting to see how you repay me. Lying about Justin being your mate. Trying to take your sister's mate away from her. I know that I can speak for your mother as well as myself when I say that we hope the Blood Walker pack disposes of you quickly. I only wish I could punish you myself" my dad roared out, and the hate was coming off of him in waves. "You disgust me father," I told him and the tone I used to draw out the word father let him know just how little I thought of him being my father. "I have never done anything to cause a problem or disruption in the pack, or in the family. I did what I was told this whole time. 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| 2195533 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004059 | 1746634324 | 1634 | hairmd.com | Learn More | DCO | HairMD - Top-Rated Hair Clinic in NJ + NY area | https://hairmd.com/ | 2.6226487389498E+14 | Hairmd | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462746831_912600714056972_557700159798245698_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=MrfLNCZq45oQ7kNvgFD-fJB&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AR3Vzb_z-KjLI7vjMdZxU58&oh=00_AYDArDeXzvucjFYWqsfINeU0Ar3iVEAKKTaBHY11CIzuNQ&oe=671462BF | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | With over 30 years of experience and 5,000+ procedures, Dr. Feinberg and HairMD's team is ready to suuport you on taking the next step to recovering your self esteem at the top-rated hair clinic on NJ and NY area. Click to get a consultation! | Hairmd | 1143 | https://www.facebook.com/HairRestorationCenterofNYNJ/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195559 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004060 | 1746634324 | 1634 | fb.me | Sign up | VIDEO | Back Pain? 90% Success Rate with Non-Surgical Treatment! | โญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธ 4.9 (200+) | http://fb.me/ | 1.2457012091863E+14 | Washington Care Clinic | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461771732_911988390981456_791963563736061400_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=20x4BL-LJgkQ7kNvgFxTZNc&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AwtRWZmq7Z7phpPK11Hfq0F&oh=00_AYBZ4Y48q3uWu1L_Wnm7mSn_zM0cDWHDmhU9R5WARCWeEA&oe=6714590F | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Hey Franklin County, Is your back pain making it difficult to sleep, stand, or even walkโฆ Hi, this is Dr. Brett Mehringer with Washington Care Clinic and Iโm looking for local residents who are: TIRED of back pain controlling their life DESPERATELY want to avoid permanent issues and back surgery Ready for an effective long-term solution Weโve transformed over 37,000 patients' lives from professional NFL athletes to senior citizens, and everyone in between with our โNon-Surgical Spinal Decompression Protocolโ. If you are READY to ELIMINATE your back painโฆ or get a second opinion, Call โ(636) 875-7070โ or Click the button below, fill out your information and our patient coordinator will give you a call to learn more about you and schedule your ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฒ๐ณ ๐๐๐ฎ๐น๐๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป. Click the button below. Serving Franklin County and all surrounding areas. Washington Care Clinic 1809 Heritage Hills Dr. Washington, MO 63090 (636) 875-7070 | Washington Care Clinic | 2140 | https://www.facebook.com/washmocare/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195226 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004054 | 1746634324 | 1634 | fb.me | Sign Up | DCO | COMPREHENSIVE NEUROPATHY EXAM - Covered by your insurance | Just pay your copay in most instances | http://fb.me/ | 1.1042455843608E+14 | NexMed Ormond | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463115859_1837383803451320_9106026456486611400_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YSX1C-WPiysQ7kNvgHZSARE&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AYbUQMC2mZSNbXypnR8_tyn&oh=00_AYCl-jWxx1tZwCE-ulSMfGe67UMSI7u2QFHq9y5RE7txXg&oe=671459B3 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | โ ๏ธ ๐๐ง๐ง๐๐ก๐ง๐๐ข๐ก: ๐ฆ๐จ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ ๐๐ก๐๐ฆ๐ฆ, ๐ง๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ข๐ฅ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ก๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ก ๐ง๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ง โ ๏ธ NexMed is a local clinic that helps people that are suffering with numbness, tingling, burning pain, foot pain or balance problems caused by NEUROPATHY! This month we are offering 20 potential patients a comprehensive examination with one of our providers to discuss your symptoms and find out if you would be a good candidate for the program. This is a perfect way for anyone who has neuropathy to learn how they can eliminate the pain and turn back the clock on their condition without drugs or surgery. โ Learn why the medications arenโt improving the symptoms โ Discover whatโs actually causing the pain โ Get a plan to actually get relief instead of being told take this medication and there isn't anything else that can be done Find out how thousands of neuropathy sufferers are being helped with an extremely high success rate! Only 20 spots available - Click to Redeem | NexMed Ormond | 290 | https://www.facebook.com/NexMedOrmond/ | 0 | SIGN_UP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2194964 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004049 | 1746634324 | 1634 | store.kjkalis.com | Shop now | IMAGE | Crime Fiction: 50% Off Sale | https://store.kjkalis.com/products/jess-montgomery-complete-series-bundle | 6.6496961031029E+14 | KJ Kalis | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463290561_1459322834765477_4652323536854268369_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=jrVHI36yZKEQ7kNvgHaJCk0&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A2Lwj08bHxFy5OSCpNbbi-1&oh=00_AYC-w_zHGvNcOtYkPAPkh_zms6XjrVr8AsXC_mThRe6r5A&oe=67145F86 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 2000+ 5-Star Reviews on these Bestselling Thrillers. Get 4 complete thrillers for only $9.99! They took her niece. Big mistake. Meet the female Bourne. From the best selling author of Twelve Years Gone and The Moscow Brief comes a nerve-twisting story that will keep you reading until the end. For a close knit family, the abduction of one of their own means everything is on the line. Everything. Jess Montgomery, an intelligence analyst, knows the clock is ticking from the moment her niece disappears. The kidnappers want one thing โ an impossible ask โ a secret so important itโs protected by national security. Thrown into a maze of murder, deception and conspiracy, Jess knows she has only one choice, save Abby. But, can she do it in time? Join the adventure today and get the entire thriller book series for 50% off! Read instantly on your favorite device. Click SHOP NOW to see the deal! | KJ Kalis | 695 | https://www.facebook.com/100063576698584/ | 0 | SHOP_NOW | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195373 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004056 | 1746634324 | 1634 | fb.me | Learn More | DCO | โ Get Relief That Lasts | Book your appointment now. | http://fb.me/ | 1.0093251662947E+14 | Carolina TotalCare | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462932764_515147334764085_1068525930532867246_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=glQsBxu9Ee4Q7kNvgHN3TYV&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ApI0i_ugTb_kijCY9Z2O0j2&oh=00_AYDuNOBG04Pzdxf5-CcCIFPBGvSNcK2nruOFy3qKZ6IF9Q&oe=671435A9 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Can you recover from peripheral neuropathy? For some people, peripheral neuropathy is temporary, treatable or bothโฆ But most of the typical treatment plans are simply not effective. We want to help you take back control of your body and your life without surgery, drugs, or needles. We are on a mission to help the first 15 patients who schedule a $49 Neuropathy Consultation that includes โก Consultation โก Thermography Imaging โก Sensory Test โก Full Exam Also, you will get answers to questions like: โ What is the underlying cause of the nerve damage? โ How severe is my condition? โ Are other conditions contributing? โ What types of nerves have damage? โ How much treatment do nerves require to heal? This is one of the only non-pharmaceutical neuropathy treatments thatโs both effective and FDA cleared. Specifically designed to quickly alleviate the discomfort of burning and tingling sensations, our approach not only eases your painโฆ We target the root cause of neuropathy to give you lasting relief. Schedule your $49 consultation now by clicking the โLearn Moreโ button below. | Carolina TotalCare | 1095 | https://www.facebook.com/CarolinaTotalCare/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195745 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004063 | 1746634324 | 1634 | https://cleshy.com/products/cleshy-ergonomic-pillo... | Shop Now | DCO | Pillow Of Your Dreams ๐ญ | โ โ โ โ โ 12,859+ Happy Customers! | https://cleshy.com/products/cleshy-ergonomic-pillow | 3.9881516332393E+14 | Cleshy | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462698840_1276986276813144_8760481943166824368_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zANqI_HlMycQ7kNvgGvBbXS&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZiSRdCbJg1ZyhIuySZk8be&oh=00_AYD0IMP16m7xkLFNc8xEdXEz_fp_XlnOP6lBvLGwJa2xeQ&oe=671459BA | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | ๐ "This pillow changed my life! After just 3 weeks, my neck and shoulders feel incredible. No more midnight wake-ups!"๐ | Cleshy | 1511 | https://www.facebook.com/61565080155210/ | 0 | SHOP_NOW | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195478 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/24/25, 9:49 AM | 1729004058 | 1748098167 | 1634 | h5.readinkapp.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅRead Next Chapter Now๐ | https://h5.readinkapp.com/ad/fb/template_custom.html?pixelId=714691314167846&templateId=670c915fef148c969e68a284&accountId=1231131941397457&ar=0&arp=30&art=0&ad_id={{ad.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&campaign_id={{campaign.id}} | 4.873625944497E+14 | My sweetie | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463334682_559471309973103_1836591546376062074_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7n1Dxn0_y2QQ7kNvgGagIzJ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ACb1XOk1evxGjmFMUaIzz0l&oh=00_AYCSS12HRlT0Mtli9tgfvxwsrUD_4vGkKaqoeGYuSXEl7A&oe=67143F7E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "โ โ !!๐ซ๐ซ!! MY BOYFRIEND CHEATED ON ME. FELL IN LOVE WITH DADDY'S FRIEND!!!SO DAMN HOT #unexpected direction# SECRET LOVEโค ๐ #FORBIDDENLOVE Angelee found out her scumbag boyfriend cheated on her with her best friend. She went to a bar and drunk herself to death. She accidently met Julian, who is her faher's best friend, and her boss. -------- โAngelee?โ He looks at me confused. But I just open my lips, saying slowlyโฆ โJulian, I want you to fuck me.โ Julian looks at me with a serious expressionโฆ He blinks a few times, trying to understand my words, seems like hallucinatingโฆ. โSay again?โ โI want you to f-โ Julian pulls me by the arm into the apartment, preventing the word fuck from fully escaping through my lips again. He closes the door with one hand, keeping his fingers firmly around my armโฆ His firm touch makes me even more sensitive. โAre you high?โ Julian asks seriously, and in the face of my rolling eyes, as I disengage myself from his grip, he completes, โYou're definitely high.โ โWhy are you looking at me like I'm insane?โ I cross my arms, making my breasts bounce in my cleavage. And I can swear that this draw Julian's eyes for an instant, even if he quickly turns away. Humโฆ โBecause you seem to be high.โ He sighs, running his hand through the blond hair, โAre you listening to yourself?โ โYes. I want you to take my virginity.โ I say firmly, and he grunts, โListen, it makes sense! You're handsome, women are always at your feet, and you're great at having one-night stands!โ โYou're not serious.โ โYes, I am. Besides, you're my friendโฆโ โAnd your father's best friend.โ He stresses, โNeed I mention that I'm ten years older than you?โ โThat means more experienceโฆ. And that's all a virgin need!โ Julian gives a dry laugh, crossing his arms as well, โLet's consider that none of that matter. Still, I don't do with virgins.โ โWhy?โ I ask, disappointed, shrugging my shoulders. He sighs, gritting his teethโฆ. โAngelee, you shouldn't act like this just because it didn't work out with an asshole. You're still young, surely, you'll meet someone who will be worth the waitโฆโ โNo, I'm not doing this to get back at him.โ I turn away, walking around the apartment, feeling my nerves flare. โYou don't understandโฆ It's not like I wanted to wait this long.โ Julian frowns, as I sit down on the stool, โWhat do you mean?โ โBecause he wanted to marry a virgin, I had to refrain for four years! But while I was holding back, he was sleeping around! I was frustrated for four years, Julian!โ I throw my body back, leaning against the kitchen island, and add with a grunt, โHe had the nerve to say I'm like the favorite food he leaves to eat last! Really, I can't believe I wasted so much time over a bastard like him!โ" | My sweetie | 3 | https://www.facebook.com/61565794779194/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195803 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004064 | 1746634324 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Learn more | VIDEO | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=1600823597386213&rawadid=120213238734710687 | 2.2788780707259E+14 | Lovestory-hh | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462879797_1750205205723500_7001511676653237948_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=t5issgYH1v8Q7kNvgGD62C5&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A3OkQcgoN8-1rOHRtzbBBLI&oh=00_AYBBf7Q9rwKlVwP5cM6MI8gGgAEHuB3OLgNtDLD5o4FDXw&oe=671459AE | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | My husband is deeply in love with his first love. When I told him jokingly that I was pregnant, he told me seriously: "You can't have this baby." I loved him, but I didn't want to love him blindly, so I ran away. Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195524 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 6/11/25, 6:03 AM | 1729004059 | 1749639801 | 1634 | website.metronovel.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐Click to read the full novel๐๐ | https://website.metronovel.com/share/middle/hh5zpz0t5rlypkrrvgssqdu0?campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 1.1611272824834E+14 | A love story book | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462677079_1720583695403051_5461764996801692416_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=eBfDgQm1zQoQ7kNvgFcJMxE&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AR3Vzb_z-KjLI7vjMdZxU58&oh=00_AYDFR9FBPEIX2U506GJsj4ZQfM6f8cLv2KjWGHQNMZwvzw&oe=67145B4B | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | ๐๐๐"I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot. Athena, who never expected him to do something like this, fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. Chapter-1 Fiery Passion It was the second week since Athena's father died. Martyred in the rogue attack on the pack two weeks ago, her dad, the Gama of the pack, was one of the warriors who lost their lives in the brutal fight. Athena's mother died giving birth to her, and now her father was gone, too. After having lost both of her guardians and no direct relative to take care of her, she was devastated. To survive alone, she had to carry a facade. A facade of being strong and independent. Seeing her cold and aloof, glaring at everyone most of the time, everyone started maintaining their distance from her. Except for two people. Alpha's son, Cole, her lover, and her bully, the future Beta, Jake. Cole and she were a perfect match made in heaven, or thatโs what Athena thought. Having been crushing on her best friend since childhood, she knew he was the best guy for her. After her parents' death, he was her only love and hope in life. Though she didnโt want to ruin her friendship with him over brief fantasies, she knew something was there between them. Even her wolf, Celine, agreed with her. Cole had hinted to her he liked her, and she wanted to be the one by his side for the rest of her life, but the only thing stopping them was the mate bond. They didn't know if they were each other's mates. A mate bond was considered the most sacred bond in their country, unlike others where chosen mates were allowed. Cole's eighteenth birthday has already passed, and since he didnโt mention finding his mate, she was now more sure that she was his mate. Though he has said nothing about her being his mate, maybe, it was because he didn't want to burden her uselessly. She has noticed how Cole gets jealous and possessive of her even after his birthday. That gaze he throws at her all the time can't be mistaken for a friendship gaze. Athena smiled at the mere imagination of being loved by Cole. The wait was for only a year more till she'll find out Cole is her mate. Once her wolf howls in approval for Cole's wolf, she knows they will complete the mating ceremony on the same day, and Cole will give her the best he always promised her. Smiling at the thoughts clouding her mind after attending to her father's grave and telling him everything about how she has been trying her best to live her life happily, Athena decided to stop by Cole's family farmhouse to relax. Cole had given her the keys to this farmhouse because his parents were never here, and he wanted her to use this place whenever she wanted to run away from people. At first, she thought it was okay for people to feel bad for her since her father and the Gama of the pack died, but when she heard some girls badmouthing her behind her back that she was mourning to gain attention, Athena knew they were just cunning foxes who befriend her because of Cole's support. Taking a deep breath, Athena turned around the corner, her nose scrunching as she neared the farmhouse. Was someone inside the farmhouse? It was obvious Cole's scent would be there since it was his, but why did it smell like Bianca? "Aahhh, please. Faster. Yes, that's the spot. Come on. Give me all of you, alpha. Ohh, you are the strongest man," Bianca's shameful words rang in Athena's ears, and Athena paused in her steps, contemplating if she should go inside. Turning around, she was about to leave when she heard a voice she had never thought she would hear in her wildest dreams. "Take this, cow. Take it all inside. Let me fill you up. This is what naughty cows like you deserve," Cole's words were like a smack to Athena's face, and she felt her body numbing with each step she took towards the house, every word they spoke, and the smell of the desire, sweat, and their colorful events. "Give it to me all, Alpha. Fill me up. I am ready for all the punishment. I'm yours," Bianca's words continued before Athena heard Bianca's scream, and the smell of her juices wafted through her nostrils, making her dizzy as she felt the ground below her slipping away. She fell to her knees as their merciless act continued. She had tried calling Bianca. Bianca had been awfully good to her in her mourning time, thus she wanted to see if Bianca wanted to hang out, but the call didn't go through, and now Athena knew the reason. On the couch where Cole used to speak of his unending love for her, Bianca and Cole were there in fiery passion. Cole was in and out of Bianca while her nails dug into his back, her face scrunched in pure bliss under him. Athena knew she needed to run away, but her body had frozen. It was like her body was forcing her to look at the scene in front of her. If Bianca's and Cole's words earlier were a slap to her face, this felt like someone took her heart out of her chest and stabbed her with a knife continuously. A wolf's sense of noise and smell is one of the strongest, but they were so lost in their passion that they didn't even notice a new person standing at the door. Heck, they didn't even care to lock the door in the first place. They were so consumed by their desire and passion, that it looked like nothing mattered to them at the moment. Jake, who had been following Athena to irritate and make fun of her and make sure she isn't bawling her eyes out again, looked at her sitting on the ground in a daze and was about to smack the back of her head to have a good laugh when the scene in front of her came into his view. His original plan only included irritating her a little, but seeing the hot tears flowing down her cheeks, he felt a swirl of emotions that were a mixture of anger, sadness, pity, sympathy, frustration, and anguish took over him. Jake liked bullying her. It was his favorite pastime, but right now, he felt like hugging and consoling her. The only reason he used to bully her all this time was that she saw no one else than Cole all her life, and it was nerve-wracking for him. Shaking his head to get the thoughts out of his head and control his anger, Jake took a deep breath. Holding her hand in a tight grip, Jake pulled her out of the area with a scowl on his face. If it would've been any other time, Athena would've snapped at him for even touching her, let alone holding her hand like this, but right now, she didn't even bother to look at who was pulling her. The image of Cole banging Bianca on that couch was spinning in her head like a never-ending movie roll. Until now, her body and mind didn't even want to believe what she saw. Chapter-2 A chosen rejection "What the heck do you think you were doing sitting there like a fool? Do you have no self-esteem?" Jake growled, his growl attracting the attention of everyone in the pack as they stopped their work to look towards the forest. Jake was the beta's son and was about to take the position of the beta after his father. Not to mention how his mother was an alpha. Thus, the power in his voice was no joke. "Have you gone deaf? Answer me! What were you waiting for? For Cole to finish up so he could give you an explanation of what was going on? Do you think it was the situation that has some explanation in the first place?" Jake seethed with anger, and Athena looked at him with torn eyes. "There has to be. Cole can't do something like that to me. He didn't say he found his mate, either. Why would he think of hiding something like this from me? I always supported him with every decision. Maybe Bianca made the move on him." Athenaโs mind was going in denial, and Jake could sense it. "Athena Matthew! Come to your senses, will you? Do you think what you saw in that house was some script? Cole, your best friend, was -" Jake stopped mid-sentence when he saw her glassy eyes. It was clear. No matter what Athena told herself to cooperate with the truth, her mind and heart already knew what had happened. Her trembling form was proof of it. "Tell your wolf to take over and help you, Athena. Please, I know I haven't been the best support for you, but listen to me just this once. This is the only way you can get over your emotions right now, or I am afraid -" Jake didn't complete his words. He held her arms tightly, gritting his teeth when her body didn't stop shaking. "It hurts so much," For the first time, Athena whimpered since her fatherโs death, and Jake hugged her from behind. "It will be over. Shhh... Let go of it. Nothing severe happened. It was good he wasn't your mate, and you didn't consummate your love and affection by marking each other, no?" Jake tried to pacify Athena. Honestly, this was the first time she was letting him hug her like this after their childhood, and if it had been any other opportunity, he would've rejoiced for getting his friend back, but not today. "What happened, Jake? Are you bullying her again?โ Cole's mother, the ex-luna of the pack looked at Athena with sympathy as she came up. "Why can't you leave her alone? She has already suffered so much." At her words, Jake scoffed. "Are you sure I am the one bullying her? Why don't you ask that of your son, who is banging her friend?" Jake growled, and though he knew he was disrespecting the ex-luna, he cared little. As if having sensed the commotion, Cole came out after a while, walking towards the center of the pack. "What's going on here?" Cole asked, his gaze shifting and darkening when he saw Jake hugging Athena while she looked weak and sad. "Son, what is happening? Why is Jake saying you hurt Athena?" Cole's mother asked, and Cole paused. There is no way she saw everything just now, did she? But if that was the case, why did they not hear anything? Was he so lost in his moment of pleasure? "I am sure she is sad because she visited her father's grave. Leave her alone, Jake," Cole said coldly, but Jake didn't back down. "You are trying to say you weren't in that farmhouse banging Bianca a few moments ago? Because that's exactly what she saw," Jake said, and Cole's eyes widened ever so slightly. "Is Bianca your mate, Cole?" Athena whispered, finally finding the courage to address the elephant in the room. If Bianca was his mate, she was ready to forgive him. She knows a mate bond is sacred and can't be fought, but she won't forgive him for keeping things from her and making her look like a fool in front of everyone. "She isn't," Cole sighed before he looked at everyone, clenching his jaws. โIf she isnโt your mate, then -โ Athena didnโt complete her sentence, her heart aching again. There was no pressure of mate bond. It was all his doing. It hurt even more. "I indeed found my mate on my birthday," Cole said, "You are my mate." Cole confessed after a dragging silence, and it felt like another bucket of ice was poured over her head. It didn't make sense to her. She was Coleโs mate? Then what the hell was he doing banging some other girl? What was going on inside his head? Why didnโt he tell her? Cole's words not only shocked Jake and Athena but everyone in the pack. "What did you say?" Jake was the one to ask. "She is my mate, but I don't - it's complicated, okay?" Cole tried to reason as he walked towards her. Raising his hand, he was about to cup her cheeks to pacify her when Athena gave him a tight slap, making his head whip to the side as he stood there in shock while everyone gasped. Her wolf was howling in pain inside her. She was howling so loud that Athena was scared if she continued this, she might lose her voice. 'It is painful. How could he do this to us? Why did his wolf allow it in the first place? It was our place. We were supposed to be there with him. How could he -' Celine wailed and howled, and Athena's heart broke even more. "I was sad and angry because I thought my best friend betrayed me and didn't tell me something so important. I thought the person I loved my whole life couldn't find it in him to tell me the truth about his feelings, but you were my mate? All this love I felt for you, this unending attraction, was because you were my mate, and you knew all about it but chose to stay quiet. How dare you, Cole?!" Athena growled, and Cole massaged his jaws before sighing. "We will talk about this at home, okay? Let's not create a useless ruckus here. Let go of her, Jake," Cole said the last sentence authoritatively. "Why at home? I want everyone to know the truth. Why were you banging with her? If it was just about this physical part, you knew I was just waiting for us to recognize each other as mates, and nothing would've stopped us from mating, so what -" Athena paused before looking at Cole in disbelief. If it had been anyone else, it would've become hard to believe. But Athena knew Cole all too well. Bianca moved into the pack five months ago. Who was Bianca? She was the other pack's alpha's illegitimate daughter. She had alpha blood running in her veins. And despite her legitimacy, she would still be called an Alpha's daughter. When it comes to comparing the two of them, Athena was no match for her. Is this why Cole chose her? "It's because of power," Athena answered her own question, and Cole stopped pretending like the good guy. "You are right. It's because of power. I want her to be my Luna, and she is equally interested. So I don't see why I should be paired with a Gama, who does nothing but cry on her sadness," Cole scoffed before turning around. "When Jake bullies you, someone said something to you, you remember your father, or you broke something, all you do is cry, and it gets on my nerves. I can't have a weakling like you as my Luna. But I respected our friendship, and that's why I didn't tell you all this keeping your situation in mind," Cole said, and even though Jake didn't particularly like this guy because of his behavior, he couldn't believe his Alpha was saying something like this. "When the moon goddess pairs two people, she doesn't do it so that they could become the most powerful couple of all time. She does that because those two people are supposed to complete each other," Jake reasoned, and Cole chuckled. "Well, I am sorry, but I can't take such a wuss as my mate. I am not banishing her from the pack, and she can live here for free, even enjoy my affection from time to time, but that's the most I can do for her," Cole's attitude was dripping from his words. It was clear to everyone. He was pitying Athena. "I have already chosen my Luna. It's Bianca Howl," Cole smiled at Bianca, who came over to him and kissed him in front of everyone, and if that was the last string of thread that needed to break, it did. Wiping her eyes and cheeks furiously to stop the tears that were becoming the reason for her miseries, Athena looked at Cole before taking a deep breath. "You made your decision about choosing your Luna. I will decide whether to stay and see this dirt. You not only shamed the scared mate bond, our pure friendship, my love towards you, but also the moon goddess," Athena's eyes turned a shade darker, and her tears started looking like they were tears of blood dripping down her cheeks. "You want to leave the pack? You don't like my pity and sympathy? It's okay. You can leave whenever you want. This pack doesn't need ungrateful cowards like you anyway," Cole smirked. "I, Cole Trickster, reject Athena Matthews as my duly mate, the future Luna of the pack, and strip her of all the Luna responsibilities. I, Cole Trickster, also reject Athena as a member of the White moon pack, hereby declaring her as a rogue," Cole looked at Athena bloodshot, and she, who never expected him to do something like this fell to her knees before an ear-piercing scream left her mouth. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" she screamed, throwing her head back when her body felt like it was lit on fire. Jake looked at the scene in front of him in horror as Athena curled in a cocoon shape while ear-piercing screams left her mouth, making his heart tremble for her. It was as if rejecting the mate bond wasn't enough, he had to strip her of the pack bond too. Jake knew Cole was an ungrateful brat, but he had never imagined that he would be this bad. He took away her only link to her parents. Now that she is a rogue, she won't be allowed in the pack. Athena's tears flew out of her eyes uncontrollably. Everyone who saw her felt bad for her at the moment. Though they understood their Alpha's decision and were okay with it, maybe he was a bit too much in taking away her home too. The ex-luna of the pack stood there in shock as she never thought her son would do something like this to someone. It was as if he was a whole new person right now. "Cole -" She started, but Cole glared at her, and she bowed her head, not saying anything. The pain would continue to last for around 24 hours till the bond breaks slowly, and she becomes a rogue. And with that pain, she will have to pack whatever belongings she wants before leaving the pack. "Athena, stand up. These people don't deserve to see you like this," Jake helped her up before he supported her and started walking her back to her house. Cole, who saw this scene, gritted his teeth in annoyance. He had known all about Jake's care and affection for Athena all this while she used to get bullied. As a man, he could read what was going on in another man's heart, and he knew Jake bullied her because he wanted her attention on himself. And seeing how Jake was jumping on the opportunity, Cole clenched his fist. "Leave her alone, Jake. She is a rogue now. I am sure you wouldn't want to lose your place in the pack for helping a rogue, would you?" Cole scoffed, and he thought Jake would leave Athena's hands, but to his shock, he tightened his grip on her hands even more. "That won't be a problem. I don't want to live in a pack run by a power-hungry, backstabbing brat either. I am sure our previous Alpha Samuel would be ashamed of his son right now, just like your mother, who can't even look at you," Jake scoffed before looking at everyone, shaking his head at the people who were just standing and enjoying the show. "What did you threaten me with? Leave the pack, right? I, Jake Hunter, reject the pack bond of White moon pack, and hereby declare myself as a rogue," Jake said, and Athena, who was barely controlling her pain, widened her eyes as she turned to look at the guy. | A love story book | 25 | https://www.facebook.com/61550127762728/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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He immediately dropped the document and rushed out! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &35& | Hello reading | 47241 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195489 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004058 | 1746634324 | 1634 | m.novelworldoversea.com | Learn more | IMAGE | Click to read all chapters | https://m.novelworldoversea.com/4u9l6i45jg0.html | 4.181661680556E+14 | Storyverse | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463110931_510128765240391_7370894001776792619_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fX6kZHTJ434Q7kNvgE_fLxp&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AYqVnTMXEnfZxzf8Wg899kk&oh=00_AYDTMl8KplCj5wqUfUQ6V508jPJ2D0HhOQ7OMsw8gL3JUw&oe=6714493B | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Uncle Aleksei forced his hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my l | Storyverse | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61567115634026/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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"Don't talk about that," Indiana said, her voice was still quiet but it was firm. "Struck a nerve have I?" Greyson wondered and smirked. "Somebody likes it kinky." * Indiana Hughs had always been the quiet one; the shy one. She was always the one that stayed in the background. She blended in and never got noticed. She liked it like that. So when she's forced to move schools, she is not happy. Everyone notices a new kid, but she doesn't want that attention. Especially not from Mr Bad Boy who seemed to be very interested in her. * "You'll be fine," her mother said and waved her hand dismissively at her. "Just be social and make friends!" "Social," Indiana muttered and grabbed her bag from the back seat. "Sure." She climbed out of the car, ignoring her mother's happy wave goodbye. She slammed the door behind her and looked up at the brick building in front of her. It was simple. Large stone steps led up to large double doors that were flooded with many students, laughing and talking to their friends. The students noticed Indiana. She groaned quietly and swung her rucksack over her shoulder. She lowered her gaze as she walked up the steps that led to the school and didn't look up as she walked through the bustling corridors. She thought that if she couldn't see anyone, maybe they couldn't see her either. She knew she was being stupid. The town she and her mother had moved to wasn't small, but it wasn't big either. Not everyone knew each other personally, but they would recognize a new face from a mile away. This made Indianna's anxiety rise. She hated being noticed. She was most definitely an introvert. Indianna clutched her hands tighter around the strap of her rucksack and carried on down the corridor. She had come to the school a few days before and the Principal had shown her around, but she could only remember how to get to her locker. She fumbled with the lock and hurriedly grabbed the textbooks that were stacked neatly inside, stuffing them into her rucksack. Indiana hated that she could feel everyone's curious stares at her. She hated that she stood out. She swallowed nervously and looked at the crumpled piece of paper in her hands. She scanned the timetable and saw that her first lesson was history. After stuffing her timetable back into her pocket she braced herself and walked down the busy corridors, hoping to find her class. Indiana let out a sigh of relief when she found the classroom. It was relatively empty so she made a beeline straight to the back of the class. Now there were no eyes on her she let her shoulders relax and she leaned back in her chair. One year, she told herself. She had to survive for one year in this new town and then she was free. She would graduate and be able to go wherever she pleased. "Hi!" Indianna's heart jumped in her chest when a blonde, curly-haired girl appeared next to her. She was smiling brightly and had kind eyes. "You're Indianna, aren't you? Indiannna Hughs? You've moved to town with your mother, right?" Indiana stared at the blonde girl with wide eyes. She wanted to go unnoticed, but this girl definitely seemed to know her. Indiana didn't know how to respond. "Sorry," the girl apologized and sat down next to Indiana. "I didn't mean to scare you, I just thought I'd introduce myself, I know everyone in town. I'm Brooke!" Indiana nodded and looked at her hands that were resting on the desk. She picked at her chipped black nail varnish and hoped this girl would go away. She wasn't good with people. She'd rather be left alone. Brooke blinked and waited for Indianna to speak. She frowned when Indianna said nothing. "Not a people person?" She wondered. "That's okay, people would argue that I can talk enough for two people." Indianna's eyes flickered to Brooke and back to her hands. "You can talk to me, I promise I don't bite," Brooke said kindly. Indiana stiffened and shook her head. "No," she whispered. Her voice was gentle and soft. Brooke frowned. "No?" "Don't talk about that, please," Indiana said. "Talk about what?" Brooke asked, cocking her head to the side. "Biting," Indiana muttered. Brooke noticed how she grabbed her wrist, her eyes flashing with panic. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to I'll shut up now," Brooke said quickly and she looked up when a guy walked up to them. He had the same blond curly hair as Brooke and matching brown eyes. "Brooke, you're not terrorizing the new girl, are you?" He teased, smiling at Brooke. "No!" Brooke gasped and hit his arm. "Well, not purposely. Indiana, this is Brandon, my cousin. Bran, meet Indiana Hughs." "Hi," Brandon said warmly. "It's nice to meet you, Indiana." Indiana swallowed and looked up at him, forcing a smile. "Hello." "She's a little shy," Brooke said. "After a few minutes with you I'm sure that'll change," Brandon laughed. Indiana looked up at the clock on the wall and she groaned internally, less than ten minutes of the lesson had passed. If the year was going to pass as slowly as this she didn't know how she was going to survive. Indiana frowned when Brooke sighed. "Oh, great," she said as the classroom door opened and three guys walked in. Brooke made an effort to slouch down in her seat and avoid eye contact. Brandon glared at them. The two boys at the front were talking to one another. One was joking around, he had ginger hair and a carefree demeanor. The brown-haired boy was smiling, showing off his dimples. He seemed kind. Both of them were very attractive. The last guy made Indianna's heart race. His face was blank, his eyes dark and frightening. His hands were stuffed into the pockets of his jeans and she noticed tattoos covering his arms, the rest hidden by his white t-shirt. Indiana forced herself to look away. He was so incredibly gorgeous but so incredibly frightening. The rest of the class seemed to agree as they were all staring at him with wide eyes. Indiana couldn't tell if the looks he was receiving were lust or fear. The guy, who now looks irritable, ran his fingers through his dark hair, pushing it away from his chiseled face. "What?" He snapped. His voice was deep, stern, and projected throughout the classroom even though he barely raised it. One word from his mouth made Indianna's stomach fill with butterflies. "Who are they?" Indiana asked quietly, eyeing the guy as he sat down on the opposite side of the classroom. He kicked his feet back onto the desk and crossed his arms over his chest, turning to his two friends and joining in their conversation. "The ginger one is Kal and Ace is the brown-haired one," Brooke said. "The guy at the back is Greyson Evans," Brandon muttered. "Stay away from him," Brooke said firmly to Indiana. "He's fucked about half the school and I'm pretty sure he has like a billion STDs. He's also a dick." "I can hear you, Brooklyn." Indianna's eyes widened when Greyson turned in his seat and raised his eyebrows at Brooke. He raised an eyebrow at her. "Not gossiping again, are we?" "I'm just telling the truth," Brooke shrugged and smiled sweetly. "I'm very interested to hear what you have to say," Greyson urged, smirking. "I highly doubt you would enjoy hearing what I had to say," Brooke shrugged. Greyson sighed and his eyes flickered to Brandon who hadn't stopped glaring at the three guys since they entered the room. "Brandon, stop with the glaring. I will punch you and considering you're Brooklyn's cousin I know I shouldn't," he paused, his eyes glittering with dangerous amusement, "but you very well know I will." "Greyson," Brooke sighed. Indiana noticed how she seemed to be the only person in the room who wasn't looking at Greyson with fear-filled eyes. "You will not punch Brandon." "Like you'd be able to stop me, Brooklyn. You may be surprisingly high up on the school social ladder, but I know of a guy who can keep you on your leash." Greyson's two friends both laughed and he smirked when Brooke pursed her lips, her cheeks going a light shade of pink. "Don't try and tell me what I can and can't do, Brooklyn. You will always lose." "Speaking of Harry, where is he?" | Romance Novels | 2648 | https://www.facebook.com/61552551444114/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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He immediately dropped the document and rushed out! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &35& | Hello reading | 47241 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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He immediately dropped the document and rushed out! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &35& | Hello reading | 47241 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195438 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004058 | 1746634325 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Watch more | VIDEO | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=263741546706881&jump=1&rawadid=120212943727240245 | 2.2788780707259E+14 | Lovestory-hh | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463109585_1054520145945901_7594507009113005898_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zHfriyua3AUQ7kNvgEY28HK&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AgHIXvF4AI2TjnDvC9On7IC&oh=00_AYBSdqlgM78f5CLE68p34Xdj5v1qtQZVvUEK3TaoIuucYg&oe=6714576F | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | On the day of her difficult childbirth, her husband and lover were as close as glue, and her heart was as lifeless as ashes. She decided to divorce! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8166 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195313 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004055 | 1746634325 | 1634 | enjoyae.com | Learn more | VIDEO | Click to watch more exciting content๐๐ | https://enjoyae.com/wf_land_page/30728.html?language=en×tamp=1728441912743&channelCode=WAENF1000870&bid=21000206028&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&ad_group_name={{adset.name}}&ad_group_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}} | 1.1146272159703E+14 | Webfic | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463193474_1280448436282361_3296636103149476944_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=QbyzNqIE8VEQ7kNvgFGW4QB&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ak4gslN21ptSzibq_CMXdjG&oh=00_AYBXcyd8Dmhk-XaShVbcHQ9mdqr_tDNBUKiYoAwoLx8crA&oe=671459AB | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "B*tch! How dare you push Zoey down the stairs? You deserve to die!" At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic | 88204 | https://www.facebook.com/100082564916000/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my legs, so I rub my thighs together to help tend the ache. But it doesnโt help. No, it only makes me desperate to be touched. If this plan backfires and Iโm left hot to trotโฆwithout any actual trottingโฆIโm in for a world of hurt. โCan you give me a brief outline of the lesson plan now?โ Aleksei grips the shelves above my head, and they creak in protest. His face moves within an inch of mine, those gray eyes deepening to black. โYou tempt me to madness on my final day in perdition, Georgina?โ โIt didnโt have to be this way.โ I shrug off my jean jacket and let it drop to the ground, arching my back to draw his attention to my bosom. โAll those times in your bed, late at night. No one would โ โ โStop this,โ he grinds out, pressing closer. โNo one would have known if youโd make me yours.โ โEveryone would have known within nine months, little angel. Once I gave in and facked you, youโd have been taking my seed morning, noon and night.โ Twin flames blaze to life in his eyes, evidence of the danger lurking inside this man who has cared for me for so long. โAnd make no mistake. You are already mine.โ Nine months. Nine. He means he would have gotten me pragnant. What about protection? We havenโt even kissed and heโs already talking about me having his children? There is so much that remains a mystery. Except for the fact that I want him. And I know in the deepest part of my heart that Aleksei would never, ever do something that wasnโt in my best interest. So I throw caution to the wind and incite his lust more. I want him to give me every ounce of it. โNo. Iโm not yours yet.โ My hands trace the outline of his chest and core muscles as they heave into my palms. โWhy donโt you do something to change that?โ His voice is full of dark promise when he says, โVery well, angel.โ Those capable hands drop from the shelves, hanging at his sides as our foreheads meet. He rolls them together while his hot breath forms steam on my lips. How long is he going to keep his mouth a fraction of an inch from mine? Oh God. Every second he waits, bolts turn tight below my belly button, moisture collects inside my pantie. Finally, his thumbs brush my hips and he grates a string of Russian words. His forehead grinds against mine. And just when I think Iโm going to be left in suspense forever, Aleksei slides his tongue into my mouth. I make the most embarrassing sound and almost hit the floor, like the total rookie that I am. Tongue right off the bat? Isnโt there supposed to be some lip stuff to lead into the main event? Ohโฆmy God. I donโt care. I just want more. And Aleksei gives it to me. He catches me by the elbows and drags me back upright, wedging me between his made โ of โ stone body and the bookshelf, flicking his tongue against mine until I join him, mating our mouths in a rhythm that echoes in my pulse. Who is this man? I thought I knew everything about him, right down to his preferred vodka and cologne of choice. I know which of my fatherโs associates make him stick closer to me when theyโre around, his lack of a middle name, that he secretly enjoys watching Ellen. Did I know he could kiss like this? Uh, no. His lips are only beginning to slant over mine, his tongue fully invading my mouth with full, sweeping licks, when his hands roam down my backside. This time, they donโt stop with a squeeze of my right cheek, though. No, his rough palms slide inside my pantie and grasp both sides of my bottom firmly. Possessively. With a tortured, male sound, the kiss deepensโฆand my feet leave the ground. My legs move automatically to surround his hiips as Iโm dragged slowly โ so slowly โ up the length of his hardness. That private, untouched part of me rides from the root of Alekseiโs manhood to the very top, where he keeps me. โSome days I donโt know if Iโll survive without these thighs around me. Welcoming me,โ he grates. โYou jumped into my arms onceโฆlong ago. You could barely get your legs around me then, but you tried. You tried so hard. It was almost my undoing, Georgina, standing there while you struggled to open them wide enough to fit my body.โ Flashes of memory bombard from all sides. Alekseiโs curses, his flexing jaw. โI remember. You left. YouโฆI didnโt know what Iโd done wrong.โ โNothing, angel. Youโre never anything but too facking right. I think even your father knew I went home to stroke my cocck that afternoon.โ His hands knead my backside with intention, and every muscle below my waist constricts, ripping a whimper from my throat. โThis vow I made has almost been broken many times. Iโd sell my soul to break it right now and slide my diick inside your tight hole.โ โOh,โ I blurt, my head spinning from Alekseiโs confessions. His filthy speech that somehow sounds oh โ so โ amazing. โIsnโt that what y โ youโre going to do?โ I donโt realize Iโm holding my breath, my eyes gone blind, until Aleksei laughs a little against my mouth. Thereโs only the barest touch of humor in the sound, and an ocean full of agony. And with my cliit bearing down on the thick tip of him, Iโm totally sharing in that pain. Oh wow. My inner walls are clenching out of control, my thighs squirming around Alekseiโs hiips. Forget wet. Iโm soaked. Can he feel that? He must. I can barely supply oxygen to my lungs and how dare he laugh? Howโฆdare heโฆwait, what am I mad about again? โLook at me now,โ he growls, his accent thickening. I shake my head to loosen the lust fuzz and focus on familiar gray eyes. Only theyโre not so familiar right now. Theyโre more than a little wild, pupils dilated. โYes?โ I whisper. โYou will come to understand that I do not break my vows, Georgina. I promised to keep you innocent, and soon I will promise to keep you. Period. I will have your pusy at five oโclock and no sooner.โ His grip on my bottom strengthens. โUntil then, soak me through, little angel.โ Iโm about to question Alekseiโs order when he rolls his hiips and sparks go off behind my eyes. Like everything else heโs done since our kiss started, itโs sensual and smooth. His impossibly huge stiffness chafes the silk of my underwear in slow waves. Up and back. Up and back. Until Iโm gasping for air and digging my nails into his shoulder, thighs shaking. Even my hair follicles are screaming with sensation. Oh God. Ohโฆ โAleksei.โ My hiips tweak to meet his next roll, and I hit my peak. Only itโs not just a peak. Itโs the freaking Everest of orgesms, and my ears are ringing with the impact of it, because Iโve been waiting for this man to touch me since I can remember. โAleksei. Donโt stop.โ โDa. Thatโs a good angel.โ Another sharp roll, only this time he grinds me down onto his steel bulge, sending me into another realm of pleasure I never knew was possible. Straight up into the clouds above Everest. โMake a mess of my pants. Leave me covered in that vergin smell.โ โYes. Yes.โ I canโt stop shaking, and his dark voice against my forehead, the ownership of his hands that continue to knead me, keep my climax rolling, letting it master me. And the boulder of feeling rocking me to the core knocks loose my deepest secret without warning. โI love you.โ I cling to Aleksei, working my clenching flesh on his hard lap. โI love you.โ I only catch a glimpse of Alekseiโs flaring eyes before my back hits the bookshelf, his voice rasping in my ear. โDid you just sayโฆโ His chest shudders up and down. โDid you mean that?โ My neck loses power, sending my forehead dropping into the crook of his neck. โYes. I always have. Always.โ Triumph and tenderness clash in his usually stoic face. โYou have given me heaven, angel. Now I will return the favor.โ When Aleksei peels me off the bookshelf and strides even farther into the dark, all I can think is, thereโs more? | Top novels | 132 | https://www.facebook.com/61561012736675/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195338 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004056 | 1746634325 | 1634 | enjoyae.com | Learn more | VIDEO | From Assassin's Doom to Rebirth and a Tangled Revenge with a Martial Arts Twist.Click to view the exciting follow-up. | https://enjoyae.com/wf_land_page/30600.html?language=en×tamp=1728367782701&channelCode=WAENF1000863&bid=21000206028&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&ad_group_name={{adset.name}}&ad_group_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}} | 1.1195567169515E+14 | Webfic-books | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462420456_3080843982053360_7206094890131661512_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=oKshunmFlWAQ7kNvgGiL0sv&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AMyis5l67zmhSsaYY2Rq__F&oh=00_AYC8q2CPsVPn50WAVasCZsi71Yc0_cvo8H3Qzit8G_HIlg&oe=67144F6A | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | The previous night, Lucille embarked on a top-secret mission. But the details leaked, causing her untimely death by a traitorous companion. She never knew the betrayer's identity. Miraculously, she got a new life, reborn as a girl with the same name. Determined to uncover truth and revenge for family, she seized the second chance. She planned to avenge loved ones. However, Joseph, a seemingly frail yet martial arts-skilled man who deeply fell for her, complicated her revenge plan. Now this new knowledge added more complexity to it. "B*tch! How dare you push Zoey down the stairs? You deserve to die!" At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic-books | 4380 | https://www.facebook.com/100086781164052/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195406 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004057 | 1746634325 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Watch more | IMAGE | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=1136562474144993&rawadid=120213852390740533 | 1.0375126607215E+14 | Delighted Reading | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462893313_1764796270724090_607290089260002193_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=MhuJ4DpRiAgQ7kNvgGSiAVi&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AxdSdF-sU5I5_nNcdql0yN3&oh=00_AYAQIvVRhQJ839UuRlt5s5XNSst7hn9JWtcBAVO8wetbXg&oe=67145A55 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | My husband is deeply in love with his first love. When I told him jokingly that I was pregnant, he told me seriously: "You can't have this baby." I loved him, but I didn't want to love him blindly, so I ran away. Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8166 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Delighted Reading | 8203 | https://www.facebook.com/100093179042627/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8166 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8166 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Delighted Reading | 8203 | https://www.facebook.com/100093179042627/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195431 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004057 | 1746634325 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Watch more | VIDEO | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=263741546706881&jump=1&rawadid=120212943677480245 | 2.2788780707259E+14 | Lovestory-hh | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463242779_1266368857583685_4429127462546239119_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=1I4Y2stRaQYQ7kNvgF8sREj&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AgHIXvF4AI2TjnDvC9On7IC&oh=00_AYBnONMecN7j_-ukhbtRWI_LGm6SBVqXnTlpvf0jx9XNtQ&oe=67146587 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | On the day of her difficult childbirth, her husband and lover were as close as glue, and her heart was as lifeless as ashes. She decided to divorce! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. 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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Delighted Reading | 8203 | https://www.facebook.com/100093179042627/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195042 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004050 | 1746634325 | 1634 | itunes.apple.com | Install now | VIDEO | Read with Your Earsโคโค | http://itunes.apple.com/app/id6673898734 | 4.7607252558073E+14 | BestDrama | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463042208_9475085782507862_3709091689417425872_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=IZ82slnTTW0Q7kNvgGqv43N&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ARa-v5aZExNATqyeVupUS01&oh=00_AYDnJpqva7M9TlGRzCWLzi-rYA1bNlFv7G0wmnGuLhuYOA&oe=671433D2 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "Justin, though you are my twin sister's mate. My dad is really mad at you and Raven being mates." Twin sister Reagan said to my mate. "I don't mind rejecting her, but I would have been embarrassed to face my mate" Justin said. "My father has decided to appoint me as his future Alpha not my sister Raven. So, I will be your luna." Reagan said to Justin. ******** I silently run through the woods letting my wolf Emerald out tonight. She has been anxious all day, well really the last few days, and I could tell that she needed to come out for a run. Alpha Cole Walker is the Alpha of the Blood Walker pack. He is said to be one of the most dangerous Alphas in the United States. It is said that he would hurt anyone who dared to enter his pack uninvited. Due to this fact, most of our pack members studiously avoid this area altogether. My twin sister, Reagan, is the golden child of the pack. They all love her unconditionally. She is cherished and appreciated, no matter what she does. They all seem to ignore the fact that she is a horrible and mean she-wolf. I was born first, and with that should come the respect that after I find my mate, I will officially be the Luna here, and he will take over as the Alpha of the pack. Yet they all treat her as the next Luna. My sister and I are the only children that our parents had. The Goddess never blessed them with another child, even though they tried for years. My father, Alpha Graham Sullivan, is very strict with me. I am not allowed to leave my room other than to eat my meals and then return back to my room again. I am also not allowed to leave our pack for any reason. I have never even crossed the border of the Sliver Blade pack in my life. I was the Alpha's daughter, but I was not a valued member of this pack. Telling on me has always resulted in a bonus for whoever told on me to my father. I have had to learn how to overcome this on my own. It has made me very independent over the years, as well as a very good climber. I use the tree outside my window at the pack house, to climb up and down to get in and out of my room. From my vantage point, I can see who is coming now and rolled my eyes so hard I almost saw my brain. It was Reagan, and she was pulling the arm of a pretty large guy, as she headed toward the grassy bank near my tree. I realized right this moment that I have picked a terrible place to hide. I should have doubled back and then climbed in my window to my room and I would have been safe and sound in my room. Reagan is clearly out with one of her many men, as she was allowed to stay out and do whatever she wanted to. I mean how else could she beat me to finding her mate if she didn't flirt with all the unmated men in our pack? I rolled my eyes again and then froze when I looked at them again and got a good look at his face. That smell coming off of him was starting to drive me wild, he smelled like freshly baked cinnamon buns, and I was now pissed off. She had come here with the guy that I had a crush on, someone with whom she had never shown any interest in before. It was our Beta's son and the guy that I have had a crush on for the last year and a half. "No, don't stop them, Raven, she has already been dating with him for the last few months. This is not the first time, it has been well before he returned to the pack earlier this week. They are together now, dating, and they have both vowed to reject their actual mates to stay together to take over and run this pack. Please, just try to bear it, I will help you get through it. I am glad that you are in a secure location, this may make you pass out" Emerald linked me, and I felt physically sick. "How do you know this? Did she know that he is my mate? Why can't I approach him? Maybe he wants me, Emerald. Please let me stop this. He might not know that I am his mate, he may still want me, want US! I don't want to lose him, Emerald. He may not be aware his true mate is here. Can't he already smell our scent up here, like I smelled his scent? Are you sure that this is the only way? Please Emerald" I linked her back, and I feel the tears that are already sliding down my face. I have questions, and I need answers. I am frustrated. I don't want to give up on my true mate. He doesn't even know that I am here, and I do want him. I don't want to give him up, especially not to my sister Reagan. I don't know if I can survive this level of betrayal. "I can't wait for mom and dad to announce to the pack that we will be the Alpha and Luna tomorrow. This is something that I have really wanted for the last 8 years. I am so glad you decided that we could be chosen mates. " My sister says to my mate. "Besides, I am also glad that you are willing to lead the Silver Blade pack with me. I have a feeling that my freak of a sister who keeps staring at you is going to be crushed when she finds out that we are together. You dodged by deciding to accept me as your chosen mate. I know that she has a crush on you, so she would probably try to ask you out or something when she sees that you are back from break." She adds. "I think we will be so happy together. Raven will be so angry when she finds out that we planned this months ago. I cannot wait for her to find out. I even told mom to have her sit on the front row for the pack meeting tomorrow, so I can see her face when dad makes the announcement. I am going to put her next to you so it will hurt her more when dad calls you up on stage. When she realizes that her crush is going to be my mate, she is going to be so jealous of me. I am so going to get a picture of her face when she finds out, as I will want to remember that moment for a long time" I heard Reagan say to him, and I was so choked up I couldn't hold in the sob of pain that managed to escape. It wasn't loud, but with werewolf hearing, it was loud enough. I just stayed completely still and prayed that they hadn't heard me, but Justin started talking when my sob escaped, and they had no reaction, so I think I am safe. "I have always thought that you were a she-wolf, Reagan. I am so glad that you came up to my training with your offer, and for us to get extra special time together. If Raven were allowed to move around the pack, I don't think that she would be missing the fact that she is my mate. I scented her today when I got back to the pack and confirmed she is my mate. Per our agreement, I don't mind rejecting her, as I am clearly getting the better sister out of this deal. I would have been embarrassed to have to call that freak of nature my mate" Justin said, and with it, my heart was completely crushed. These two evil people deserved each other, and I will not waste another tear on his betrayal. He "chose" her, so he can keep her. She will never be faithful to him, and he will not ever be able to trust that their children are his either. She was just doing this to ensure that they become the next Alpha and Luna. She is what he wanted, so she can have him. I am thoroughly disgusted by both of them, and I will not allow them to make me sad one more day. I had already decided to get out of this horrible pack, and I will not miss the Silver Blade pack for a second. "She is your mate? Are you serious? Oh, this is the best" Reagan said as she laughed out in joy at hearing this information. "Justin, why haven't you mentioned this to me before?" Reagan continued. "I just found out about it earlier today as I have been gone for my training for the last 4 months. I caught my mate's scent and followed it so I could go ahead and reject them. I realized it was coming from the Alpha level, and when I went up and it led me straight to her door, it was really faint, but I sensed it. She doesn't even know it yet. I am sure that this information is not going to go over well with your parents. They may be upset when they find out. Are they still going to want us to move forward with our plan? Or are they going to want me and Raven to be mates because we are true mates?" Justin asked Reagan. I have to admit, I was interested in her reply as well, but I already suspected what the answer was going to be. "Oh no Justin, you will definitely be staying with me. I know dad is really going to get a kick out of you and Raven being mates. Mom might feel a little bad for her, but I think that this is great. I could not be happier that her true mate, will become my chosen mate. We will rule the Silver Blade pack together, and it will hurt her every day to see us together. It is my pack any way, it was never going to be hers. Maybe if we are lucky since she doesn't have a wolf, she won't be able to scent you, and your rejection might even hurt her when you do it. That would be the best-case scenario for all of us" Reagan said, and I could tell that Justin was a little shocked at how hateful she was. Reagan could tell that Justin was not liking this side of her so she quickly changed her attitude and started cooing at Justin, "She doesn't deserve you, baby, I love you and I want you. Hopefully, you will come to love me too. I was just worried, I don't want you falling in love with my sister after we have already mated." Reagan said to Justin, looking up at him adoringly through her long lashes. I have to admit, she really knows how to work people to do what she wants them to. Her ability to look innocent and pure is without measure, she could have been an actress. "Dad hates Raven. He will be very happy about this. He has never loved her since the day that she was born. Mom might be a little upset, but she will get over it. She and dad are chosen mates, she gave up her true mate to become the Luna of the Silver Blade pack. She did it herself, and if it is good enough for her, then it is good enough for me to do it as well. We make the perfect couple. We will have strong pups, and our pack will flourish" Reagan said, and I am stunned. I knew my dad was mean, but to hate me, why? What reason could he possibly have for hating me? My parents have told the whole pack numerous times through the years that they were true mates. They are very affectionate with each other in front of the pack. I didn't even know that they weren't true mates. What else don't I know about them? "We will do the same thing. You will have to reject Raven first thing in the morning, or after the pack meeting. But you will have to do it where no one else will hear you. Dad is going to tell the pack that we are true mates, so they will fully support us. Dad thinks that it would be a mistake to not have the pack's full support behind us when we go to take it over from my parents" Reagan said, and I am amazed at all the plans that they have kept away from me. Just another thing that shows how much difference there is between Reagan and me. I hear them touching again and wonder when they plan on leaving the area, don't they need to get back to the pack house? I narrow my eyes at Reagan, as she is ecstatic about getting to truly rub all of my misfortune in right now. Justin is getting the opportunity to reject me, so the situation that we are now in is all positive for them. "Raven, why are you out of the house? Are you supposed to be out here? Are you OK? That fall looked like it hurt pretty bad" I hear my sister ask me with an innocent look on her face like she cared about me. She was fully aware of how I am kept a prisoner here at the Silver Blade pack. I really have to get out of here. I needed to check and see how badly I am hurt because I don't know if I even have time to go pack a bag now. I may be having to leave here with nothing, but I am OK with that. I just need to get the heck out of here. I will figure out what I need to do after I am safely free of Silver Blade. "Are you ignoring me, Raven? Are you sure you want to do that to me? Fine then, I will just make sure that you get punished for leaving your room. You are not supposed to be out here anyway. I will just let dad know that you are out here, and he will take care of you" Reagan said with a smirk, and then she started mind linking. I and my wolf were running away from this pack. But they caught us immediately. "If you come back here now Raven, I won't punish you for leaving your room without permission" I heard my father tell me. "Nothing in the world could possess me to do that father," I told him, and I see his eyes glazing over as he goes to link someone. I could care less what they have to say to me, and I turned to walk away. "You will get punishment in the Blood Walker pack. You know how dangerous they are Raven, you have heard this fact for your whole life. They cannot be trusted, and you are now a rogue. We have told you, and the whole pack, exactly what happens to those who trespass on their land. The moment they scent you they will move in, and you will die today. Is that what you want? Do you want to die? I will get you more freedom in the pack. I will allow you to go to the library every day instead of once a week. How does that sound?" my mother's voice is calming and comforting. She has never before sounded as nice as this, and I know that dad put her up to try to lure me back into the Siler Blade pack. They must be desperate to do it, so I want to see how far they intended to go with it. "Let me ask you this mother. Was the plan to get Justin to take Reagan as a chosen mate her idea, or dad's?" I asked her. Mom is not a very good liar. I can see her expression as we are only about 20 feet apart from each other right now. "I don't know what you are talking about Raven, they are mates," my mom said to me, and now I smirk at her. Clearly, mom was keeping me out of the loop and doesn't know that I know for a fact that they aren't. "Thanks for always lying to me mom. That makes it so much easier on me. I will not be coming back to the Silver Blade pack. This is the last time, Goddess willing, that you all will probably see me and actually I am welcoming the death that is coming to me. It will be better than the life I have lived since Reagan tried to hurt me, and my own dad called me a liar when I told him what actually happened. Justin is not her mate mom, and I know this because he is MY mate. It is disgusting what all you three have done to me and allowed to be done to me my whole life. I never deserved to be treated the way I was. I can only hope that I can find my way and get to live a life that allows me to find someone who loves me and realizes that I am a good person. I don't think that is too much to ask for, do you mom? It seems like you and dad are willing to do anything to get me to come back over the fence, but we both know that if I did come back, I would either immediately be thrown in the cells. So, I will take my chances over here, where at least I have a chance" I told them and turned again to leave. I only made it a few steps before I was stopped again by my father's hateful words. "You are ungrateful daughter, How do you have the nerve to say that to me? I have clothed and fed you, provided you a room, and let you go to school. I did take care of you, and it is disgusting to see how you repay me. Lying about Justin being your mate. Trying to take your sister's mate away from her. I know that I can speak for your mother as well as myself when I say that we hope the Blood Walker pack disposes of you quickly. I only wish I could punish you myself" my dad roared out, and the hate was coming off of him in waves. "You disgust me father," I told him and the tone I used to draw out the word father let him know just how little I thought of him being my father. "I have never done anything to cause a problem or disruption in the pack, or in the family. I did what I was told this whole time. Even as knowing that you let the whole pack know that I was fair game if they wanted to hurt me, and they did dad, over and over again. You know what, it was my family that really took the award for the most torment. Your unwarranted hate, mom never supporting me, and my sister allowed to try to hurt me, and incite others up against me made me realize that life will be much better on this side of the border than it was on that side. Even if I only live an hour more, it would be better than the years I spent over there." I wiped off my tears and walked past them, suddenly, I hear something coming to meโฆ >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Immerse yourself further! Get the app to continue this incredible audiobook. Search for ID: 98441 | BestDrama | 0 | https://www.facebook.com/61567079787096/ | 0 | INSTALL_MOBILE_APP | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Delighted Reading | 8203 | https://www.facebook.com/100093179042627/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195450 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004058 | 1746634325 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Watch more | VIDEO | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=263741546706881&jump=1&rawadid=120212943747430245 | 2.2788780707259E+14 | Lovestory-hh | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463277119_840784678231753_4565464943417657895_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=4gjM4MuxBeEQ7kNvgFzSk7j&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AujfvCFKHReEkuBdq1ziNOk&oh=00_AYCmPODZBUxqO1r71o1K1GWPRcnwNPVJ0w-6bGlDa-qr8w&oe=67145964 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | On the day of her difficult childbirth, her husband and lover were as close as glue, and her heart was as lifeless as ashes. She decided to divorce! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. 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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Delighted Reading | 8203 | https://www.facebook.com/100093179042627/ | 0 | WATCH_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195456 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004058 | 1746634325 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Watch more | VIDEO | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=263741546706881&jump=1&rawadid=120212943720740245 | 2.2788780707259E+14 | Lovestory-hh | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463064168_773842638159952_7916898982850405597_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=0716YkbfKBQQ7kNvgHUE5_U&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AujfvCFKHReEkuBdq1ziNOk&oh=00_AYDWD8w4wKHIl9xdbYDYH537QL3DvqWLKUu6Mczk4i3-Dw&oe=671435D7 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | On the day of her difficult childbirth, her husband and lover were as close as glue, and her heart was as lifeless as ashes. She decided to divorce! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. 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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. 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He immediately dropped the document and rushed out! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. 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Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &35& | Hello reading | 47241 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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He immediately dropped the document and rushed out! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &35& | Hello reading | 47241 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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He immediately dropped the document and rushed out! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &35& | Hello reading | 47241 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2194709 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004043 | 1746634325 | 1634 | dynamic.lightreader.com | Learn more | VIDEO | โค๏ธMy Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner | https://dynamic.lightreader.com/noah-ssg/wn/766754101/29770628900344405+1+5+facebook?utm_source={{campaign.name}}&utm_campaign={{campaign.id}}&utm_adset={{adset.name}} | 3.2702765716164E+14 | Novabeats-0530 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462452264_849724673983628_533815818217304265_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=J4y_t622kZ0Q7kNvgElbIKI&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AGk4ClndVb-E7TQmlevFJyV&oh=00_AYDhMZJEeV9R68rzXdsXptTAdux0qpxqC9Ge9x932Uc6JA&oe=6714418C | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Anastasia stared at her reflection in the vanity mirror in her room. She was all dressed up, ready to head to the city hall to retrieve her marriage certificate. She stepped out of the mansion's gate to hail a cab that would take her to the city hall. Despite being the first daughter of the Harrison family, she had never been given a car of her own. It was a daily frustration that she had to take a cab wherever she went, a reminder of how little regard her family had for her independence. All of a sudden, Anastasia saw a car make a stop right where she stood. "Hi, Ana. Are you also heading to the city hall? Want me to give you a ride?" Michelle, her younger sister asked her, sizing her up and down with a disgusted look as if she was a pest. Anastasia was aware Michelle wasn't in fact 'offering' her a ride. She was mocking her since she didn't have a car of her own. Their relationship had always been an unpleasant one. With Michelle being the favored daughter of the Harrison family, she always got what she wanted. Even when Anastasia wanted it too, she would be forced to give it up for Michelle. It was the duties of the eldest daughter, they said. "No, thanks," Anastasia responded. "Whatever," Michelle snorted before she zoomed off, leaving a cloud of dust behind that made Anastasia cough. In no time, Anastasia was able to find a cab. Reaching the city hall, Anastasia found Michelle standing in front of a staff; it was the same staff that called Anastasia to come retrieve her marriage certificate. It turned out they had registered to the same staff. Anastasia wanted to turn back and leave to avoid another encounter with Michelle. Unfortunately, luck wasn't on her side. The staff recognized Anastasia and quickly called her. "Mrs. Wallace, I have your marriage certificate with me. Please come and get it," said the staff. Instantly, Michelle turned back with a grin on her face when she saw Anastasia. "Ana, come and take your marriage certificate," she urged her. Anastasia read between the lines. She was mocking her for marrying the black sheep while she was married to the CEO of the Wallace enterprise. Anastasia revealed a small smile that didn't reach her eyes, took the marriage certificate from the staff, and turned, about to leave, but Michelle stopped her. "Come on, I want to see it. I want to see the useless man you will start calling your husband for the rest of your life," she urged, her eyes filled with mockery and her tone hushed, so that the staff wouldn't hear her. "We can see it later," Anastasia replied, about to walk out but grabbed her hand, stopping her. "Don't make me repeat myself," she threatened with a glare. In a blink of an eye, Michelle's expression was back to normal, as if she hadn't just threatened Ana. "Anastasia." Ana heard someone call her. She turned back to find Richard marching towards them. When they had come to register, he had made it clear to her that he wasn't coming along with her to get the certificates. 'What is he doing here?' She wondered. "Hi Michelle," he greeted her, while Michelle tried to hide the disgust in her face as she stared at him. She couldn't be any more glad that she was married to Xavier. Turning to Anastasia, he suggested, "Let's go home and celebrate by having a little fun tonight." He winked at Anastasia with a sly grin on his lips as he chewed a piece of gum. He placed his hand on her waist, making her flinch. Anastasia ignored him, pretending she didn't hear him speak. She gulped down her saliva, inhaled then exhaled, hoping it would calm her nerves. "I'm talking to you," Richard nearly yelled at her when she gave him nothing but silence. "You are hurting me," she managed to mumble, her eyes lowering, unable to make eye contact with him. His grip on her waist had tightened. "Oh, so you can hear me? I thought you went deaf for a second," said Richard, licking his lips lustfully as he sized her up. Tears pooled in Anastasia's eyes while her hands clenched on the envelope, the paper that clearly stated she was finally married to Richard, who was the black sheep of the Wallace family. While her younger sister, Michelle was to marry her first son, Xavier, whom she had only seen once when he and his grandma came to their mansion to finalize a few things with her family. She knew her whole world had shattered and there was no point in revival. She could have ran away, far away from these people, but she couldn't. Her father had already threatened her that if she did, he would demolish the NGO she owned. The NGO was a place filled with happy children, a place she worked hard to build with her savings. The center had been spearheaded by her cousin who lived in constant fear of Anastasia's father. So, for the children's happiness, she had to sacrifice her freedom. Michelle scoffed when she saw Anastasia tearing up. "Richard, I've been asking Ana to show me the certificate, but she doesn't want to show me. But now that you are here, don't you want to see how handsome you look in it?" She asked him with a bright smile. "I want to see how I look in the picture, not that I would be surprised by my looks since I've always been handsome. Show it to me, baby," Richard urged her. 'Fool,' Michelle thought to herself. Anastasia didn't want to delay and make things harder for her. Her hands trembled as she ripped open the envelope that contained the marriage certificate. She could feel the weight of their gazes on her as she spread it open, her breath catching in her throat. Her eyes fell on the photo attached and the certificate slipped from her grasp, fluttering on the floor. Her heart pounded wildly, her chest tight with a mix of disbelief and fear. 'That's not Richard, that's Xavier.' 2: Sheโs the richest member of the Harrison Family Michelle frowned when she saw Anastasia drop the certificate. She picked it up, her eyes widening in disbelief when she saw the photo attached. She looked at Anastasia, shock mirrored in their expressions. "This is Xavier? How come you have Xavier's picture in your certificate?" Michelle questioned, glaring at Anastasia who was still frozen in shock as if she had a hand in it. Her voice attracted the attention of the people at the city hall. Michelle didn't waste any time and quickly tore open her certificate. "What theโ" she nearly cursed when she saw Richard's picture attached alongside hers on the certificate. "I'm married to Richard? What sort of a mistake is this?" She questioned no one in particular. Richard was also baffled by the mix-up, but he didn't see it as a big deal. As long as he was married to one of them, he was okay with it. Ruffling his hair, he said, "You two can go ahead and figure out how this happened. I have to meet up with my friends and have a drink." After that, he went his own way. Michelle couldn't help but glare at his back. Anastasia heard what Michelle said, and couldn't help but be even more shocked. The whole mix-up was completely unexpected. Anastasia was internally hoping for a miracle from the heavens, but she never expected their spouses to be exchanged. She found herself married to Xavier, while Michelle was now married to Richard. "What is this?!" Michelle's outburst brought her back from her thoughts as she compared the two certificates in her hands, as if her eyes were deceiving her. Michelle gritted her teeth in anger. She went to the staff and showed her the certificates. "What sort of joke is this? The man I came here with earlier was Xavier Wallace, and you got me married to Richard Wallace?!" She barked, veins popping on her neck out of frustration. At first, the staff was wondering what Michelle could be whispering to Anastasia. But seeing the mix-up, she felt a cold sweat run down her back. "You need to fix this!" Michelle ordered, her anger palpable. She had been daydreaming about how her wedding night with Xavier was going to feel like. But now that she wasn't married to Xavier as she'd expected, she felt a sudden urge to kill. The staff nodded vehemently, rushing from her seat to find out what could have caused the mix-up. Michelle turned to Anastasia. "I'm sure you are happy about this. You bribed the staff to swap the IDs, right? I know your ways, Anastasia. Mum and Dad are going to hear about this, and I will make sure they beat the truth out of you," she threatened, her teeth gnashing together while her fists clenched on the certificates. Michelle had never imagined getting married to Richard, Xavier's younger brother. He never took his life seriously and never set a goal for himself. The only reason he seemed important was because he came from the Wallace family. She didn't want to be married to such a person. She deemed it to be an abomination. "What are you saying, Michelle? How could I have bribed the staff? We came here at different hours to register, and there are many staff here as well," said Anastasia, hoping Michelle would believe her. The staff came back, sweat already glistening on her forehead. "I'm s-sorry, Mrs. Wallace. There w-was a fault with our system and it ended up swapping y-your IDs," the staff stuttered, afraid of her own life especially since Xavier Wallace was involved. She was internally hoping she wouldn't lose her job. "Shut up! This is a city hall for crying out loud and you are telling me there was a fault with your system? Don't tell me lies. She," Michelle pointed at Anastasia. "She bribed you, didn't she?" The staff glanced between Michelle and Anastasia, confused by Michelle's words. All she could do was shake her head. "No ma'amโ" The staff didn't get the chance to complete her sentence when Michelle stormed out of the city hall, dragging Anastasia along with her. "Get in the car," she ordered when they reached outside. "We are going home and you are going to explain to Mom and Dad how this mistake happened," Michelle added, getting into the car. Anastasia had no choice but to get into the car. Michelle drove the car, heading to the Harrison mansion while calling Ana names now and then. The latter kept quiet, awaiting her doom as soon as they got out of the car since Michelle had already texted their parents about the mix-up. "You'd better confess now, else Dad is only going to beat you up to a pulp," she threatened nonstop. They finally arrived at the mansion. Michelle stepped down from the car and dragged Anastasia inside. Reaching the living room, Michelle pulled Anastasia with so much force that the latter fell on the groundโwincing in pain. "So, you were so greedy to have what your sister wanted that you went to the extent of bribing the staff members at the city hall to have your photo exchanged with Michelle's, huh?" Amelia questioned, the intensity of her glare scaring the skeletons out of Anastasia. "I'm talking to you, can't you speak?" She demanded. "What else can she say, mum? She has been caught red-handed so she has nothing to say," said Michelle. "You are going to get a divorce from Xavier," their father, Robert declared, his expression also holding the same amount of disdain as the other two as he glared down at her. Anastasia got up from the ground, and gulped down her saliva before she replied, "I don't want to divorce Xavier." She had no idea where that confidence came from, but she hoped it stayed longer. With gritted teeth, Robert threatened, "In that case, I will lock you up. No food and water until you agree to divorce him." Michelle grinned when she heard her father. Robert dragged Anastasia even though she tried to stop him by pleading, but he didn't halt for a second. When they got to her room, he threw her in and locked it. "Dad, please." Anastasia's voice could be heard from inside, but they all ignored her. All of a sudden, Robert got a phone call. He picked up the call without looking at the caller, anger still evident in his expression. "Who is it?" He demanded. When he got the news over the phone, his expression went from surprised to sudden rage which made him grip his phone tightly in his hand. "Who was that?" Amelia asked when she saw her husband's expression. "It was the lawyer. He said the doctor attending to his mother and father just contacted him, saying that both of them were dead. He also said that they had transferred all their properties to Anastasia," Robert forced the words out of his mouth. 3: You Killed My Baby "What?" Amelia asked, her voice barely a whisper. "How is that possible?" "I don't know, but one thing is for sure," said Robert. "You are going to have to transfer everything in my name," he declared loud enough for Anastasia to hear through the door. Anastasia couldn't believe her ears. She felt a deep sadness over her grandparents' deaths. Their bond had been so strong that when her grandmother fell ill, her grandfather's health had also declined from the loneliness he felt while she was in the hospital. Now, both of them were gone. Her grandparents were the only two people in the family who ever treated her kindly. Whenever they were around, even her parents, Michelle, and her brother Jack would treat her well. They all acted like a perfect family that loved her, never raising their voices at her as long as her grandparents were present. But since they got sick, her marriage was suddenly arranged with Richard until they were in their current situation. "I'm not transferring anything," Anastasia objected, her tone soft and timid. Amelia suddenly opened the door, startling Ana. "And what's that supposed to mean?" She questioned her. "It means I'm not transferring anything. Grandma and Grandpa transferred everything they owned in my name because they wanted to and I won't disrespect them by transferring it to your name," she declared, her eyes on her mother as she glared at her, gritting her teeth. "You unfilial child!" Robert barked, striking her across the cheek. "I am your father and you have no right to disobey me, do you hear me?" He spat all over her face, grabbing her chin with so much force that she thought he was going to punch her. Without waiting for her answer, Robert struck her across the cheek the second time. She fell on the floor as her blood painted her lips, her cheeks bleeding. Michelle smiled, hiding her conflicting emotions. She was overjoyed to see Anastasia being treated like a dog, but a flicker of annoyance lingered. It irked her how things seemed to be going so well for Anastasia that day. First, she had bribed the staff into swapping their IDs, ensuring she married Xavier, the man she was supposed to be with. And now, their grandparents had died, leaving everything they owned to Anastasia. Michelle was angry at how unfairly things had turned out in Anastasia's favor. Robert pulled Anastasia's hair and forced her to stand up. "Are you going to sign the property papers?" He questioned her again and she shook her head. "No," she mumbled. This was the first time after a long time since Ana had disobeyed him. He couldn't fathom why she was suddenly disobeying at a time like this. His parents have always been richer than him. It was their wealth that made their family part of the influential people in their city, Radiantia. He had always anticipated the day his parents would pass away, imagining the moment the lawyer would call his name, announcing that he had received the majority of their wealth. But the reality was far more cruel. He didn't receive even a percent of their estate; everything was left to his unfilial daughter, Anastasia. Without further warning, Robert dropped Ana to the ground. He pulled off his belt and whipped it across her body, eliciting a sharp yelp of pain from her. As if that wasn't enough, he started kicking her all over, intending to inflict unbearable pain on her so that she could choose to sign the papers. But Ana was extremely stubborn at that moment. Amelia, with her daughter, didn't want Robert to be the only one having the fun so they joined. They loved how they kicked Ana as if she was a soccer ball. "You think you are stubborn, aren't you? Let's see how much pain you can endure," Robert said. All of a sudden, they saw blood pool under Anastasia's dress. It was so shocking that they backed away a little. "Why is she suddenly bleeding?" Michelle asked no one in particular. She looked at Anastasia who had already passed out. "Call the guards, we need to take her to the hospital. She'd better not die yet when she hasn't signed the property papers." Robert's bodyguards immediately rushed in when they heard their names being called. "Take her to the booth of the car, I don't want her dirty blood staining my fancy car seat. We are taking her to the hospital," he ordered and they immediately did as they were instructed. โ When they arrived at the hospital, Anastasia was immediately rushed in for treatment. Robert followed closely, his face a mask of cold determination. He grabbed the doctor by the arm, his grip firm and unyielding. "Listen carefully," he said, his voice low and threatening. "I only need her fingers to be moving. That's all that matters." The doctor looked at him, conflicted but unable to defy the urgent demand. Reluctantly, he nodded, and Robert stepped back, watching as they wheeled Anastasia away, his mind already calculating his next move. "When is she going to be awake?" Robert asked as soon as the doctor came out of the hospital room. "She should be awake in about two hours," he replied. "But why does her body seem like she got beaten up? Did something happen to her?" He asked, wanting to know more about his patient. "She was robbed and that was how we found her, doc," Robert lied. He couldn't tell the doctor exactly what had happened. "I hope my sister will be alright," Michelle said, forcing a tear out of her eyes. Amelia hugged her as they sobbed together. "I see. Well, I'm sorry for the loss of your grandchild because unfortunately, the patient had a miscarriage." The doctor dropped the bomb which had the trio glance at each other in bewilderment. "I'm sorry but I don't think I heard that well," said Amelia. "Please can you repeat that?" she requested, waiting for the doctor. "The patient was pregnant and she had lost her baby, she had a miscarriage," the doctor repeated. 4: A Trade For My Peace Of Mind The doctor excused them to grieve the death of the unborn baby they didn't know existed. "Ana has the nerve to get pregnant and didn't tell us anything about it," said Michelle. "It serves her right to lose the child," she added, a small grin stretched on her lips. The other two thought the same as well. They didn't care about the death of any unborn child they had just killed. They only wanted her to transfer everything she owned in Robert's name so that he could share it equally, they thought. "I will have my assistant get the property papers ready with the divorce papers. She will have to transfer all that is in her name to mine and she will also have to divorce Xavier. So should you, Michelle," he said to Michelle. "Believe me when I say that I'm ready to sign the divorce papers right now. I can't stay married to that jobless bull, he won't even be able to take care of me," she replied. "That's good. And after thatโฆ" Robert drawled, staring at the corners to be sure that no one was listening to them. When he was sure that they were alone, he continued, "We will have to get rid of Ana." Amelia and Michelle glanced at each other before Amelia said, "I was thinking the same thing. She is already starting to act stubbornly. I don't want her getting some crazy ideas so it's best to get rid of her soon." Robert was proud of their line of thinking. This was his family, the family he was proud of. When it came to doing something evil, he knew his family would always support him even when it came down to killing someone. They never failed to show their support. "I will be the one that kills her, I don't want you two staining your hands with her blood," he said with a gentle smile on his face. "We will finally be getting rid of Anastasia and she will be out of our lives forever," he promised. They waited for Anastasia to wake up. Robert's assistant had already arrived with the papers he had requested. They were in his hands, anticipating Ana's awakeness. When the nurse who was in charge of taking care of Anastasia informed them that she was finally awake, they quickly rushed in. Inside the hospital room, Anastasia saw the people she once called family. No, she corrected herself. She didn't want to call them her family again. "Monsters," she called them loud and clear for them to hear her. The Harrisons were shocked. Anastasia's defiance and resilience kept catching them off guard. This only made them more determined to get rid of her permanently once they had gotten what they wanted from her. They didn't want to waste time bothering with the name she called them. Robert threw the papers at her bed, pointing at it, he ordered, "Sign those papers. Those are the property and divorce papers. Sign them quickly and don't waste any time glaring at me." Anastasia glared at him one more time before her eyes landed on the papers. It was all because of the papers that she had lost her baby. She was also shocked when the nurse from earlier informed her that she had a miscarriage and needed to take a rest. "Where's Richard?" She questioned, her tone chilly with not an ounce of emotion. This was the first time she was using that tone on them. They would be lying if they said they didn't feel scared for a moment. As if on cue, the door of the hospital room opened and Richard came inside, looking drunk and smelling as if he showered with alcohol. "What happened? Why did you suddenly call me here?" Richard asked, his words slurred. The more Michelle stared at Richard in disgust, the more she cursed at Ana internally. "Anastasia had a miscarriage and I'm guessing the child is yours?" Robert asked, staring intently at Richard as the latter stumbled until he found a chair to seat. Anastasia scoffed from the bed. He made her look like a prostitute with his words. "He is the father, it's not a guess because you let him have his way with me whenever he wanted, and you wouldn't intervene even once," she reminded him, her tone filled with so much anger that she felt her chest squeeze tightly that it became difficult to breathe. "You were supposed to be a father." "Don't you dare sit down there and teach me about my role," Robert remarked. The both of them exchanged glares, none of them willing to back down. "So you mean to tell me that Anastasia was pregnant with my child and she lost the baby?" Richard asked, facing Anastasia. "You lost the baby?" He asked her directly but Anastasia didn't bother replying to him. He was drunk and there was a high chance he wouldn't even remember what occurred the next day. "Isn't that supposed to be good news?" He asked, smiling like a fool as his stench continued to fill the room. "It's good that you lost the baby because I'm not ready to be a father at all. So that was why you people called me over? SighโฆI'm leaving." He stood up from the chair and found his way out as he wobbled. As soon as Richard closed the door behind him, Robert urged Ana. "Sign those papers immediately." A tear dropped from Ana's eyes but she wiped it immediately. She took the papers. "I will only sign these documents under one condition," she said which surprised them. They hadn't expected her to give in so quickly. "What is it?" "It's a trade. I'm willing to trade the properties for my peace of mind. I'm going to leave forever and I don't want you looking for me to trouble me ever again," she responded, her seriousness evident in her firm tone despite the pain she felt in her chest. 5: A Hope To Reclaim A wild grin stretched across Robert's lips, making him look like the devil's replica. He nodded eagerly, agreeing to her condition without wasting a second. "I will leave you alone and you will never be a part of the Harrison family again," he said. "That's exactly what I want." Anastasia took the papers and signed them. The Harrisons watched as the ink stained the paper with her signature. They finally got what they wanted. Unbeknownst to Anastasia, they had a completely different plan for her. Anastasia handed the papers over to Robert and he wasted no time in retrieving them as his eyes glued on her signature. A few moments ago, Anastasia had been the richest member of the Harrison family. But now, having transferred everything she owned into Robert's name, he was the wealthiest. "I will have the doctor come treat you properly so that you will recover quickly," said Robert, a huge smile on his lips. Anastasia stared at him, her face expressionless. She didn't say anything to either him or the other two that were behind him. Michelle was with the divorce papers. It was obvious from her smile how she ogled at Anastasia's signature that she was happy about the divorce. Sadly, Xavier was on a business trip so the divorce had to wait until he came back. 'What can I expect from them? I shouldn't feel sad about this, I'm finally free from their clutches,' Ana thought to herself. The Harrisons excused her and called in the doctor to give her proper treatment. A few days passed, and it was finally the day Anastasia was going to be discharged from the hospital. She waited for Robert until nighttime, the hours dragging by, before he finally arrived. It was raining heavily on that day, making the streets slippery and dangerous. "Ana," Robert called her. He was sitting beside her in the back seat while his two bodyguards were at the front. "I'm so glad we are going home, everyone missed you," he added, a warm smile on his face which made Anastasia uncomfortable because he'd never spoken to her with warmth before. He attempted caressing her cheeks but Anastasia immediately scouted away from him. "I'm only going home to take the necessary things I need and I will leave," she corrected him, glaring at the hand he dropped by his side. Robert sighed, his smile still evident on his face. Anastasia saw the car change directions and she immediately became alert. "Where are we going?" She questioned. "This is not the way to the mansion." "I'm sorry but I can't let you leave, Ana." Before she could react, Robert hit her head hard with the gun he snuck out of his pocket without her noticing, making her go unconscious. They stopped the car for a brief second, carrying Anastasia to the boot of the car discreetly. They got back and continued their ride, heading towards their destination, where they planned to bury her. Suddenly, the car hit a patch of mud and skidded uncontrollably. The bodyguard who was driving tried to regain control, but the vehicle was very close to the edge of the road. Everyone inside was scared for their lives, except Anastasia who had already passed out in the boot of the car and was unaware of what was happening. The other cars on the street made their way quickly so they wouldn't collide together and have an accident occur. The car hit the barrier at the edge of the road, causing the trunk to fly open. Anastasia was thrown from the vehicle, rolling off the cliff and tumbling into the thick forest below. Robert quickly got out of the car when he was sure that the car was stable and found the booth of the car already opened. He gritted his teeth in anger. "We are going to search for Ana in the forest," he instructed and had the bodyguards follow him. They went the other way which led to the thick forest since they didn't think they would survive it if they jumped over the barrier. The search for Anastasia began. But unfortunately, after an hour of searching for her under the heavy rainfall, they grew tired. "Boss, there's a possibility that she has already been eaten by the wild animals," one of the two bodyguards said, his eyes darting from one tree to another in fear that a wild animal would jump on them and use them as their dinner. "I agree. Even before she lands in the thick forest, I'm sure the branches have already stabbed her. She won't be able to survive it, boss," the other one immediately agreed, hoping that their boss would just let them leave the creepy forest. Robert contemplated for a while before he replied, "I guess you are right. She won't be able to survive it. She's dead." He declared. They turned their backs, deciding to leave. ** Deep in the forest, a man clad in a suit with an umbrella above his head by one of his men, keeping him from getting wet ordered, "Make sure you leave no evidence behind." It was Xavier, talking to his men. The men, also clad in black suits, responded in unison. "Yes, boss!" They covered the body, a human trafficker who they had recently caught but refused to give them intel about his organization with sand, burying him deep in the ground. Xavier threw away the cigarette he was smoking in the forest, the rainfall quenching it immediately as he supervised his men. When he was sure that they didn't leave any evidence behind, he turned to leave but another one of his men screamed, grabbing his attention and the attention of others as well. "What is it?" Xavier questioned, annoyance evident in his tone. Even though the forest was thick and people rarely visited it, they still needed to be careful. "Boss, there's something over there," the man said, pointing to one side of the forest which was pitch black. A flashlight beam cut through the darkness, illuminating the area and giving them a clear view of the scene. Xavier walked towards the object with cautious steps but when he got closer, he realized it was a human being and not an object. Xavier pushed the body over to see the face. His eyes widened in shock and disbelief as he recognized the person lying before him. "Anastasia?" | Novabeats-0530 | 1129 | https://www.facebook.com/61559933356514/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic-books | 4380 | https://www.facebook.com/100086781164052/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2194835 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004046 | 1746634325 | 1634 | amazon.com | Download | IMAGE | When a gorgeous blue alien claims you on live TV | Entered in the Alien Bride Lottery: A SciFi Alien Romance (Khanavai Warrior Bride Games Book 1) | https://www.amazon.com/Entered-Alien-Bride-Lottery-Khanavai-ebook/dp/B08BTZC3KV/ | 1.7572737228319E+14 | Science Fiction & Alien Romance Books | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463282724_897959711838341_6032245741741609179_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=6nPVTOvGxvQQ7kNvgFcYMon&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZMJ-ACUDLUV5ULfc7_GszA&oh=00_AYAp9NVxMITkNa1orQpih76BBBjVRDQRZ4zGFMhMuPmsVg&oe=671441D1 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "I will not let one hot alien distract me from my plan." Natalie's voice floated around the corner, freezing me in place. Even from where I stood, the pheromones in her scent drew me to her. "So you thought he was hot, huh?" I didn't recognize the second speakerโmaybe another bride? "Don't get too excited," Natalie said. "My goal is to get kicked out of the games, not flirt with some gorgeous blue guy." She paused, and then her voice turned husky as she added, "But yeah, Cav is definitely... interesting." Hearing my name on her lips sent hot shivers smoldering through me, igniting every nerve ending. "Tell me what you like about him." The other bride seemed determined to draw her out. "It doesn't matter.โ Natalie's voice wavered before hardening again. โIโm playing this game to lose." I was so intent on hearing what she'd say next I missed the moment Natalie began walking again. She rounded the corner and stumbled to a stop barely a hairsbreadth away from slamming into my chestโor rather, into my upper abdomen. She was that tiny. And it brought out every protective instinct I had. I grabbed her shoulders as she tilted her head back and gazed into my face. Her eyes met mine, wide and surprised, pupils dilating as they grazed over my features. "Holy moly," she breathed, "you're huge. And so... umโฆ blue." Her hand was halfway toward my chest before she realized it and jerked her wayward fingers away. But not before the electric spark of her almost-touch sent jolts of desire coursing through me. The sound of her heartbeat speeding up echoed through the corridor, and her throat moved as she swallowed hard. I wanted to grasp her hand, press those digits against my bare fleshโand the moment trembled, teetering on a knife's edge. Unable to resist any longer, I pulled the human woman up against me and claimed her mouth with my own. Her lips against mine felt as soft as they looked, yielding to my demands. At the taste of her, sugary-sweet and slightly minty, I growled deep in my throat, a sound of possession and need. Now she did place her palms against my chest, her fingertips brushing lightly across me, the touch of them cool against my overheated skin. For a heartbeat, everything was perfect as our bodies melded together. Until she pulled back her foot and aimed it at me. "Put me down, you... you blue beast!" she practically shouted. I drew back in surprise, blinkingโnot at her words, but at the sensations coursing through me. I had suspected it before, certainly. But now I tightened my hold on her, because the instant I touched her, I knew. The instinct came from deep within me, etched deep into my DNA. This one is mine. I would destroy any male who tried to take her from me. Unbidden, a growl rumbled in my throat, possessive and primal. She pulled back, and I released her, lowering her until her toes touched the deck before taking my hands from her waist--even though I knew with that same certainty that no matter what she might say aloud, her body strained toward my touch. โNever do that again,โ she said with a glare. โI wonโt,โ I promised. A slow smile curved across my lips. โNot until you beg me to.โ โWhich will be never.โ She tossed her head, her hair swinging around her shoulders. My voice dropped into a lower register, desire rumbling through it. โOh, really? Because your body is telling me something entirely different.โ Natalieโs eyes widened in outrage as her soft pink cheeks flared a burning red. โOh. Youโฆyouโฆโ she spluttered--before finally spinning on her heel and storming back around the corner, her hips swaying with every infuriated step. I stared after her until she disappeared from my sight entirely. You've chosen your bride, a small voice inside me noted, and I knew it was right. 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| 2194743 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004044 | 1746634325 | 1634 | fb.lovenovelshort.com | Learn more | VIDEO | Continue reading | https://fb.lovenovelshort.com/book/loading/page/novelshortnew/150954281377?utm_campaign={{campaign.id}}&utm_content={{campaign.name}} | 3.9006697752908E+14 | Novel Short-Romance Novel | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462881188_1399756407648700_7779884695809281004_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zW2y-HvruSwQ7kNvgGEJYTs&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A29zDPuidisfhvl3sq52A_5&oh=00_AYAOab2nzmWVjxw3wOjy5Hm2F8PWlxKG1k8K_1_8DxVf0Q&oe=67143E5A | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Let Me Go, Alpha Chapter 1 The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. Despite everything, I still wanted to be with him, hoping time would change everything. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied, Theia. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. Don't expect that I'll return your affection," he spat in disdain. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โSince you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ โIโm sorry,โ he whispered, โTheia... Iโm so, so sorry. Let's start over again, okay?โ โโ I ran, my heart pounding in my heart like a drumbeat I couldnโt escape. The scent of blood thickened in the air as I neared the packโs border, and a sickening dread crawled up my spine. "Eris!" I screamed her name, prayingโbeggingโthat I was wrong. But then I saw her. My legs nearly gave out as I reached the clearing. There, lying crumpled among the blood-soaked grass, was my daughterโs mangled body. her frame twisted at unnatural angles and blood... so much blood. It pooled around her, seeping into the earth as if the very ground was weeping for her. "Eris!" I choked out again, falling to my knees beside her. Her tiny hand was still wrapped around a cluster of medicinal herbs, clenched so tightly her knuckles had gone white. "No... no..." My voice cracked, barely above a whisper. I rocked her back and forth, tears streaming down my face, mixing with the blood on her clothes. "I'm so sorry. I wasnโt there. I wasnโt there to protect you." Eris had been everything. My world. My hope. And now... now she was nothing more than a cold body in my arms. I called Dinlas over and over, desperate and hysterical, but I couldn't get through to him. When he finally answered, I barely had time to speak before he barked, โWhereโs Erin? I told her to get the herb. Why isnโt she back yet? Victoriaโs waiting!โ "You-" I hadn't finished my words when I heard Victoria's coquettish voice sounded. "It hurts Dinlas..." "Tell your daughter to hurry up, or else she won't like what I'll do to her!" After saying that, Dinlas cut off the line and even blocked our mind link. I couldnโt believe what I heard. The same old story. The same disregard for our family. The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. This year, they had insisted on bringing Eris along. Victoria had said she wanted to โget closeโ to our daughter, to โbondโ with her, as if the years of resentment and neglect could be undone with a few pleasantries. I should have known better. I should have refused. But I hadnโt. And now my daughter was gone. I wanted to bury her remains, but Eris' body was Incomplete, and I could only choose to cremate her. Days passed in a blur. I kept myself busy, or at least tried to, but no amount of distraction could lift the weight pressing down on me. Every corner of the house felt colder and darker without my daughter. I couldn't stop thinking about how everything could have been different. Maybe if I had fought harder, maybe if I hadโ The door burst open with a loud crash, shattering my thoughts. I blinked and looked up, startled, just in time to see Dinlas storming in. His eyes were dark with fury. โWhere's the medicine?โ Dinlas roared, his voice vibrating through the walls. I stood frozen for a moment, his rage slamming into me like a tidal wave. โWhat?โ โEris!โ he bellowed, eyes blazing as he stepped closer. โWhere is she? I told her to get the herb, but she didnโt come back to the party. Did you hide her? Tell her to apologize to Victoria right now! Victoriaโs been nothing but generous despite what Erin did! Look how youโve spoiled her! Don't you know that Victoria was forced to stay in the clinic because of that?!โ I forced myself to stand tall, even though everything inside me was crumbling. I didn't care whether Victoria died, or if something bad happened to her, I just wanted to end everything today. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โYou have no right to discipline Erin. Since you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ His eyes flashed with anger, and he tore the papers with his claws. โErin did something wrong, and you want to divorce me because I'm trying to discipline her? You've gone nuts!โ โDiscipline? What did Erin do wrong, Dinlas? What crime did she commit that you sent her out alone to get that freaking herb? Do you even know what happened to her?โ But before I could finish, he snapped, โEnough! I told her to get the herb. So what? She's already grown up, and she had alpha bloodโwhat could have happened? Sheโs always whining to you because you're spoiling her!โ โShe's just five years old! She couldn't shift yet, but you're treating her as if she's one of your warriors!โ I took a deep breath and added, "I'm done with all of this nonsense. Just divorce me like you've always wanted to." I handed him another set of divorce papers and said coldly, โErin wonโt trouble you anymore. Just sign it.โ My daughter was innocent, but her only mistake was being born into this family. Dinlasโs face darkened, his voice rising in fury. โEnough with your nonsense! I gave you what you wanted before and now you want a divorce? Do you think youโll get custody? Dream on!โ Without waiting for me to speak, he stormed out in a rage. Tsk. It seemed that he thought I was just simply throwing tantrums, and my anger would soon pass. But this time was different. I was exhausted and I just wanted to get far away from here. Chapter 2 Iโd always known Dinlas wasnโt mineโnot really. The Fates had never tied our souls together, no invisible string drawing us closer, no signs from the Moon Goddess to tell me he was my destined mate. But that never stopped me from loving him. Loving him from afar, silently, without expectations. Dinlas, the son of the Alpha, always seemed so far above me, like a star I could admire but never touch. The only reason I was ever close to him was because of my mother. She was Oureaโs protectorโthe Lunaโs personal warrior. My mother had earned her place through years of service, loyalty, and strength, but even so, our family wasnโt the same as Dinlasโ. Our worlds were close, but still apart, separated by an unspoken barrier of rank and destiny. Then one day, the rival wolves broke through the pack's border and attacked us without warning, savage and desperate. I wasnโt there, but I heard the storiesโhow my mother stood in front of Luna Ourea, shielding her from the rival' attack. She fought them off but at the cost of her life. By the time the others arrived, it was too late. My mother had saved the Luna, but she couldnโt save herself. I was called to her side, the scent of blood thick in the air, her life slipping away with every breath. I knelt beside her, holding her hand, trying to be strong for her, but I could feel her slipping. Her grip weakened, and her voice trembled as she spoke her final wordsโnot to me, but to Ourea. โPlease fulfill Theiaโs wish,โ she said, her voice barely a whisper. โMarry her to Dinlas. Thatโs all I ask.โ Ourea nodded, her face stricken with grief and guilt. She agreed, and I could see the weight of my motherโs death pressing down on her, the burden of a promise she didnโt want to make. I knew it wasnโt out of love or kindness. It was because my mother had died for her. And so, I was promised to Dinlas. I should have felt joy, and on some level, I did. After all, I had dreamed of this moment my entire life. I had loved him quietly, patiently, and now, in a way, he was mine. But it wasnโt how I had imagined. My mother was gone, and there was no warmth in Dinlasโ eyes when he looked at me. Still, I tried to find comfort in the fact that I could finally be with the man I had always wanted, even if he didnโt love me back. However, on our wedding night, Dinlas made sure I knew the truth. We stood alone in our chamber, the ceremony long over, the pack celebrating outside. I waited, heart pounding, hoping for some sign of affection, some acknowledgment that I was his wife now. But when he spoke, his voice was cold, void of emotion. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. I'll respect my motherโs wishes, but don't expect that I'll return your affection." True to his word, Dinlas maintained the image of a devoted husband in front of others. Our marriage was a sham, but I still loved him, so I stayed quiet, playing the role of the dutiful wife, pretending that the ache in my chest wasnโt tearing me apart. He didn't celebrate Erin's birth and even said she shouldn't have been born as a daughter. I thought everything would change once I married him, but instead, I was the one trapped in a loveless marriage. The life I had gained by sacrifice now felt like a curse. After Erin died, I returned to the small, rundown home where Iโd lived with my mother. However, I knew that I wouldn't be able to move forward if I stayed there, so I packed my things, held the urn, and was about to leave, but before I could step out, the door swung open. "I've looked for her everywhere but Eris is not here. Where did you hide her?" "Where is Erin? Bring her out now!" I clutched the urn tighter, my heart pounding as I met Dinlas' furious glare. "You have no right to even speak her name. Get out and take your mistress with you!" My defiance only stoked the fire in his eyes. His voice dripped with venom as he stepped closer. "Shut up. I guess Iโve been far too lenient with you. You've raised Erin to be as twisted as you!" The blood froze in my veins as his command swept through me. I bit my lip and defied him. "Erin is just five years old! What could you possibly blame her for?" Victoria stepped forward, her movements deliberate, pulling away her mask to reveal a face covered in angry red welts. Her eyes were glassy with unshed tears as she looked at Dinlas. โI just wanted to get closer to her, but it seems she Eris doesn't like me. Don't blame her, Dinlas; she probably didn't know what she gave me was wolfsbane.โ Dinlas exploded. "Stop defending her! Eris scarred your face because Theia has poisoned her mind!" I stared at him, incredulous. "Dinlas, sheโs your daughter! How could you accuse her without evidence?!" Glaring at me, Dinlas thundered, "I saw it with my own eyes when Eris hurled the wolfsbane on Victoria's face! Do you think I'm blind? Get her here and I'll teach her a lesson!" "She won't be coming because she's dead..." I retorted with difficulty. Chapter 3 "Theia, you don't have to lie just to hide Eris. We just wanted to understand why she tried to kill me. You know that wolfsbane is dangerous for us, but you still let her do that," Victoria said softly, but her words grated at my ears. โHow dare you!โ My whole body shook with the force of my fury as I glared at Victoria, her venomous accusations still ringing in my ears. She stood there, smug, her eyes gleaming with malice as if she had every right to speak about Eris like that. โI wonโt let you smear her name!โ I screamed, my vision blurring with tears of rage. โEris didnโt try to kill you! She wouldnโtโsheโs dead because of you!โ Without thinking, I lunged at her, my claws unsheathing as my anger took over. The only thing I wanted at that moment was to tear her apart, to see her face as twisted and broken as mine felt inside. If it werenโt for Victoria, Eris would still be alive. Victoria didnโt even flinch as I came at her, but before I could reach her, Dinlas moved between us, his aura crashing down on me like a tidal wave. โStay still,โ he commanded, his voice heavy with authority. My body froze instantly, the weight of his Alpha aura crushing me. It was as if I were being suffocated, my limbs locked in place, my muscles straining against the invisible chains holding me down. I fought itโgods, I fought so hardโbut the more I struggled, the more the pain grew. It felt like my bones were being ground into dust, every nerve in my body screaming in protest. I could barely breathe, let alone fight. "You're prepared, aren't you? You even made this fake urn to fool me," Dinlas spat. Only then did I realize I was still holding the glass jarโthe urn that held what little remained of Eris. Before I could react, Dinlas reached out and snatched the jar from me. โGive me that.โ โNo!โ I cried, panic flooding my chest. I tried to hold on, but he was stronger. The urn slipped from my grasp as he yanked it from my hand, and I watched in horror as he hurled it across the room. It shattered against the wall with a deafening crash, glass shards raining down in a cascade of destruction. Erisโ ashes were scattered across the floor like dust in the wind. โNo!โ I screamed, โHow could youโhow could you?โ "Still lying? Since you like ruining faces, I'll ruin yours!" Before I could process the heartbreak, Dinlas grabbed me by the back of my neck and slammed me to the ground. My face hit the cold stone floor, and I felt the sharp sting as the glass shards from the shattered urn pierced my skin. Pain radiated through my body, but it was nothing compared to the anguish I felt watching the remains of my daughter being desecrated right in front of me. Dinlas pressed his hand into the back of my head, forcing my face further into the shards. The metallic scent of blood mixing with the scent of ash. โWhere are you hiding her?โ Dinlas growled, his voice low and dangerous. โWhere is Eris?โ I choked on a sob, my entire body trembling with pain and rage. โSheโs dead, Dinlas!โ I screamed through gritted teeth, my voice muffled by the floor. โEnough!โ His voice boomed in the room, silencing me with its force. His grip tightened on my neck, and I could feel his anger like a storm crashing down on me. โI wonโt ask again,โ he said, his voice a deadly whisper. โWhere. Is. She?โ He thought I was hiding Eris? He thought I was lying to him, protecting her? The absurdity of it burned in my heart, mixing with the grief and the rage until I could hardly think straight. "You want a divorce? Fine then, but youโll never see Eris again." Upon saying that, he stood up and called his beta through the pack link. "Prepare the divorce paper, and look for Eris. Leave no stone unturned." He listened for a moment, then his expression shifted slightly as the voice on the other end hesitated. "Alpha Dinlas... Eris... Eris is dead. The night you sent her to Northhill Mountain, she was attacked by a group of rival, so we had no choice but to cremate her. Today was supposed to be her burial..." As soon as his words fell, Dinlas froze, seemingly unwilling to believe his trusted aid. | Novel Short-Romance Novel | 1590 | https://www.facebook.com/61563210940674/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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All of a sudden my life is turned upside down. โ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- โIโm sorry Ella.โ My physician says gently. โIโm afraid you have very few viable eggs remaining. Frankly, I normally see these numbers in women ten or fifteen years your senior.โ โWhat?โ I murmur, not believing my ears. Iโve been trying to have a baby for years. Iโm only 30, I should have plenty of eggs left. โIn terms of fertility, you have very little time left.โ She continues. โIf you want to conceive, you need to do so before your next cycle begins.โ โMy next cycle?โ I repeat, my mouth hanging open in shock. I love kids more than anything, and though it might not be everyoneโs ambition, I want nothing more than to be a mother. I have to get home and tell my boyfriend this news, and thereโs not a moment to waste. I make it home in record time, bursting through the door and opening my mouth to call for Mike, but stopping dead in my tracks. As soon as I walk in I see a pair of high heels and a handbag by the door โ neither of which belong to me. I put my ears towards the bedroom, and my stomach churns when I hear the unmistakable sound of moaning, accompanied by a steady thump thump thump, as the bed collides with the wall. Worse even than realizing that Mike is clearly in there with another woman, is realizing who heโs with. I know that handbag, and I know those shoes โ they belong to my best friend, Kate. โElla is so naive.โ Mike laughs, โCan you believe she actually expects me to have a baby with her?โ Kate snorts, โSheโs delusional. I donโt know how you put up with her for so long in the first place.โ โIf she wasnโt so beautiful I never would have given her the time of day.โ Mike scoffs. โThankfully daily doses of plan B kept her from ever conceiving.โ โThe morning after pill?โ Kate asks, โhow did you manage to give it to her without her realizing?โ โI put it in her morning coffee.โ Mike chortles, sounding far too proud of himself. My vision goes completely red as everything finally falls into place. Suddenly itโs clear why Iโve never been able to get a puppy, despite having unprotected happy times a week for years. Itโs even clear how I could have the eggs of a 45-year-old, if my despicable partner has been secretly feeding me emergency contraceptives every day โ thereโs no telling what other damage that might have done to my reproductive system. Before I can think better of it, I pull the smoke alarm on the wall, wanting to frighten and punish the pair in the bedroom so fiercely that I fear I might attack them when they emerge. Water immediately sprays down from the sprinkler system mounted to the ceiling as a shrill siren fills the air, and I hear Mike and Kate cry out in surprise. A few moments later they come rushing out of the bedroom, stopping in their tracks when they see me looming in the doorway. Mikeโs eyes go comically wide, โWhat are you doing home so early?โ The snake has the nerve to sound affronted that I surprised him, when heโs the one whoโs been sneaking around behind my back for God knows how long. He seems to realize how suspicious it looks that he and Kate are standing there in their underwear and quickly adds, โKate came to see me so we could plan a surprise for your birthday, but then we spilled coffee all over our clothes so we had to change.โ Fire blazes in my veins, he must truly believe Iโm an idiot if he expects me to buy such a feeble excuse. Itโs a testament to their horrifically low opinion of me that they buy my act, and I vow to get my revenge one way or another. I canโt believe I wasted so many years โ my best years โ on this scumbag. And now he may have cost me my future too. As soon as the thought enters my head, I know I canโt afford to waste another moment on Mike, I have more important things to take care of. I make my excuses and rush across town for the second time that afternoon, running to the comforting arms of my surrogate sister, Cora. Not only did we grow up together in the orphanage, but she became an OBGYN and now works for the most exclusive sperm bank in the city. Iโve never gone to her before because I always imagined Mike and I would eventually conceive the natural way, but that clearly isnโt an option anymore. Even if I could find a man willing to have a baby with me in time, Iโm not eager to trust anyone after Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm going to have to do this on my own, and I know Cora can help me. I donโt have much money, but I have enough savings to pay for the insemination, especially since I basically have one shot and one shot only. When I arrive, all my plans to lay out my situation for Cora clearly and concisely go out the window, because the moment I see my sister I fall to pieces. She hugs and kisses me until my tears subside, slowly extracting the story from me piece by piece. When she hears about Mike and Kate she swears up a storm, but thatโs nothing compared to her reaction when I explain about my fertility. โThat bad guy! Iโll kill him!โ She fumes, studying me with a worried expression. โElla, if your doctor was right this means you only have one chance to conceive.โ โI know.โ I sniffle. โAnd if this is going to be my only baby, I donโt want to take any chances. I want the best donor we can find.โ โDonโt you worry about that.โ Cora assures me, โWeโve got donations from actors, models, scientists โ itโs only the creme de la creme here.โ She glances at the door and lowers her voice. โYou didnโt hear it from me, but even Dominic Sinclair sent his samples here for testing.โ โDominic Sinclair? I repeat, โThe billionaire?โ Iโve seen the man around town, but we donโt exactly run in the same circles. He lives in the same neighborhood as my wealthy employer and often says hello to the children I nanny, but heโs always surrounded by bodyguards and is so intimidating I get goosebumps just thinking about him. โOh my god!.โ Cora slaps her hand over her mouth. โI wasnโt supposed to tell you that! I donโt know what I was thinking. Apparently heโs no stranger to fertility issues himself, and he trusted us to handle his swimmers over every other lab in the country. Iโve got his sperm in the other room at this very moment.โ She frets, โBut Ella you canโt tell anyone, you have to promise me.โ โOf course!โ I agree immediately. โI know how important confidentiality is here.โ โThank you,โ Cora breathes. โNow, Iโm going to give you a dossier of our clients so you can pick a donor, and once youโve chosen weโll get you knocked up before you can even blink.โ Itโs not an easy decision, but eventually I choose a handsome surgeon whose photo practically makes me swoon. Cora leaves the room only long enough to prepare the sample, and though she looks a bit flustered when she returns, she quickly and professionally completes the insemination, holding my hand when the procedure is finished. โItโs all take care of now, Ella.โ She promises, โYou can come back in ten days to see if it worked.โ Ten days. I think dazedly. Ten days to decide my entire future. I staring at the date circled on my calendar. Six days until I find out if my dreams are finally going to come trueโฆ or if I have to figure out an entirely different plan for my life. Iโve thought about nothing else since Cora inseminated me last week, Iโm so anxious to find out if Iโm carrying a puppy I havenโt even begun to process Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm trying to keep a level head, yet I canโt help but imagine my future with this new baby. Try as I might, I catch myself daydreaming about it constantly. I even find myself humming as I get ready for work in the morning. When I arrive at my employerโs estate in the most exclusive neighborhood in Moon Valley โ which basically makes it the most exclusive neighborhood in the world, since Moon Valley is one of the most expensive cities on the planet โ Iโm immediately greeted by two little voices shouting my name in excitement. โElla!โ The next thing I know, 3-year-old Millie is hugging my legs while her older brother, Jake, wraps his arms around my middle. โGood morning love puddles!โ I exclaim, returning their hugs. โAre you ready for the museum?โ โYeah!โ They cheer, racing out the door without even stopping to put on coats. It takes a bit of wrangling to get them back in and bundled up for the cold winter day, but before long we set out into the snow. Jake races ahead of Millie and I, impatient to get to the science museum and not seeming to notice that his sisterโs tiny legs simply donโt move that fast. Chuckling, I lift Millie into my arms and settle her on my hip. โGoodness, youโre getting too big for this, munchkin.โ โNuh-uh,โ Millie grins, โYouโre justs too little.โ She might have a point. At five foot one, I donโt exactly have the kind of build suited to heavy lifting. Iโm in great shape, but Iโve never been particularly strong. โSmarty pants.โ I tease, laughing with the little girl. When I look back towards Jake, I realize heโs stopped a few feet ahead of us. My heart skips a beat when I realize why. Weโre in front of the Sinclair mansion, and its owner is currently standing in the middle of the sidewalk, his gaze searing me like a firebrand as I approach with Millie. Dominic Sinclair is just about the most handsome man Iโve ever seen, but heโs also one of the most terrifying. With dark hair and piercing green eyes, chiseled features and a body so muscular I could swoon, it doesnโt seem fair he gets to look so good and also be so rich. If I didnโt know better I might think it was his wealth or imposing height that makes him so intimidating, after all heโs at least six foot four, which means he towers over me and everyone else around him. However itโs neither of those things, thereโs simply an indefinable quality about the man that I canโt put my finger on, one which screams danger. He gives off this energy thatโs so raw and animalistic one forgets thereโs anyone else in the room. Taking a steadying breath, I close the distance between us so Millie can say hello. When she greets him, Dominic drags his attention from me and offers her a smile so genuine that it tugs at my heartstrings. As I watch him talk to my two young charges, I remember what Cora told me about his infertility struggles. He clearly loves children, and I feel a wave of empathy for him. If anyone knows what itโs like to yearn for a family of their own, itโs me. Jake is currently showing Dominic his new toy airplane, pulling the matchbox model from his pocket and demonstrating how far it can fly. With a great heave, he sends the toy gliding through the air, only to land in the middle of the street. Before any of us can say a word, Jake races after it, right into the busy road. โJake no, be careful!โ I cry, watching him dart out into the path of an oncoming car but feeling frozen by my fear. Before I can contemplate putting Millie down to go after him, a blur of movement whirrs past my vision. Iโve never seen anyone move so fast in my life. Dominic became little more than a hazy outline of himself, chasing after Jake and pulling him out of the way just before the car slams into them. The vehicleโs tires are still screeching when Dominic sets Jake down beside me, his expression suddenly very stern. โThat was very dangerous.โ He scolds gently. โYou should never go into the street without looking both ways first.โ Jake hangs his head. โIโm sorry, I didnโt want my plane to get runned over.โ โYou are a million times more important than a toy.โ Dominic tells him firmly, โand you scared your nanny half to death.โ โIโm sorry, Ella.โ Jake sniffles, looking up at me with wide eyes. โI know sweetheart, just donโt ever do that again.โ I breathe, cuddling him against my side. โThank you so much.โ I say to Dominic, feeling more grateful than I can express. โI have no idea how you moved so fast! It was like something out of a superhero film.โ โMust have been the adrenaline.โ Dominic shrugs, giving Millie another smile before taking his leave. โEnjoy the rest of your day, and stay out of the road young man!โ โYes sir!โ Jake calls after him, pocketing his airplane. โI really am sorry.โ He adds to me. โItโs forgotten.โ I tell him softly, though I take his hand so that he canโt run off again. โIt all happened so fast.โ I tell Cora later that night. โI mean the more I think about it, the more amazing it seems. One moment he was there, and the next he was gone. It was like magic.โ โThank goodness Jake is alright.โ She replies, but rather than looking relieved, her face is twisted into a deep grimace. Studying my sisterโs expression, I realize her grim demeanor is not just about Jakeโs near miss. Something else is wrong, and I actually feel guilty for not noticing sooner. โIs everything okay?โ Cora frowns, โNot really. But youโve got so much going on right now, itโs not important.โ โCora, donโt be ridiculous.โ I admonish. โWhatโs going on?โ โWell, speaking of Dominic Sinclair,โ She begins cryptically, โyou know that sperm he sent to us for testing?โ โYeah,โ I confirm, wondering where on earth this was going. โItโs gone missingโฆ and Iโm the last person who saw it, not to mention it was in my custody.โ She explains, her voice becoming thick with emotion. โElla, I thinkโฆ I think Iโm going to be fired. And if thereโs an investigation I could lose my medical license.โ โWhat?โ I exclaim. โWhat do you mean itโs missing? A vial of sperm canโt just get up and walk away.โ โI know, I think someone had to steal it, but thereโs no way of knowing whoโs responsible. And it looks like Iโm going to have to take the blame.โ She shares, her eyes shining with tears. โCora, I canโt believe you didnโt tell me this sooner!โ I lament, โThey canโt fire you, it isnโt fair.โ โYou donโt understand, Dominic is one of our biggest donors.โ Cora explains. โAnd heโs furious, he basically wants my head on a platter.โ A week ago I might have believed there was no hope for Cora, but seeing how kind and understanding Dominic was with the kids today makes me wonder if he could really be so heartless. Surely if he understood that Cora would never be so irresponsible heโd show some leniency? I have to try and help her, I would do anything for my sister โ even begging a ruthless billionaire for mercy. Three days to go. I repeat these words to myself as I walk down the street, still preoccupied with my possible pregnancy, even as I prepare to go to bat for my sister. In some ways it's a coping mechanism: Iโm about to beg Dominic Sinclair to save Coraโs job, and I need a comforting thought to help me get through this. His bodyguards see me first, and I can see their mouths moving as they watch me move closer, no doubt notifying him of my presence. Approaching nervously behind Dominic, I wonder for the hundredth time if this is a mistake. Who am I to ask a favor from one of the most powerful men on the planet? Shaking myself, I tell the little voice in the back of my mind to shut up โ this is for Cora. I might not be brave for myself, but I can be brave for her. โMr. Sinclair?โ I ask hesitantly, feeling my heart pound violently against my ribcage. He turns around and gazes imperiously down at me. โYes?โ โIโm Ella Reina, I nanny for Jake and Millie Graves.โ I begin, gnawing on my lower lip. His dark eyes catch on my mouth, and suddenly I feel like a frightened rabbit in front of a hungry wolf. โI know who you are, Ella.โ The sound of my name on his lips sends a shiver down my spine. He speaks the familiar syllables with so much purpose, as if they truly mean something to him. โOhโฆ well, I donโt mean to be impertinent, but Iโm friends with Dr Cora DanielsโฆโAs soon as I say her name, his expression closes off, and some unidentified emotion flashes in his eyes. โShe told me sheโs in trouble at work, and I know youโre one of the bankโs donors.โ I improvise. โI donโt know what Cora is being accused of, but Iโm sure sheโs innocent. She takes her job incredibly seriously, and she would never do anything to risk her career.โ โAnd what do you expect me to do about it?โ Dominic asks ominously. I can tell he doesnโt believe my weak story, his body language has changed completely, and I can feel his rising anger vibrating in the air around us. โI just thoughtโฆ I hoped that if you had any sway there, you might be able to put in a good word for her.โ I finish, feeling color flood my cheeks. Iโm both ashamed of myself for such a feeble attempt, but unsure how else to handle such a delicate topic. The last thing I want is to get Cora in even more trouble than before. Dominicโs jaw ticks as he watches me, and the voice in the back of my head urges me to run for it. โFrom what Iโve heard, your friend made a very serious mistake, and the consequences have been more than appropriate. The best thing she can do now is take responsibility for her mistakes, not sending you to do her dirty work for her.โ โI โ she didnโt, she doesnโt even know Iโm here! I swear.โ I plead. โIโve said all Iโm going to say on this matter.โ Dominic declares, turning away from me and striding into his house. The door slams shut behind him, and Iโm left with his various bodyguards. โYou need to leave now, miss.โ One of the men announces sharply. โI canโt.โ I moan, โhe has to understand, sheโs going to lose everything!โ โWeโre not going to ask you again.โ A second guard growls, a clear threat in his words. โPlease, sheโs innocent.โ I beg, โyou have to โโ before I can say anything more, the men grab me by the arms and begin trying to lead me off the property. Feeling truly desperate, I dig in my heels, deciding that my dignity is worth Coraโs entire future. โIโm begging you, if I could just talk to Mr. Sinclair.โ โYouโve already talked to him.โ The first guard grumbles, โand frankly youโre lucky he was as generous to you as he was. Your friend clearly told you things she shouldnโt.โ The next thing I know, theyโve thrown me off the property and onto the sidewalk so forcefully that I lose my balance, tumbling to the ground as tears spark in my eyes. The iron gates slam shut behind me, and I have no choice but to slink off before I can embarrass myself further. Of course, this was only the beginning of my misfortune. When I arrived at work the next day, I found that my keys no longer fit the locks on the front door. I knocked, overwhelmed with confusion, and a few minutes later the door swung open to reveal Jake and Millieโs furious mother. โMy keys arenโt working.โ I tell her, wondering why sheโs glaring at me so fiercely. โTheyโre not meant to.โ She answers coldly, โas of yesterday afternoon, your services were no longer required.โ โIโฆ youโre firing me?โ I squeak, not believing my ears. โWhy?โ โWe got a call from the neighbors.โ She explains haughtily, โapparently you let Jake run into the road the other day where he was almost hit by a car! And then yesterday you were seen making a fool of yourself at Dominic Sinclairโs home โ they said his bodyguards had to drag you off the grounds like a common criminal.โ โThat isnโt fair, that isnโt what happened!โ I plead. โJake through his toy into the road and ran after it, I didnโt let it happen, and what happened with Mr. Sinclair was a misunderstanding.โ โI donโt want to hear it.โ She hisses. โNow leave before I call the police.โ โPlease, canโt I at least say goodbye to the kids?โ I request, praying sheโll grant me this one kindness. โIโm dialing.โ She tells me simply, pulling her cell phone from her pocket. โNo!โ I raise my palms in supplication, โItโs okay, Iโll go.โ For the second time this week, I find myself shamefully retreating through this opulent neighborhood with tears streaming down my face. What hurts even worse than losing my job is the fact I didn't get to explain the situation to Jake and Millie, or see them one last time. Iโm sure their mother will tell them horrible things about me, despite the fact that Iโve been lovingly raising for them for the last two years. I know Dominic Sinclair is responsible for this. I donโt believe my ex-bossโs story about the neighbors for one moment. He clearly wanted to punish me, just like heโs having Cora punished. A rush of fury takes hold of me, and suddenly I wish I could punish him somehow. Itโs not like me to be so vindictive, but right now it truly feels like my entire life is falling apart, and itโs partly his fault. I spent all my money on the insemination, and without a job I have almost nothing. How am I ever going to afford to have a baby now? I guarantee Iโm not going to get a good reference from Jake and Millieโs mother. As if things werenโt already bad enough, when I return home I find a stack of bills in the mailbox and I donโt even recognize half the senders. I open them one by one, feeling my confusion and disbelief grow by the minute. As I look at the stores on the breakdown of charges, my suspicion grows: theyโre all Mikeโs favorite places. Is it possible he did this behind my back? That heโs been hiding the bills from me for monthsโฆ or years? I know heโll deny it if I confront him, which leaves me only one option. I have to call Kate. My former best friend might have betrayed me completely with her affair, but if anyone knows what Mike has been up to, itโs her. Click to read more๏ผ ๐ฅTop story: Accidental surrogate for alpha ๐ฅ | Gabriella Castillo | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61564944895839/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Despite being the first daughter of the Harrison family, she had never been given a car of her own. It was a daily frustration that she had to take a cab wherever she went, a reminder of how little regard her family had for her independence. All of a sudden, Anastasia saw a car make a stop right where she stood. "Hi, Ana. Are you also heading to the city hall? Want me to give you a ride?" Michelle, her younger sister asked her, sizing her up and down with a disgusted look as if she was a pest. Anastasia was aware Michelle wasn't in fact 'offering' her a ride. She was mocking her since she didn't have a car of her own. Their relationship had always been an unpleasant one. With Michelle being the favored daughter of the Harrison family, she always got what she wanted. Even when Anastasia wanted it too, she would be forced to give it up for Michelle. It was the duties of the eldest daughter, they said. "No, thanks," Anastasia responded. "Whatever," Michelle snorted before she zoomed off, leaving a cloud of dust behind that made Anastasia cough. In no time, Anastasia was able to find a cab. Reaching the city hall, Anastasia found Michelle standing in front of a staff; it was the same staff that called Anastasia to come retrieve her marriage certificate. It turned out they had registered to the same staff. Anastasia wanted to turn back and leave to avoid another encounter with Michelle. Unfortunately, luck wasn't on her side. The staff recognized Anastasia and quickly called her. "Mrs. Wallace, I have your marriage certificate with me. Please come and get it," said the staff. Instantly, Michelle turned back with a grin on her face when she saw Anastasia. "Ana, come and take your marriage certificate," she urged her. Anastasia read between the lines. She was mocking her for marrying the black sheep while she was married to the CEO of the Wallace enterprise. Anastasia revealed a small smile that didn't reach her eyes, took the marriage certificate from the staff, and turned, about to leave, but Michelle stopped her. "Come on, I want to see it. I want to see the useless man you will start calling your husband for the rest of your life," she urged, her eyes filled with mockery and her tone hushed, so that the staff wouldn't hear her. "We can see it later," Anastasia replied, about to walk out but grabbed her hand, stopping her. "Don't make me repeat myself," she threatened with a glare. In a blink of an eye, Michelle's expression was back to normal, as if she hadn't just threatened Ana. "Anastasia." Ana heard someone call her. She turned back to find Richard marching towards them. When they had come to register, he had made it clear to her that he wasn't coming along with her to get the certificates. 'What is he doing here?' She wondered. "Hi Michelle," he greeted her, while Michelle tried to hide the disgust in her face as she stared at him. She couldn't be any more glad that she was married to Xavier. Turning to Anastasia, he suggested, "Let's go home and celebrate by having a little fun tonight." He winked at Anastasia with a sly grin on his lips as he chewed a piece of gum. He placed his hand on her waist, making her flinch. Anastasia ignored him, pretending she didn't hear him speak. She gulped down her saliva, inhaled then exhaled, hoping it would calm her nerves. "I'm talking to you," Richard nearly yelled at her when she gave him nothing but silence. "You are hurting me," she managed to mumble, her eyes lowering, unable to make eye contact with him. His grip on her waist had tightened. "Oh, so you can hear me? I thought you went deaf for a second," said Richard, licking his lips lustfully as he sized her up. Tears pooled in Anastasia's eyes while her hands clenched on the envelope, the paper that clearly stated she was finally married to Richard, who was the black sheep of the Wallace family. While her younger sister, Michelle was to marry her first son, Xavier, whom she had only seen once when he and his grandma came to their mansion to finalize a few things with her family. She knew her whole world had shattered and there was no point in revival. She could have ran away, far away from these people, but she couldn't. Her father had already threatened her that if she did, he would demolish the NGO she owned. The NGO was a place filled with happy children, a place she worked hard to build with her savings. The center had been spearheaded by her cousin who lived in constant fear of Anastasia's father. So, for the children's happiness, she had to sacrifice her freedom. Michelle scoffed when she saw Anastasia tearing up. "Richard, I've been asking Ana to show me the certificate, but she doesn't want to show me. But now that you are here, don't you want to see how handsome you look in it?" She asked him with a bright smile. "I want to see how I look in the picture, not that I would be surprised by my looks since I've always been handsome. Show it to me, baby," Richard urged her. 'Fool,' Michelle thought to herself. Anastasia didn't want to delay and make things harder for her. Her hands trembled as she ripped open the envelope that contained the marriage certificate. She could feel the weight of their gazes on her as she spread it open, her breath catching in her throat. Her eyes fell on the photo attached and the certificate slipped from her grasp, fluttering on the floor. Her heart pounded wildly, her chest tight with a mix of disbelief and fear. 'That's not Richard, that's Xavier.' 2: Sheโs the richest member of the Harrison Family Michelle frowned when she saw Anastasia drop the certificate. She picked it up, her eyes widening in disbelief when she saw the photo attached. She looked at Anastasia, shock mirrored in their expressions. "This is Xavier? How come you have Xavier's picture in your certificate?" Michelle questioned, glaring at Anastasia who was still frozen in shock as if she had a hand in it. Her voice attracted the attention of the people at the city hall. Michelle didn't waste any time and quickly tore open her certificate. "What theโ" she nearly cursed when she saw Richard's picture attached alongside hers on the certificate. "I'm married to Richard? What sort of a mistake is this?" She questioned no one in particular. Richard was also baffled by the mix-up, but he didn't see it as a big deal. As long as he was married to one of them, he was okay with it. Ruffling his hair, he said, "You two can go ahead and figure out how this happened. I have to meet up with my friends and have a drink." After that, he went his own way. Michelle couldn't help but glare at his back. Anastasia heard what Michelle said, and couldn't help but be even more shocked. The whole mix-up was completely unexpected. Anastasia was internally hoping for a miracle from the heavens, but she never expected their spouses to be exchanged. She found herself married to Xavier, while Michelle was now married to Richard. "What is this?!" Michelle's outburst brought her back from her thoughts as she compared the two certificates in her hands, as if her eyes were deceiving her. Michelle gritted her teeth in anger. She went to the staff and showed her the certificates. "What sort of joke is this? The man I came here with earlier was Xavier Wallace, and you got me married to Richard Wallace?!" She barked, veins popping on her neck out of frustration. At first, the staff was wondering what Michelle could be whispering to Anastasia. But seeing the mix-up, she felt a cold sweat run down her back. "You need to fix this!" Michelle ordered, her anger palpable. She had been daydreaming about how her wedding night with Xavier was going to feel like. But now that she wasn't married to Xavier as she'd expected, she felt a sudden urge to kill. The staff nodded vehemently, rushing from her seat to find out what could have caused the mix-up. Michelle turned to Anastasia. "I'm sure you are happy about this. You bribed the staff to swap the IDs, right? I know your ways, Anastasia. Mum and Dad are going to hear about this, and I will make sure they beat the truth out of you," she threatened, her teeth gnashing together while her fists clenched on the certificates. Michelle had never imagined getting married to Richard, Xavier's younger brother. He never took his life seriously and never set a goal for himself. The only reason he seemed important was because he came from the Wallace family. She didn't want to be married to such a person. She deemed it to be an abomination. "What are you saying, Michelle? How could I have bribed the staff? We came here at different hours to register, and there are many staff here as well," said Anastasia, hoping Michelle would believe her. The staff came back, sweat already glistening on her forehead. "I'm s-sorry, Mrs. Wallace. There w-was a fault with our system and it ended up swapping y-your IDs," the staff stuttered, afraid of her own life especially since Xavier Wallace was involved. She was internally hoping she wouldn't lose her job. "Shut up! This is a city hall for crying out loud and you are telling me there was a fault with your system? Don't tell me lies. She," Michelle pointed at Anastasia. "She bribed you, didn't she?" The staff glanced between Michelle and Anastasia, confused by Michelle's words. All she could do was shake her head. "No ma'amโ" The staff didn't get the chance to complete her sentence when Michelle stormed out of the city hall, dragging Anastasia along with her. "Get in the car," she ordered when they reached outside. "We are going home and you are going to explain to Mom and Dad how this mistake happened," Michelle added, getting into the car. Anastasia had no choice but to get into the car. Michelle drove the car, heading to the Harrison mansion while calling Ana names now and then. The latter kept quiet, awaiting her doom as soon as they got out of the car since Michelle had already texted their parents about the mix-up. "You'd better confess now, else Dad is only going to beat you up to a pulp," she threatened nonstop. They finally arrived at the mansion. Michelle stepped down from the car and dragged Anastasia inside. Reaching the living room, Michelle pulled Anastasia with so much force that the latter fell on the groundโwincing in pain. "So, you were so greedy to have what your sister wanted that you went to the extent of bribing the staff members at the city hall to have your photo exchanged with Michelle's, huh?" Amelia questioned, the intensity of her glare scaring the skeletons out of Anastasia. "I'm talking to you, can't you speak?" She demanded. "What else can she say, mum? She has been caught red-handed so she has nothing to say," said Michelle. "You are going to get a divorce from Xavier," their father, Robert declared, his expression also holding the same amount of disdain as the other two as he glared down at her. Anastasia got up from the ground, and gulped down her saliva before she replied, "I don't want to divorce Xavier." She had no idea where that confidence came from, but she hoped it stayed longer. With gritted teeth, Robert threatened, "In that case, I will lock you up. No food and water until you agree to divorce him." Michelle grinned when she heard her father. Robert dragged Anastasia even though she tried to stop him by pleading, but he didn't halt for a second. When they got to her room, he threw her in and locked it. "Dad, please." Anastasia's voice could be heard from inside, but they all ignored her. All of a sudden, Robert got a phone call. He picked up the call without looking at the caller, anger still evident in his expression. "Who is it?" He demanded. When he got the news over the phone, his expression went from surprised to sudden rage which made him grip his phone tightly in his hand. "Who was that?" Amelia asked when she saw her husband's expression. "It was the lawyer. He said the doctor attending to his mother and father just contacted him, saying that both of them were dead. He also said that they had transferred all their properties to Anastasia," Robert forced the words out of his mouth. 3: You Killed My Baby "What?" Amelia asked, her voice barely a whisper. "How is that possible?" "I don't know, but one thing is for sure," said Robert. "You are going to have to transfer everything in my name," he declared loud enough for Anastasia to hear through the door. Anastasia couldn't believe her ears. She felt a deep sadness over her grandparents' deaths. Their bond had been so strong that when her grandmother fell ill, her grandfather's health had also declined from the loneliness he felt while she was in the hospital. Now, both of them were gone. Her grandparents were the only two people in the family who ever treated her kindly. Whenever they were around, even her parents, Michelle, and her brother Jack would treat her well. They all acted like a perfect family that loved her, never raising their voices at her as long as her grandparents were present. But since they got sick, her marriage was suddenly arranged with Richard until they were in their current situation. "I'm not transferring anything," Anastasia objected, her tone soft and timid. Amelia suddenly opened the door, startling Ana. "And what's that supposed to mean?" She questioned her. "It means I'm not transferring anything. Grandma and Grandpa transferred everything they owned in my name because they wanted to and I won't disrespect them by transferring it to your name," she declared, her eyes on her mother as she glared at her, gritting her teeth. "You unfilial child!" Robert barked, striking her across the cheek. "I am your father and you have no right to disobey me, do you hear me?" He spat all over her face, grabbing her chin with so much force that she thought he was going to punch her. Without waiting for her answer, Robert struck her across the cheek the second time. She fell on the floor as her blood painted her lips, her cheeks bleeding. Michelle smiled, hiding her conflicting emotions. She was overjoyed to see Anastasia being treated like a dog, but a flicker of annoyance lingered. It irked her how things seemed to be going so well for Anastasia that day. First, she had bribed the staff into swapping their IDs, ensuring she married Xavier, the man she was supposed to be with. And now, their grandparents had died, leaving everything they owned to Anastasia. Michelle was angry at how unfairly things had turned out in Anastasia's favor. Robert pulled Anastasia's hair and forced her to stand up. "Are you going to sign the property papers?" He questioned her again and she shook her head. "No," she mumbled. This was the first time after a long time since Ana had disobeyed him. He couldn't fathom why she was suddenly disobeying at a time like this. His parents have always been richer than him. It was their wealth that made their family part of the influential people in their city, Radiantia. He had always anticipated the day his parents would pass away, imagining the moment the lawyer would call his name, announcing that he had received the majority of their wealth. But the reality was far more cruel. He didn't receive even a percent of their estate; everything was left to his unfilial daughter, Anastasia. Without further warning, Robert dropped Ana to the ground. He pulled off his belt and whipped it across her body, eliciting a sharp yelp of pain from her. As if that wasn't enough, he started kicking her all over, intending to inflict unbearable pain on her so that she could choose to sign the papers. But Ana was extremely stubborn at that moment. Amelia, with her daughter, didn't want Robert to be the only one having the fun so they joined. They loved how they kicked Ana as if she was a soccer ball. "You think you are stubborn, aren't you? Let's see how much pain you can endure," Robert said. All of a sudden, they saw blood pool under Anastasia's dress. It was so shocking that they backed away a little. "Why is she suddenly bleeding?" Michelle asked no one in particular. She looked at Anastasia who had already passed out. "Call the guards, we need to take her to the hospital. She'd better not die yet when she hasn't signed the property papers." Robert's bodyguards immediately rushed in when they heard their names being called. "Take her to the booth of the car, I don't want her dirty blood staining my fancy car seat. We are taking her to the hospital," he ordered and they immediately did as they were instructed. โ When they arrived at the hospital, Anastasia was immediately rushed in for treatment. Robert followed closely, his face a mask of cold determination. He grabbed the doctor by the arm, his grip firm and unyielding. "Listen carefully," he said, his voice low and threatening. "I only need her fingers to be moving. That's all that matters." The doctor looked at him, conflicted but unable to defy the urgent demand. Reluctantly, he nodded, and Robert stepped back, watching as they wheeled Anastasia away, his mind already calculating his next move. "When is she going to be awake?" Robert asked as soon as the doctor came out of the hospital room. "She should be awake in about two hours," he replied. "But why does her body seem like she got beaten up? Did something happen to her?" He asked, wanting to know more about his patient. "She was robbed and that was how we found her, doc," Robert lied. He couldn't tell the doctor exactly what had happened. "I hope my sister will be alright," Michelle said, forcing a tear out of her eyes. Amelia hugged her as they sobbed together. "I see. Well, I'm sorry for the loss of your grandchild because unfortunately, the patient had a miscarriage." The doctor dropped the bomb which had the trio glance at each other in bewilderment. "I'm sorry but I don't think I heard that well," said Amelia. "Please can you repeat that?" she requested, waiting for the doctor. "The patient was pregnant and she had lost her baby, she had a miscarriage," the doctor repeated. 4: A Trade For My Peace Of Mind The doctor excused them to grieve the death of the unborn baby they didn't know existed. "Ana has the nerve to get pregnant and didn't tell us anything about it," said Michelle. "It serves her right to lose the child," she added, a small grin stretched on her lips. The other two thought the same as well. They didn't care about the death of any unborn child they had just killed. They only wanted her to transfer everything she owned in Robert's name so that he could share it equally, they thought. "I will have my assistant get the property papers ready with the divorce papers. She will have to transfer all that is in her name to mine and she will also have to divorce Xavier. So should you, Michelle," he said to Michelle. "Believe me when I say that I'm ready to sign the divorce papers right now. I can't stay married to that jobless bull, he won't even be able to take care of me," she replied. "That's good. And after thatโฆ" Robert drawled, staring at the corners to be sure that no one was listening to them. When he was sure that they were alone, he continued, "We will have to get rid of Ana." Amelia and Michelle glanced at each other before Amelia said, "I was thinking the same thing. She is already starting to act stubbornly. I don't want her getting some crazy ideas so it's best to get rid of her soon." Robert was proud of their line of thinking. This was his family, the family he was proud of. When it came to doing something evil, he knew his family would always support him even when it came down to killing someone. They never failed to show their support. "I will be the one that kills her, I don't want you two staining your hands with her blood," he said with a gentle smile on his face. "We will finally be getting rid of Anastasia and she will be out of our lives forever," he promised. They waited for Anastasia to wake up. Robert's assistant had already arrived with the papers he had requested. They were in his hands, anticipating Ana's awakeness. When the nurse who was in charge of taking care of Anastasia informed them that she was finally awake, they quickly rushed in. Inside the hospital room, Anastasia saw the people she once called family. No, she corrected herself. She didn't want to call them her family again. "Monsters," she called them loud and clear for them to hear her. The Harrisons were shocked. Anastasia's defiance and resilience kept catching them off guard. This only made them more determined to get rid of her permanently once they had gotten what they wanted from her. They didn't want to waste time bothering with the name she called them. Robert threw the papers at her bed, pointing at it, he ordered, "Sign those papers. Those are the property and divorce papers. Sign them quickly and don't waste any time glaring at me." Anastasia glared at him one more time before her eyes landed on the papers. It was all because of the papers that she had lost her baby. She was also shocked when the nurse from earlier informed her that she had a miscarriage and needed to take a rest. "Where's Richard?" She questioned, her tone chilly with not an ounce of emotion. This was the first time she was using that tone on them. They would be lying if they said they didn't feel scared for a moment. As if on cue, the door of the hospital room opened and Richard came inside, looking drunk and smelling as if he showered with alcohol. "What happened? Why did you suddenly call me here?" Richard asked, his words slurred. The more Michelle stared at Richard in disgust, the more she cursed at Ana internally. "Anastasia had a miscarriage and I'm guessing the child is yours?" Robert asked, staring intently at Richard as the latter stumbled until he found a chair to seat. Anastasia scoffed from the bed. He made her look like a prostitute with his words. "He is the father, it's not a guess because you let him have his way with me whenever he wanted, and you wouldn't intervene even once," she reminded him, her tone filled with so much anger that she felt her chest squeeze tightly that it became difficult to breathe. "You were supposed to be a father." "Don't you dare sit down there and teach me about my role," Robert remarked. The both of them exchanged glares, none of them willing to back down. "So you mean to tell me that Anastasia was pregnant with my child and she lost the baby?" Richard asked, facing Anastasia. "You lost the baby?" He asked her directly but Anastasia didn't bother replying to him. He was drunk and there was a high chance he wouldn't even remember what occurred the next day. "Isn't that supposed to be good news?" He asked, smiling like a fool as his stench continued to fill the room. "It's good that you lost the baby because I'm not ready to be a father at all. So that was why you people called me over? SighโฆI'm leaving." He stood up from the chair and found his way out as he wobbled. As soon as Richard closed the door behind him, Robert urged Ana. "Sign those papers immediately." A tear dropped from Ana's eyes but she wiped it immediately. She took the papers. "I will only sign these documents under one condition," she said which surprised them. They hadn't expected her to give in so quickly. "What is it?" "It's a trade. I'm willing to trade the properties for my peace of mind. I'm going to leave forever and I don't want you looking for me to trouble me ever again," she responded, her seriousness evident in her firm tone despite the pain she felt in her chest. 5: A Hope To Reclaim A wild grin stretched across Robert's lips, making him look like the devil's replica. He nodded eagerly, agreeing to her condition without wasting a second. "I will leave you alone and you will never be a part of the Harrison family again," he said. "That's exactly what I want." Anastasia took the papers and signed them. The Harrisons watched as the ink stained the paper with her signature. They finally got what they wanted. Unbeknownst to Anastasia, they had a completely different plan for her. Anastasia handed the papers over to Robert and he wasted no time in retrieving them as his eyes glued on her signature. A few moments ago, Anastasia had been the richest member of the Harrison family. But now, having transferred everything she owned into Robert's name, he was the wealthiest. "I will have the doctor come treat you properly so that you will recover quickly," said Robert, a huge smile on his lips. Anastasia stared at him, her face expressionless. She didn't say anything to either him or the other two that were behind him. Michelle was with the divorce papers. It was obvious from her smile how she ogled at Anastasia's signature that she was happy about the divorce. Sadly, Xavier was on a business trip so the divorce had to wait until he came back. 'What can I expect from them? I shouldn't feel sad about this, I'm finally free from their clutches,' Ana thought to herself. The Harrisons excused her and called in the doctor to give her proper treatment. A few days passed, and it was finally the day Anastasia was going to be discharged from the hospital. She waited for Robert until nighttime, the hours dragging by, before he finally arrived. It was raining heavily on that day, making the streets slippery and dangerous. "Ana," Robert called her. He was sitting beside her in the back seat while his two bodyguards were at the front. "I'm so glad we are going home, everyone missed you," he added, a warm smile on his face which made Anastasia uncomfortable because he'd never spoken to her with warmth before. He attempted caressing her cheeks but Anastasia immediately scouted away from him. "I'm only going home to take the necessary things I need and I will leave," she corrected him, glaring at the hand he dropped by his side. Robert sighed, his smile still evident on his face. Anastasia saw the car change directions and she immediately became alert. "Where are we going?" She questioned. "This is not the way to the mansion." "I'm sorry but I can't let you leave, Ana." Before she could react, Robert hit her head hard with the gun he snuck out of his pocket without her noticing, making her go unconscious. They stopped the car for a brief second, carrying Anastasia to the boot of the car discreetly. They got back and continued their ride, heading towards their destination, where they planned to bury her. Suddenly, the car hit a patch of mud and skidded uncontrollably. The bodyguard who was driving tried to regain control, but the vehicle was very close to the edge of the road. Everyone inside was scared for their lives, except Anastasia who had already passed out in the boot of the car and was unaware of what was happening. The other cars on the street made their way quickly so they wouldn't collide together and have an accident occur. The car hit the barrier at the edge of the road, causing the trunk to fly open. Anastasia was thrown from the vehicle, rolling off the cliff and tumbling into the thick forest below. Robert quickly got out of the car when he was sure that the car was stable and found the booth of the car already opened. He gritted his teeth in anger. "We are going to search for Ana in the forest," he instructed and had the bodyguards follow him. They went the other way which led to the thick forest since they didn't think they would survive it if they jumped over the barrier. The search for Anastasia began. But unfortunately, after an hour of searching for her under the heavy rainfall, they grew tired. "Boss, there's a possibility that she has already been eaten by the wild animals," one of the two bodyguards said, his eyes darting from one tree to another in fear that a wild animal would jump on them and use them as their dinner. "I agree. Even before she lands in the thick forest, I'm sure the branches have already stabbed her. She won't be able to survive it, boss," the other one immediately agreed, hoping that their boss would just let them leave the creepy forest. Robert contemplated for a while before he replied, "I guess you are right. She won't be able to survive it. She's dead." He declared. They turned their backs, deciding to leave. ** Deep in the forest, a man clad in a suit with an umbrella above his head by one of his men, keeping him from getting wet ordered, "Make sure you leave no evidence behind." It was Xavier, talking to his men. The men, also clad in black suits, responded in unison. "Yes, boss!" They covered the body, a human trafficker who they had recently caught but refused to give them intel about his organization with sand, burying him deep in the ground. Xavier threw away the cigarette he was smoking in the forest, the rainfall quenching it immediately as he supervised his men. When he was sure that they didn't leave any evidence behind, he turned to leave but another one of his men screamed, grabbing his attention and the attention of others as well. "What is it?" Xavier questioned, annoyance evident in his tone. Even though the forest was thick and people rarely visited it, they still needed to be careful. "Boss, there's something over there," the man said, pointing to one side of the forest which was pitch black. A flashlight beam cut through the darkness, illuminating the area and giving them a clear view of the scene. Xavier walked towards the object with cautious steps but when he got closer, he realized it was a human being and not an object. 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| 2194794 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004045 | 1746634326 | 1634 | website.metronovel.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐Click to read the full novel๐๐ | https://website.metronovel.com/share/middle/ijhkpqimatf2dm03gwr4ybra?campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 3.9963879322589E+14 | Good Novel and Story | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463183864_3812035085737506_4207666833316885301_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=DDriltu6tNoQ7kNvgEJinPg&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AZyr3yHAe6QSzch8V1nETYK&oh=00_AYCD2OGTui0dP9icgv3bKzy2_iDCuIV_-yqE1WWjG4FYhQ&oe=67143552 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "Ahhhhhhhhโฆ" My body jolted, and something poured out of my, streaming down my legs and soaking the bed. I felt my forehead and beads of sweat got stuck to my hand. Mated to my stepfather, I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you do this for me again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. My stepfather, Alpha Andrรฉ stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. What the hell? *** Chapter 1 Olivia's POV I sat in my living room, rocking back and forth on my father's old chair. I could still smell his scent on the old leather, bringing tears to my eyes. In my arms, I cradled the porcelain jar that held my dadโs ashes. It still felt like a dream. I pinched myself multiple times to wake myself up from this nightmare, but I only ended up with bruises on my arms each time my fingernails sank into my skin, drawing blood. This was no dream. Dad was dead. It was almost unbelievable, but it was true. I glanced over at the table, and on it was the letter the Luna of my pack had delivered to me during Dad's funeral. I picked it up and read through it for the tenth time. Regardless of how many times I read it, I still couldn't believe she was coming here after everything that she did, after all this time. That was impossible. Yet, my suitcase was packed beside me because Luna Mia had also been quite clear on her stance. Since Dad was gone, I had to leave. I was leaving my pack, the only home I had known all my life, to stay withโฆ Knock! Knock! Knock! I was jerked from my brooding. I carefully placed the jar on the table and walked to the door. The impatient knocking came again, and the air was suddenly filled with the scent of expensive, intrusive perfume, which almost blurred Dad's scent, that was still lingering in the room. I walked to the door, flung it open, and saw her. My mother. She was nothing like I remembered from her lips, which were a bright red, and the flashy large hoop earrings that were dangling on both ears. She cleared her throat, interrupting my assessment, "God! You look like a mess, Olivia.โ Her eyes swept over me in one fair swoop of disgust. "You should brush your hair. It looks like a bird's nest." Her voice was high and full of mockery. This was exactly like I remembered. Only that, Dad used to be at the receiving end of that mockery. Now, it was me. "What are you doing here, Nicole?โ She gasped and looked at me angrily, and I took joy in seeing the displeasure on her face as her lips turned down angrily at the sides. "Where are your manners, young lady? Need I remind you that I am still your mother.โ I scoffed. A person like her could call herself a mother? Without waiting for my reply, Nicole pushed past me and entered the house. I closed the door and watched her in anger as she looked around. "Still looks the same. Your father never changed those filthy sofas after all." She turned to me again. "You got my letter, didn't you?" I folded my arms and stared angrily at her. "Yeah, I did. Tell me this is some joke." My mother laughed sarcastically and suddenly glared at me angrily, โLook, Liv..." "Don't call me Liv.โ That was something that only my loved ones could call me. She was not on that list. Although there was no list anymore as there had been only one personโDad. And he was not even here anymore. Another wave of heartache hit me while Nicole rolled her eyes and ignored my comment. "Look, I don't have much time. Get your stuff and get into the car, and if I feel like it, I can explain things to you." She gave the house one last disgusted look over and walked out. I sighed angrily and sat in my dad's chair. What was all this? Why did she have to come? When I had gotten the letter from the packโs Luna, a part of me had desperately hoped that it was some prank and that she wouldnโt make it. After all, I had spent thirteen years waiting for her to walk through these same doors. Yet, she had ended up coming. I heard a low rumbling sound, and I looked out of the window; I saw a black BMW. I raised my eyebrow in surprise. That was my mother's ride? Where on earth did she... The car outside honked its horn, and I knew my time here was up. Still holding the jar with my dad's ashes, I dragged my suitcase out of the door. My mum finally stopped honking as I walked up to the car with my suitcase. "I don't even know why you even bother carrying those ashes. Your hands are all dirty. Could you not get them on my seats? They're Italian leather." I scoffed angrily. How dare she? "You're unbelievable! How could you say that about Dad?!" She rolled her eyes and gave me a pointed stare. "Do you even know how much Italian leather costs?" I was dumbfounded, but she couldn't care less. "For the record," I said in a grim tone. "I am only tagging along because Dad would have wanted me to. I'd rather be dead with him than go anywhere with you." โThat would have been better, Liv,โ she mumbled and turned away. If I had expected that anything would be different after thirteen years and a new ride, I was awfully wrong, and Nicole was in a hurry to let me know. โDriver, step on it. I have things to do." The driver started the car, and then we sped away, leaving my old life, house and everything I have ever known behind. "How long is this ride?" I asked, turning back to the window. It felt like we had been driving for hours. The scenery was lovely. There were lots of flowers and beautiful trees, and the grass was lush green. Soon, we pulled up in front of a large mansion, and its grandeur took my breath away. "I forgot to mention that your stepfather is the Alpha of this pack. He owns this place," my mom said, brimming with pride, and I resisted an eye roll. Before I could say anything else, the driver opened the door, and she stepped out. However, I remained in the car, boiling with anger as my shock vanished into thin air. This explained everything. She was such a gold-digger! She had abandoned Dad and me all these years to marry some old, rich Alpha. My stomach churned in disgust at my mother. Suddenly, the door opened, and the driver stood beside it. "Miss Olivia, do you need help with your bags?" "No," I said, coarsely. "I can sort myself out." I got out of the car, hoisted my suitcase out, and kept my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm. I walked to the front door and saw my mother waiting for me. "I see you finally got out. I was starting to think that the magnificence of this place had rendered your little legs paralysed." Her voice was haughty and arrogant, and I felt my cheeks burn hot with fury. We walked inside and were face to face with a giant golden staircase. I was taken aback. This house was huge! Maids walked by my mother and me, greeting her as โLuna', and each time I heard it, I felt my insides boil hotter, and sadness washed over me. I couldn't believe she had been here all this time, basking in all this wealth while we struggled daily to get by. The sound of hurried steps echoed, and Mom turned to me and whispered harshly. "Get out of here. The maids will show you to your room." I raised an eyebrow and folded my arms defiantly. "No." "I'm warning you, Olivia. And keep your voice down." I scoffed. "Last I checked, this house belongs to your boo thing, not you. I need him to say it if he doesn't want me here. And I hope he says it so I can get out of here." Every nerve in my body tingled with electricity as the steps got closer. What was happening to me? With my heart thumping against my chest, I turned to look at the staircase. Every thought cleared from my head as I looked at him. My heart skipped a beat, and every step he took towards us made me feel like I could not breathe or look away from the perfection that he was. Built like some Greek god, the man walking down the staircase looked like he had walked out of some human magazine cover, and I felt myself melt under his dominance as soon as he was in front of me. His aura made my body shiver with pleasure, admiration and awe. โMATEโ, my wolf growled. "Alpha Andrรฉ, good afternoon.โ My mom spoke up, and it was only then that I noticed that every other head was bowed except mine. Wait, Alpha? My eyes widened as I did the maths. This was her new husband? He was the last thing from an old, rich Alpha, and I was struggling to pull my eyes away from him. How on earth did he end up with someone like Nicole? Ignoring Nicole, his eyes fell on me, "who is this?โ Chapter 2 Olivia's POV โWho is this?โ His deep, sonorous voice resonated throughout the room, and my body tingled to the sound. I felt his green eyes wash over me in one swoop, and I instantly felt giddy while butterflies began to flap in my stomach. Without trying to be discreet, I checked him out properly. His hair was dark, and his muscular torso strained against his tight shirt, outlining his abs and pecs. I felt myself drooling with desire. I couldn't explain what I felt, but a part of me was yearning for him. His face was dashingly handsome, and my eyes trailed down to his sharp and chiselled jaw. I gawked at his soft lips and began to imagine how it would feel to kiss themโฆ Shocked at my thoughts, I shook my head to push those unholy thoughts away. But the moment my eyes met his one more time, I was stuck. There was no way that he was my stepdad. Alpha Andrรฉ raised his eyebrow; he looked pretty intrigued, and I felt the lump in my throat disappear. "My name is Olivia. I'm Nicole's dโฆ" "Sister!" said my mom, cutting in nervously. "She is my sister from a distant pack." I stared at Nicole, stunned. She didn't want him to know that I was her daughter. "Screw you!" I yelled angrily at her, and she gave me a death stare. I ignored it and turned to Andrรฉ. I was almost caught off guard by his sparkling green eyes. "I'm Nicole's daughter. It seems she left that part out of her resumรฉ when she applied to be your wife." From the corner of my eyes, I could see Mom getting red in the face, and her anger was burning hot, but I didn't care. I was determined to push her buttons. "Nicole didn't tell me about you. Either way, it is nice to meet you." I felt some confidence stir up in me. I just felt this connection, and it felt like I could say anything to him. "Are you sure having a wife you know nothing about is smart? She could kill you in your sleep, you know." I watched as his smooth lips curled into a smirk, making him more dashing. God, he was so s*xy! How on earth did Mum bag him? I watched him as he turned his head to one of the maids who stood nearby, supposedly waiting for his next order. "You. Prepare a room for her on the third floor. Make sure it is comfortable." He turned back towards the stairs, and Mum and I followed him behind. "So tell me about yourself, Olivia. You have a beautiful name, I must say." I felt my cheeks get hot. I felt the butterflies in my stomach flutter madly. "Well, there wouldn't be much to say if only Nicole had told you about me sooner. I'm done with high school and taking a break year before I start college andโฆ" There was not much about me, and my introduction ended after a few sentences. However, I was trapped by his captivating green eyes. More than once, his arm brushed mine, and I felt heated passion fill me up, just waiting to burst out. When I looked him in the face, I caught his eyes looking at my lips before looking back at me. This was torturous. And he was my stepfather! We finally reached the third floor, and Mum rushed to him, pushing me aside rudely. โAlpha, I donโt think Olivia should stay on the first floor. She has night terrors at times and might wake you if she stays on the same floor as you." I was stunned. What was Mum getting at?! What night terrors? On the bright side, Andrรฉ ignored her and disappeared into a room on the third floor. Mom turned and stared at me angrily. โDo I need to remind you that you are here as a guest? You should know your place. I am still your mother whether you like it or not." I glared back at her with the same intensity, "Back off! I'm not the one who asked to be dragged here. That was all on you. You planned this with Dad.โ I took a deep breath, my anger coursing through every vein, โAlso, I think you are the one who should know their place. You. Are. Not. My. Mum." I watched as her face changed into different shades of white. She gave me one furious glare and then headed down to the second floor. After a while, one of the maids walked up to me. "Miss Olivia, please follow me to your room. It is ready for you,โ she said with a small bow and led the way. I followed behind her and dragged my suitcase along with me. I still had my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm, and I wondered if he was watching all of this. Soon, we stopped at a time just a few doors away from the room Alpha Andrรฉ had disappeared into. "Your room, Miss Olivia. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes. Please be ready. Here is the key. Do make yourself comfortable." The maid handed me the key and headed downstairs. I was left alone in the lobby. I took a deep breath and stared at the key in my hand. I was here; there was no turning back now. I slotted it into the keyhole and turned it, and with a click, it opened. Nothing could have prepared me for the sight I saw. My room was huge! There was enough space in here to throw a party. The walls were a beautiful pale pink, and a chandelier hung on the ceiling, elegantly flooding the room with light. The reading table was made out of smooth wood, and a laptop and detached keyboard were on it. I dropped my suitcase and walked over to the bed. The sheets were made of rich, smooth and soft silk, and the mattress was so comfy that it felt like I was sleeping on a cottony heap of clouds. โOkay. I could get used to this.โ I got off the bed, took off my clothes and wrapped a towel around my body. I needed to have a quick shower before dinner. I smelled all sweaty. After the shower, I changed into something nicer and did my hair. The shower gel was expensive and exotic, and I smelled like wild peaches. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Miss Olivia, are you ready for dinner? The Alpha has requested that you eat with him." I was about to say something, but my stomach rumbled, cutting me off. "I will be down in a few minutes." The maid nodded and walked away, and in a few minutes, I was out of my room, heading downstairs. "Miss Olivia, where are you going?" I turned around and saw the maid who had called me for dinner. "I'm sorry. I'm looking for the dining room." The maid shook her head and smiled politely. "I'm sorry. I must have missed something while I was giving you the message. Dinner will be in the Alpha's personal room on the third floor." I stared at the maid with wide-open eyes. "What..?!" Chapter 3 Andrรฉโs POV I smelled her even before the door opened, and my hands clenched around the chairโs handle as Olivia entered my private quarters. Her body was tense, and she looked around curiously before her gaze settled on me. As though unnerved, she looked away immediately. How did the moon goddess create such perfection? To reward my waiting? I had spent more than twenty years waiting for my fated mate. For the one, the one that was made for me. Yet, there had been nothing. Eventually, I had settled for an arrangement for the pack's sake. But she was here now. And she was the best f**king thing I have laid my eyes on. โWhereโs Nicole?โ She squeaked, her voice barely audible. I would have missed it if all of my senses werenโt focused on her. I wanted to know everything. I needed to take in her smile, her beautiful blue eyes that shone like the sea. f**k, I could already imagine running my hands through those large blond curls that fell over her shoulders. It took me some seconds to realise I hadnโt answered her. Nicole. It had been relatively easy to tell that they didnโt have the best relationship. Just now, when her mother had been there, she had been fierce and stubborn, like a fiery temptress. My temptress. โNicole wonโt be joining us,โ I replied and saw her wring her fingers together. Could she not feel it? Dinner went by slowly, and every now and then, Olivia would look up at me, her blue eyes probing and curious. I was dying to know her, too. But from what Nicoleโs driver had reported, she had just lost her father. A part of me was tempted to stand up and close the distance between us. To wrap her in my arms and let her know she had me now. Nothing was going to hurt her. But I didnโt want to scare her away. She was too important to me. I took a deep breath, calming my wolf that was pushing to claim his mate and my c0ck that was starting to react just from the thought of having Olivia in my arms. โDamn man, when did I get laid last?โ I wasnโt attracted to Nicole, but as my Luna, she had the most important thing I needed; she could handle matters very cleanly and made running the pack's internal affairs seem easy. Also, because of how hard she worked, it also meant that I had to give her a certain level of face here in my pack. Meetings outside the pack and checking over my company in the human world were among the few times that gave me a chance to get laid. I hadnโt been to one in two months. That had to be why. โIโm done,โ Olivia said, her voice breaking through my thoughts and my spine straightened. I frowned as I looked at her plate and the dishes in front of her; although I had spaced out just now, it was not enough time for her to have eaten enough food. โAre you uncomfortable?โ I asked, and she looked down, biting her lips. Damn. The very action sent some command to my c0ck, and I could feel it stirring in my pants. โThereโs nothing to be worried about; I wonโt bite.โ That was a lie. I had every intention to bite. Especially with the way she was biting down on her lower lip. โIf you donโt like these, you can have dessert,โ I snapped my hands, and one of the kitchen staff walked out with a tray in his arm. I didnโt like sweets, but I had instructed them to make them for her. I almost gave myself a back pat when her eyes brightened at the popsicles before her. When she picked one up, I realised just how large it was. Her small, pouty mouth was way too small for that. Entranced, I watched as my little mate placed the giant popsicle in her mouth, and as I had guessed, she could only lick from a small corner. A m0@n fell from her mouth as she tasted it, and every nerve in my body tightened. If she continued at this rate, I wasnโt sure I could hold back from bending her over this table and claiming her as mine. โCan your mouth take all of it in?โ I asked, and Oliviaโs face flushed red, and she burst into a coughing fit. I shot up and rushed to her side without thinking. A move that I regretted because one whiff of her sweet floral scent was more than enough to bring me to my knees. My c0ck was hard, and my balls were heavy from being around and watching her. I moved behind the chair. I couldnโt let her see just how hard I was for her. For my โstepdaughterโ Olivia stood up, and my eyes followed her every move. Was she feeling the mate pull the way I was? I could never know if she did because right before I could say a word, Olivia dashed off. My dining room, the same place I had dined in for more than twenty years now, felt too big for my liking. Too empty. Did this affect my little mate? โAlpha, we caught a maid about to report to Miss Nicole about the dinner,โ one of my assistants stepped into the dining room and reported. โRemove all the unnecessary help on this floor.โ Nicole was nosy, and I wasnโt ignorant of the fact that she had spent the last year trying to win over my staff. Unfortunately, her position was about to be vacant. My mate was here. Irritation bubbled in my throat as I remembered their relationship. That was one hell of a trick from the moon goddess. However, that didnโt matter. Nothing could keep me from my Olivia. โOlivia,โ I called out, testing her name, and when I couldnโt hold it in anymore, I stood up, striding out of the dining room. I didnโt want her to be away from me. She had barely eaten anything, but judging by how petite she was, I suspected that food was not on her list of favourite things. Chapter 4 Olivia's POV I ate in silence and stole glances at him. Sometimes, our eyes would meet and lock, and I'd turn away silently, though not without getting a lovely glance at his lips. I wanted to kiss them so badly. The way his lips moved as he chewed filled me with thoughts. I could only imagine how it would feel to have those lips kiss me and travel down, downโฆ down. f**k! I took one hand off the table and placed it on my lap, gripping my dress tightly. I squeezed my legs and felt something wet on my thigh. "Keep it together, Olivia." I stopped eating for a brief moment, and I caught him licking the back of his spoon. I gasped as the sensations between my legs spiked. What was he doing to me? "I'm done." I put my spoon down and turned my head away, trying to hide my blush. The food was delicious but I couldn't eat anymore, not like this. I could feel my juices dripping down my legs. I had to excuse myself from the table. โAre you uncomfortable?โ he asked, slowly putting down his spoon and gazing at me with those grey eyes. I shook my head. I couldn't dare open my mouth. m0@ns had replaced all words. I couldn't let them escape. โThereโs nothing to be worried about; I wonโt bite.โ I wanted him to bite me, a love bite. I wanted to see red marks on my skin caused by his lips svcking every inch of me. Dessert soon came as he snapped his fingers, and the air was filled with a sweet, fruity scent. My eyes lit up. Popsicles! The waiter dropped the tray with them on the table and walked away. I helped myself to one. It was huge! My eyes washed over it slowly. I love sweets, but I wanted something sweeter. I tried to svck it all at once, but it was way too big for my mouth. I started from the corner and made my way down his big c0ck. f**k! Did I say 'c0ck'? It was too late. The image was already etched in my mind. svcking his c0ck slowly, feeling the sensations run down his spine as my tongue played with him. I began to m0@n softly as I svcked on the popsicle; my eyes closed with content. โCan your mouth take all of it in?โ Andrรฉ asked. I looked up and found his eyes watching me keenly. Oh no! What if he knew I was thinking aboutโฆ "Cough! Cough! I have toโฆ cough!โฆ go." I rushed out of his room and ran to mine. I bolted the door and walked to my bed. What had happened? I lay down and tried to calm myself down. "Deep breaths, Liv, deep breaths." I slipped my hand under my dress and felt my underwear. I was soaked through. I sighed. I needed to have a shower. I moved my hand slightly and grazed the tip of my bud. A m0@n escaped my lips, and I was immediately silent. The best idea was to take my hand out, shower and forget this whole debacle. I moved my hand, but I grazed my bud again. Another sigh escaped my lips. f**k it! I moved my fingers, lightly caressing my swollen bud. The sensations made me shiver. I wished these were Andrรฉ's fingers. My m0@ns grew louder. I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My hands undid my front zip and dove into my bosom. My nips were so hard. I wanted him to svck them. My fingers moved faster and suddenly plunged inside me. "AhhhโฆAndrรฉโฆ!" His c0ck filled me up. I felt its girth as it touched the walls of my pu$$y. It was huge. He pulled out after a while and moved his lips closer to my face; his husky, deep voice filled my ears. "Are you sure you can take all of me?" I didn't even need to reply, and he penetrated me again. My body tensed up and gripped his hard c0ck tight. His thrvsts were slow and shallow. "Yes. Yes, please don't stop." He plunged deeper, and I grabbed the sheets. I was dazed yet still greedy. I wanted more. "AhhhhโฆAndrรฉ. I need more Andrรฉ. Please give me more." His tempo increased, and so did my m0@ns. His name was on my breath, his scent in my nostrils, his lips on my skin and his hands in my hair. My body squirmed desperately, and I felt myself tighten. I heard his voice in my ears. "Are you going to come for me?" "Yes, Andrรฉ. Please don't stop." The tempo picked up, and I m0@ned louder and harder. My face was flushed. My pu$$y was soaked, and I could hear sputtering sounds as he continued to f**k me deep. My legs trembled, and my voice could barely be heard. I gripped the sheets harder, pulling out from the side that they were tucked in neatly. My breathing became wheezy as the sensations shot up. His dรญck went harder and deeper inside me, filling me up perfectly. My legs felt numb. Any more, and I wouldโฆ "Ahhhhhhhhโฆ" My body jolted, and my juices poured out of my, streaming down my legs and soaking the bed. I felt my forehead and beads of sweat got stuck to my hand. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you cvm for me like that again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. Alpha Andrรฉ stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. My eyes travelled down, and I saw the obvious bulge in his trousers. What the hell? | Good Novel and Story | 18 | https://www.facebook.com/61563112123593/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I didn't recognize the second speakerโmaybe another bride? "Don't get too excited," Natalie said. "My goal is to get kicked out of the games, not flirt with some gorgeous blue guy." She paused, and then her voice turned husky as she added, "But yeah, Cav is definitely... interesting." Hearing my name on her lips sent hot shivers smoldering through me, igniting every nerve ending. "Tell me what you like about him." The other bride seemed determined to draw her out. "It doesn't matter.โ Natalie's voice wavered before hardening again. โIโm playing this game to lose." I was so intent on hearing what she'd say next I missed the moment Natalie began walking again. She rounded the corner and stumbled to a stop barely a hairsbreadth away from slamming into my chestโor rather, into my upper abdomen. She was that tiny. And it brought out every protective instinct I had. I grabbed her shoulders as she tilted her head back and gazed into my face. Her eyes met mine, wide and surprised, pupils dilating as they grazed over my features. "Holy moly," she breathed, "you're huge. And so... umโฆ blue." Her hand was halfway toward my chest before she realized it and jerked her wayward fingers away. But not before the electric spark of her almost-touch sent jolts of desire coursing through me. The sound of her heartbeat speeding up echoed through the corridor, and her throat moved as she swallowed hard. I wanted to grasp her hand, press those digits against my bare fleshโand the moment trembled, teetering on a knife's edge. Unable to resist any longer, I pulled the human woman up against me and claimed her mouth with my own. Her lips against mine felt as soft as they looked, yielding to my demands. At the taste of her, sugary-sweet and slightly minty, I growled deep in my throat, a sound of possession and need. 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| 2194807 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004046 | 1746634326 | 1634 | amazon.com | Download | IMAGE | When a gorgeous blue alien claims you on live TV | Entered in the Alien Bride Lottery: A SciFi Alien Romance (Khanavai Warrior Bride Games Book 1) | https://www.amazon.com/Entered-Alien-Bride-Lottery-Khanavai-ebook/dp/B08BTZC3KV/ | 1.7572737228319E+14 | Science Fiction & Alien Romance Books | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463191665_3562700454023125_2114306616325338258_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=AxZAQcCytcEQ7kNvgHThA0J&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZyr3yHAe6QSzch8V1nETYK&oh=00_AYAFiUf99JP5n8ZGHLrzJRWInAC0JjaJHLwuy1B6RgwiZg&oe=6714608E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "I will not let one hot alien distract me from my plan." Natalie's voice floated around the corner, freezing me in place. Even from where I stood, the pheromones in her scent drew me to her. "So you thought he was hot, huh?" I didn't recognize the second speakerโmaybe another bride? "Don't get too excited," Natalie said. "My goal is to get kicked out of the games, not flirt with some gorgeous blue guy." She paused, and then her voice turned husky as she added, "But yeah, Cav is definitely... interesting." Hearing my name on her lips sent hot shivers smoldering through me, igniting every nerve ending. "Tell me what you like about him." The other bride seemed determined to draw her out. "It doesn't matter.โ Natalie's voice wavered before hardening again. โIโm playing this game to lose." I was so intent on hearing what she'd say next I missed the moment Natalie began walking again. She rounded the corner and stumbled to a stop barely a hairsbreadth away from slamming into my chestโor rather, into my upper abdomen. She was that tiny. And it brought out every protective instinct I had. I grabbed her shoulders as she tilted her head back and gazed into my face. Her eyes met mine, wide and surprised, pupils dilating as they grazed over my features. "Holy moly," she breathed, "you're huge. And so... umโฆ blue." Her hand was halfway toward my chest before she realized it and jerked her wayward fingers away. But not before the electric spark of her almost-touch sent jolts of desire coursing through me. The sound of her heartbeat speeding up echoed through the corridor, and her throat moved as she swallowed hard. I wanted to grasp her hand, press those digits against my bare fleshโand the moment trembled, teetering on a knife's edge. Unable to resist any longer, I pulled the human woman up against me and claimed her mouth with my own. Her lips against mine felt as soft as they looked, yielding to my demands. At the taste of her, sugary-sweet and slightly minty, I growled deep in my throat, a sound of possession and need. Now she did place her palms against my chest, her fingertips brushing lightly across me, the touch of them cool against my overheated skin. For a heartbeat, everything was perfect as our bodies melded together. Until she pulled back her foot and aimed it at me. "Put me down, you... you blue beast!" she practically shouted. I drew back in surprise, blinkingโnot at her words, but at the sensations coursing through me. I had suspected it before, certainly. But now I tightened my hold on her, because the instant I touched her, I knew. The instinct came from deep within me, etched deep into my DNA. This one is mine. I would destroy any male who tried to take her from me. Unbidden, a growl rumbled in my throat, possessive and primal. She pulled back, and I released her, lowering her until her toes touched the deck before taking my hands from her waist--even though I knew with that same certainty that no matter what she might say aloud, her body strained toward my touch. โNever do that again,โ she said with a glare. โI wonโt,โ I promised. A slow smile curved across my lips. โNot until you beg me to.โ โWhich will be never.โ She tossed her head, her hair swinging around her shoulders. My voice dropped into a lower register, desire rumbling through it. โOh, really? Because your body is telling me something entirely different.โ Natalieโs eyes widened in outrage as her soft pink cheeks flared a burning red. โOh. Youโฆyouโฆโ she spluttered--before finally spinning on her heel and storming back around the corner, her hips swaying with every infuriated step. I stared after her until she disappeared from my sight entirely. You've chosen your bride, a small voice inside me noted, and I knew it was right. 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I didn't recognize the second speakerโmaybe another bride? "Don't get too excited," Natalie said. "My goal is to get kicked out of the games, not flirt with some gorgeous blue guy." She paused, and then her voice turned husky as she added, "But yeah, Cav is definitely... interesting." Hearing my name on her lips sent hot shivers smoldering through me, igniting every nerve ending. "Tell me what you like about him." The other bride seemed determined to draw her out. "It doesn't matter.โ Natalie's voice wavered before hardening again. โIโm playing this game to lose." I was so intent on hearing what she'd say next I missed the moment Natalie began walking again. She rounded the corner and stumbled to a stop barely a hairsbreadth away from slamming into my chestโor rather, into my upper abdomen. She was that tiny. And it brought out every protective instinct I had. I grabbed her shoulders as she tilted her head back and gazed into my face. Her eyes met mine, wide and surprised, pupils dilating as they grazed over my features. "Holy moly," she breathed, "you're huge. And so... umโฆ blue." Her hand was halfway toward my chest before she realized it and jerked her wayward fingers away. But not before the electric spark of her almost-touch sent jolts of desire coursing through me. The sound of her heartbeat speeding up echoed through the corridor, and her throat moved as she swallowed hard. I wanted to grasp her hand, press those digits against my bare fleshโand the moment trembled, teetering on a knife's edge. Unable to resist any longer, I pulled the human woman up against me and claimed her mouth with my own. Her lips against mine felt as soft as they looked, yielding to my demands. At the taste of her, sugary-sweet and slightly minty, I growled deep in my throat, a sound of possession and need. Now she did place her palms against my chest, her fingertips brushing lightly across me, the touch of them cool against my overheated skin. For a heartbeat, everything was perfect as our bodies melded together. Until she pulled back her foot and aimed it at me. "Put me down, you... you blue beast!" she practically shouted. I drew back in surprise, blinkingโnot at her words, but at the sensations coursing through me. I had suspected it before, certainly. But now I tightened my hold on her, because the instant I touched her, I knew. The instinct came from deep within me, etched deep into my DNA. This one is mine. I would destroy any male who tried to take her from me. Unbidden, a growl rumbled in my throat, possessive and primal. She pulled back, and I released her, lowering her until her toes touched the deck before taking my hands from her waist--even though I knew with that same certainty that no matter what she might say aloud, her body strained toward my touch. โNever do that again,โ she said with a glare. โI wonโt,โ I promised. A slow smile curved across my lips. โNot until you beg me to.โ โWhich will be never.โ She tossed her head, her hair swinging around her shoulders. My voice dropped into a lower register, desire rumbling through it. โOh, really? Because your body is telling me something entirely different.โ Natalieโs eyes widened in outrage as her soft pink cheeks flared a burning red. โOh. Youโฆyouโฆโ she spluttered--before finally spinning on her heel and storming back around the corner, her hips swaying with every infuriated step. I stared after her until she disappeared from my sight entirely. You've chosen your bride, a small voice inside me noted, and I knew it was right. 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| 2194834 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004046 | 1746634326 | 1634 | Send WhatsApp message | IMAGE | tel:+15104581326 | 4.735631558315E+14 | Indian Astrologer and Psychic Nadi Guru ji | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463100776_853200007014195_4283147324867744690_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=vwLqrFxyG54Q7kNvgGpzuJ7&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AZMJ-ACUDLUV5ULfc7_GszA&oh=00_AYDoCXrSo2zdZloDsNi7haldLxQRYK86uKS4C2Zg_K_9jg&oe=671460ED | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | NEGATIVE ENERGY & BAD LUCK REMOVAL (510) 458-1326 San Francisco California USA Black Magic Removal Specialist ๐ง MASTER NADI GURUJI is the brightest hope in the lives of forlorn people looking for security and a ray of hope. Astrology runs deep in his veins, and psychic powers are vested deep into his soul. He has an eclectic experience of above 33 years, which has proved his mettle in astrology. MASTER began practicing astrology at a tender age of 9 years, due to his deep roots in astrology. He hails from a family of astrologers, psychic readings and spiritual healers. If these are not God-gifted powers, then what else could these be! These are all mediums of God's unbreakable connection with us, which strangely leave us all unfazed. These spiritual powers are etched deep inside our entire being and some very rare human beings, like MASTER NADI JI have the discerning powers to revoke this spiritual connection. MASTER loves to extend his capabilities to various directions to help people and lead them out of the tumultuous paths of depression and discontent WhatsApp me or call (510) 458-1326 San Francisco California USA #Badluckremoval #Negative_REMOVAL #Negative_energy #spiritual #healing #spirituality #astrology #Psychic #Reader #spell_casting Traditional Spell Caster Spiritual Healer Astrologer in San Francisco California Traditional Spiritualist Love Spell Caster Ex Love Problem Solutions | Indian Astrologer and Psychic Nadi Guru ji | 1812 | https://www.facebook.com/61566356835407/ | 0 | WHATSAPP_MESSAGE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2194850 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004047 | 1746634326 | 1634 | program.conquersciatica.com | Learn more | IMAGE | 4 Week Conquer Sciatica Program | https://program.conquersciatica.com/4weekprogram | 4.0788996241232E+14 | Conquer Sciatica | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463124032_1236237477697748_2840426974690369063_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=iezpyYe2xZQQ7kNvgGTn_w0&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A4OFw9GFswNPDxgsWdMLmfl&oh=00_AYB6So2ebZAbrDlFm5QXViMUWI4mEZgHFLwVhkzM6cLsyQ&oe=6714427E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | If you have Sciatica, listen up. This is for you.. Iโm looking for my โdreamโ patients - people that I know I can help. Itโs what brings me the most joy in life. Pretty much every patient that has seen me with Sciatica has gotten out of pain. Kinda crazy, right? โฆIf you have that nagging pain down your leg 24/7, You have constant discomfort in your hips, That dull ache through your glute, Constant stress, Or just want to return to an active lifestyle, This is your ticketโฆ To live a normal life, Be out of pain, Have the ability to play with your kids again or go on pain-free walks, And feel 100% in control of your life. ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒโ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น: Youโll talk to someone on my team, weโll learn whatโs going on, walk you through our program, and create a plan so that we can be sure pain is gone for good. But, before we get started, Iโm going to ask for a โreal personโ deposit of $20. Donโt worry, I could care less about your $20. Iโm just using it as a โfilterโ to keep the time-vampires at bay. Since my time is limited, any time that I waste is another patient that I canโt helpโฆ And thatโs why I became a doctor - to help people. Thereโs two things that can happen: 1๏ธโฃ You decide that this isnโt the right fit for you. Thatโs okay - Iโll refund your $20 and at the very least, my team will give you tips to get out of pain. 2๏ธโฃ You decide the program is a good fit, and that $20 is applied towards the program. So, thereโs zero risk for you. Sound good? ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒโ๐ ๐ฒ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐๐น๐ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ถ๐น๐น ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ป ๐ป๐ฒ๐ ๐: Click the link below to schedule your phone appointment and pay the โreal personโ deposit of $20. My receptionist will be reaching out to you to confirm your appointment. Next, weโll give you a call at the time of your appointment and either two things will happen: 1๏ธโฃ Youโll either find it valuable and weโll get you enrolled in the program, 2๏ธโฃ Or you wonโt find it valuable, and Iโll refund your deposit. At the bare minimum youโll know more about whatโs causing your pain than before and have actionable tips on how to manage it. No problem. Thereโs zero risk for you. ๐ก๐ผ๐, ๐๐ผ๐ ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฒ ๐ผ๐ฝ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป๐: 1๏ธโฃ You schedule your initial appointment with my team to learn more about how we can get you out of pain in about 4 weeks. 2๏ธโฃ You spend hours looking elsewhere for a solution 3๏ธโฃ โฆYou continue to live life just โdealing with itโ... Think about it. โฆWhat makes the most sense? ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ป๐ถ๐ป๐ด - ๐ง๐ถ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ถ๐ ๐ฎ ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐๐ผ๐ฟ Because I work closely with my patients, itโs physically impossible for us to handle unlimited people. And, our schedule will probably fill up fast with this post going out to hundreds of thousands of people. So with that said, the window of opportunity wonโt be open forever. Book your appointment here: https://program.conquersciatica.com/4weekprogram | Conquer Sciatica | 7 | https://www.facebook.com/61565618373130/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195391 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004057 | 1746634326 | 1634 | Gong Meditation at Specialty Physical Therapy | INTERESTED | EVENT | Gong Meditation at Specialty Physical Therapy | An evening of wonderful Gong sounds while you journey through inner landscape. A Gong Immersion is ideal for clearing nerve-endings and for re-establishing the healthy relationship between the parasympathetic (ruled by sound) and sympathetic nervous system (ruled by vision). It also enables the brain to become efficient in producing Theta and Delta waves whilst decreasing cortisol levels. Something that infants and children do very well. Just like the tones it produces, the experience it induces is different every time. There are some periods of crescendos or layers of sound that you will experience deep vibrations cleansing & healing, along with low tones that may be experienced at a cellular level. While the Gongs are played they will immerse your senses in a total body vibration. This experience is also great for insomnia, anxiety, depression, overactivity, and more. Lay down and be prepared to be taken away in this total body, sound-bath Gong Immersion. Please Contact Kim to reserve your spot at 570-609-5377 $30 per person. -Bring a yoga mat, pillow & blanket. Youโre welcome to lie on the floor, sit in a chair or reserve one of our comfortable treatment tables. | https://www.facebook.com/events/1205745530541894/ | 1.001584847807E+14 | Specialty Physical Therapy | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463160882_1444634796173744_8864611584927078301_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fSzHYJblNEQQ7kNvgG2GaMl&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AlyaeyJtfhwLQ9wGBrvveLd&oh=00_AYBZex5rjzPkN8WesrQBUy86M16SH3Is1pLpINac603Ssg&oe=67145B14 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | An evening of wonderful Gong sounds while you journey through inner landscape. A Gong Immersion is ideal for clearing nerve-endings and for re-establishing the healthy relationship between the parasympathetic (ruled by sound) and sympathetic nervous system (ruled by vision). It also enables the brain to become efficient in producing Theta and Delta waves whilst decreasing cortisol levels. Something that infants and children do very well. Just like the tones it produces, the experience it induces is different every time. There are some periods of crescendos or layers of sound that you will experience deep vibrations cleansing & healing, along with low tones that may be experienced at a cellular level. While the Gongs are played they will immerse your senses in a total body vibration. This experience is also great for insomnia, anxiety, depression, overactivity, and more. Lay down and be prepared to be taken away in this total body, sound-bath Gong Immersion. Please Contact Kim to reserve your spot at 570-609-5377 $30 per person. -Bring a yoga mat, pillow & blanket. Youโre welcome to lie on the floor, sit in a chair or reserve one of our comfortable treatment tables. | Specialty Physical Therapy | 740 | https://www.facebook.com/specialtyphysicaltherapyclinic/ | 0 | EVENT_RSVP | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195787 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004063 | 1746634326 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Learn more | VIDEO | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=1600823597386213&rawadid=120213238875770687 | 2.2788780707259E+14 | Lovestory-hh | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462710221_2264225110623723_2927531119056438652_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=rDoRQQrDkA0Q7kNvgFgUYW3&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AW1ucEZX8J0LsxF3Q-mKJtu&oh=00_AYDkJsXUoG_Oe1Rt4jQJg_25VdUewybILlu-u5Ngz8wS2A&oe=67146B71 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | My husband is deeply in love with his first love. When I told him jokingly that I was pregnant, he told me seriously: "You can't have this baby." I loved him, but I didn't want to love him blindly, so I ran away. Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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He immediately dropped the document and rushed out! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &35& | Hello reading | 47241 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2194792 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004045 | 1746634326 | 1634 | website.metronovel.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐Click to read the full novel๐๐ | https://website.metronovel.com/share/middle/ijhkpqimatf2dm03gwr4ybra?campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 3.9963879322589E+14 | Good Novel and Story | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463060070_864337292497150_4155431216220999756_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=XIXB_e8GtjIQ7kNvgE9fnWc&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZyr3yHAe6QSzch8V1nETYK&oh=00_AYAoP48TLh8fm91ta4VuQ3-rF9bLOk_EPVQZIv-3Xlkxsw&oe=671466C5 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "Ahhhhhhhhโฆ" My body jolted, and something poured out of my, streaming down my legs and soaking the bed. I felt my forehead and beads of sweat got stuck to my hand. Mated to my stepfather, I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you do this for me again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. My stepfather, Alpha Andrรฉ stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. What the hell? *** Chapter 1 Olivia's POV I sat in my living room, rocking back and forth on my father's old chair. I could still smell his scent on the old leather, bringing tears to my eyes. In my arms, I cradled the porcelain jar that held my dadโs ashes. It still felt like a dream. I pinched myself multiple times to wake myself up from this nightmare, but I only ended up with bruises on my arms each time my fingernails sank into my skin, drawing blood. This was no dream. Dad was dead. It was almost unbelievable, but it was true. I glanced over at the table, and on it was the letter the Luna of my pack had delivered to me during Dad's funeral. I picked it up and read through it for the tenth time. Regardless of how many times I read it, I still couldn't believe she was coming here after everything that she did, after all this time. That was impossible. Yet, my suitcase was packed beside me because Luna Mia had also been quite clear on her stance. Since Dad was gone, I had to leave. I was leaving my pack, the only home I had known all my life, to stay withโฆ Knock! Knock! Knock! I was jerked from my brooding. I carefully placed the jar on the table and walked to the door. The impatient knocking came again, and the air was suddenly filled with the scent of expensive, intrusive perfume, which almost blurred Dad's scent, that was still lingering in the room. I walked to the door, flung it open, and saw her. My mother. She was nothing like I remembered from her lips, which were a bright red, and the flashy large hoop earrings that were dangling on both ears. She cleared her throat, interrupting my assessment, "God! You look like a mess, Olivia.โ Her eyes swept over me in one fair swoop of disgust. "You should brush your hair. It looks like a bird's nest." Her voice was high and full of mockery. This was exactly like I remembered. Only that, Dad used to be at the receiving end of that mockery. Now, it was me. "What are you doing here, Nicole?โ She gasped and looked at me angrily, and I took joy in seeing the displeasure on her face as her lips turned down angrily at the sides. "Where are your manners, young lady? Need I remind you that I am still your mother.โ I scoffed. A person like her could call herself a mother? Without waiting for my reply, Nicole pushed past me and entered the house. I closed the door and watched her in anger as she looked around. "Still looks the same. Your father never changed those filthy sofas after all." She turned to me again. "You got my letter, didn't you?" I folded my arms and stared angrily at her. "Yeah, I did. Tell me this is some joke." My mother laughed sarcastically and suddenly glared at me angrily, โLook, Liv..." "Don't call me Liv.โ That was something that only my loved ones could call me. She was not on that list. Although there was no list anymore as there had been only one personโDad. And he was not even here anymore. Another wave of heartache hit me while Nicole rolled her eyes and ignored my comment. "Look, I don't have much time. Get your stuff and get into the car, and if I feel like it, I can explain things to you." She gave the house one last disgusted look over and walked out. I sighed angrily and sat in my dad's chair. What was all this? Why did she have to come? When I had gotten the letter from the packโs Luna, a part of me had desperately hoped that it was some prank and that she wouldnโt make it. After all, I had spent thirteen years waiting for her to walk through these same doors. Yet, she had ended up coming. I heard a low rumbling sound, and I looked out of the window; I saw a black BMW. I raised my eyebrow in surprise. That was my mother's ride? Where on earth did she... The car outside honked its horn, and I knew my time here was up. Still holding the jar with my dad's ashes, I dragged my suitcase out of the door. My mum finally stopped honking as I walked up to the car with my suitcase. "I don't even know why you even bother carrying those ashes. Your hands are all dirty. Could you not get them on my seats? They're Italian leather." I scoffed angrily. How dare she? "You're unbelievable! How could you say that about Dad?!" She rolled her eyes and gave me a pointed stare. "Do you even know how much Italian leather costs?" I was dumbfounded, but she couldn't care less. "For the record," I said in a grim tone. "I am only tagging along because Dad would have wanted me to. I'd rather be dead with him than go anywhere with you." โThat would have been better, Liv,โ she mumbled and turned away. If I had expected that anything would be different after thirteen years and a new ride, I was awfully wrong, and Nicole was in a hurry to let me know. โDriver, step on it. I have things to do." The driver started the car, and then we sped away, leaving my old life, house and everything I have ever known behind. "How long is this ride?" I asked, turning back to the window. It felt like we had been driving for hours. The scenery was lovely. There were lots of flowers and beautiful trees, and the grass was lush green. Soon, we pulled up in front of a large mansion, and its grandeur took my breath away. "I forgot to mention that your stepfather is the Alpha of this pack. He owns this place," my mom said, brimming with pride, and I resisted an eye roll. Before I could say anything else, the driver opened the door, and she stepped out. However, I remained in the car, boiling with anger as my shock vanished into thin air. This explained everything. She was such a gold-digger! She had abandoned Dad and me all these years to marry some old, rich Alpha. My stomach churned in disgust at my mother. Suddenly, the door opened, and the driver stood beside it. "Miss Olivia, do you need help with your bags?" "No," I said, coarsely. "I can sort myself out." I got out of the car, hoisted my suitcase out, and kept my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm. I walked to the front door and saw my mother waiting for me. "I see you finally got out. I was starting to think that the magnificence of this place had rendered your little legs paralysed." Her voice was haughty and arrogant, and I felt my cheeks burn hot with fury. We walked inside and were face to face with a giant golden staircase. I was taken aback. This house was huge! Maids walked by my mother and me, greeting her as โLuna', and each time I heard it, I felt my insides boil hotter, and sadness washed over me. I couldn't believe she had been here all this time, basking in all this wealth while we struggled daily to get by. The sound of hurried steps echoed, and Mom turned to me and whispered harshly. "Get out of here. The maids will show you to your room." I raised an eyebrow and folded my arms defiantly. "No." "I'm warning you, Olivia. And keep your voice down." I scoffed. "Last I checked, this house belongs to your boo thing, not you. I need him to say it if he doesn't want me here. And I hope he says it so I can get out of here." Every nerve in my body tingled with electricity as the steps got closer. What was happening to me? With my heart thumping against my chest, I turned to look at the staircase. Every thought cleared from my head as I looked at him. My heart skipped a beat, and every step he took towards us made me feel like I could not breathe or look away from the perfection that he was. Built like some Greek god, the man walking down the staircase looked like he had walked out of some human magazine cover, and I felt myself melt under his dominance as soon as he was in front of me. His aura made my body shiver with pleasure, admiration and awe. โMATEโ, my wolf growled. "Alpha Andrรฉ, good afternoon.โ My mom spoke up, and it was only then that I noticed that every other head was bowed except mine. Wait, Alpha? My eyes widened as I did the maths. This was her new husband? He was the last thing from an old, rich Alpha, and I was struggling to pull my eyes away from him. How on earth did he end up with someone like Nicole? Ignoring Nicole, his eyes fell on me, "who is this?โ Chapter 2 Olivia's POV โWho is this?โ His deep, sonorous voice resonated throughout the room, and my body tingled to the sound. I felt his green eyes wash over me in one swoop, and I instantly felt giddy while butterflies began to flap in my stomach. Without trying to be discreet, I checked him out properly. His hair was dark, and his muscular torso strained against his tight shirt, outlining his abs and pecs. I felt myself drooling with desire. I couldn't explain what I felt, but a part of me was yearning for him. His face was dashingly handsome, and my eyes trailed down to his sharp and chiselled jaw. I gawked at his soft lips and began to imagine how it would feel to kiss themโฆ Shocked at my thoughts, I shook my head to push those unholy thoughts away. But the moment my eyes met his one more time, I was stuck. There was no way that he was my stepdad. Alpha Andrรฉ raised his eyebrow; he looked pretty intrigued, and I felt the lump in my throat disappear. "My name is Olivia. I'm Nicole's dโฆ" "Sister!" said my mom, cutting in nervously. "She is my sister from a distant pack." I stared at Nicole, stunned. She didn't want him to know that I was her daughter. "Screw you!" I yelled angrily at her, and she gave me a death stare. I ignored it and turned to Andrรฉ. I was almost caught off guard by his sparkling green eyes. "I'm Nicole's daughter. It seems she left that part out of her resumรฉ when she applied to be your wife." From the corner of my eyes, I could see Mom getting red in the face, and her anger was burning hot, but I didn't care. I was determined to push her buttons. "Nicole didn't tell me about you. Either way, it is nice to meet you." I felt some confidence stir up in me. I just felt this connection, and it felt like I could say anything to him. "Are you sure having a wife you know nothing about is smart? She could kill you in your sleep, you know." I watched as his smooth lips curled into a smirk, making him more dashing. God, he was so s*xy! How on earth did Mum bag him? I watched him as he turned his head to one of the maids who stood nearby, supposedly waiting for his next order. "You. Prepare a room for her on the third floor. Make sure it is comfortable." He turned back towards the stairs, and Mum and I followed him behind. "So tell me about yourself, Olivia. You have a beautiful name, I must say." I felt my cheeks get hot. I felt the butterflies in my stomach flutter madly. "Well, there wouldn't be much to say if only Nicole had told you about me sooner. I'm done with high school and taking a break year before I start college andโฆ" There was not much about me, and my introduction ended after a few sentences. However, I was trapped by his captivating green eyes. More than once, his arm brushed mine, and I felt heated passion fill me up, just waiting to burst out. When I looked him in the face, I caught his eyes looking at my lips before looking back at me. This was torturous. And he was my stepfather! We finally reached the third floor, and Mum rushed to him, pushing me aside rudely. โAlpha, I donโt think Olivia should stay on the first floor. She has night terrors at times and might wake you if she stays on the same floor as you." I was stunned. What was Mum getting at?! What night terrors? On the bright side, Andrรฉ ignored her and disappeared into a room on the third floor. Mom turned and stared at me angrily. โDo I need to remind you that you are here as a guest? You should know your place. I am still your mother whether you like it or not." I glared back at her with the same intensity, "Back off! I'm not the one who asked to be dragged here. That was all on you. You planned this with Dad.โ I took a deep breath, my anger coursing through every vein, โAlso, I think you are the one who should know their place. You. Are. Not. My. Mum." I watched as her face changed into different shades of white. She gave me one furious glare and then headed down to the second floor. After a while, one of the maids walked up to me. "Miss Olivia, please follow me to your room. It is ready for you,โ she said with a small bow and led the way. I followed behind her and dragged my suitcase along with me. I still had my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm, and I wondered if he was watching all of this. Soon, we stopped at a time just a few doors away from the room Alpha Andrรฉ had disappeared into. "Your room, Miss Olivia. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes. Please be ready. Here is the key. Do make yourself comfortable." The maid handed me the key and headed downstairs. I was left alone in the lobby. I took a deep breath and stared at the key in my hand. I was here; there was no turning back now. I slotted it into the keyhole and turned it, and with a click, it opened. Nothing could have prepared me for the sight I saw. My room was huge! There was enough space in here to throw a party. The walls were a beautiful pale pink, and a chandelier hung on the ceiling, elegantly flooding the room with light. The reading table was made out of smooth wood, and a laptop and detached keyboard were on it. I dropped my suitcase and walked over to the bed. The sheets were made of rich, smooth and soft silk, and the mattress was so comfy that it felt like I was sleeping on a cottony heap of clouds. โOkay. I could get used to this.โ I got off the bed, took off my clothes and wrapped a towel around my body. I needed to have a quick shower before dinner. I smelled all sweaty. After the shower, I changed into something nicer and did my hair. The shower gel was expensive and exotic, and I smelled like wild peaches. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Miss Olivia, are you ready for dinner? The Alpha has requested that you eat with him." I was about to say something, but my stomach rumbled, cutting me off. "I will be down in a few minutes." The maid nodded and walked away, and in a few minutes, I was out of my room, heading downstairs. "Miss Olivia, where are you going?" I turned around and saw the maid who had called me for dinner. "I'm sorry. I'm looking for the dining room." The maid shook her head and smiled politely. "I'm sorry. I must have missed something while I was giving you the message. Dinner will be in the Alpha's personal room on the third floor." I stared at the maid with wide-open eyes. "What..?!" Chapter 3 Andrรฉโs POV I smelled her even before the door opened, and my hands clenched around the chairโs handle as Olivia entered my private quarters. Her body was tense, and she looked around curiously before her gaze settled on me. As though unnerved, she looked away immediately. How did the moon goddess create such perfection? To reward my waiting? I had spent more than twenty years waiting for my fated mate. For the one, the one that was made for me. Yet, there had been nothing. Eventually, I had settled for an arrangement for the pack's sake. But she was here now. And she was the best f**king thing I have laid my eyes on. โWhereโs Nicole?โ She squeaked, her voice barely audible. I would have missed it if all of my senses werenโt focused on her. I wanted to know everything. I needed to take in her smile, her beautiful blue eyes that shone like the sea. f**k, I could already imagine running my hands through those large blond curls that fell over her shoulders. It took me some seconds to realise I hadnโt answered her. Nicole. It had been relatively easy to tell that they didnโt have the best relationship. Just now, when her mother had been there, she had been fierce and stubborn, like a fiery temptress. My temptress. โNicole wonโt be joining us,โ I replied and saw her wring her fingers together. Could she not feel it? Dinner went by slowly, and every now and then, Olivia would look up at me, her blue eyes probing and curious. I was dying to know her, too. But from what Nicoleโs driver had reported, she had just lost her father. A part of me was tempted to stand up and close the distance between us. To wrap her in my arms and let her know she had me now. Nothing was going to hurt her. But I didnโt want to scare her away. She was too important to me. I took a deep breath, calming my wolf that was pushing to claim his mate and my c0ck that was starting to react just from the thought of having Olivia in my arms. โDamn man, when did I get laid last?โ I wasnโt attracted to Nicole, but as my Luna, she had the most important thing I needed; she could handle matters very cleanly and made running the pack's internal affairs seem easy. Also, because of how hard she worked, it also meant that I had to give her a certain level of face here in my pack. Meetings outside the pack and checking over my company in the human world were among the few times that gave me a chance to get laid. I hadnโt been to one in two months. That had to be why. โIโm done,โ Olivia said, her voice breaking through my thoughts and my spine straightened. I frowned as I looked at her plate and the dishes in front of her; although I had spaced out just now, it was not enough time for her to have eaten enough food. โAre you uncomfortable?โ I asked, and she looked down, biting her lips. Damn. The very action sent some command to my c0ck, and I could feel it stirring in my pants. โThereโs nothing to be worried about; I wonโt bite.โ That was a lie. I had every intention to bite. Especially with the way she was biting down on her lower lip. โIf you donโt like these, you can have dessert,โ I snapped my hands, and one of the kitchen staff walked out with a tray in his arm. I didnโt like sweets, but I had instructed them to make them for her. I almost gave myself a back pat when her eyes brightened at the popsicles before her. When she picked one up, I realised just how large it was. Her small, pouty mouth was way too small for that. Entranced, I watched as my little mate placed the giant popsicle in her mouth, and as I had guessed, she could only lick from a small corner. A m0@n fell from her mouth as she tasted it, and every nerve in my body tightened. If she continued at this rate, I wasnโt sure I could hold back from bending her over this table and claiming her as mine. โCan your mouth take all of it in?โ I asked, and Oliviaโs face flushed red, and she burst into a coughing fit. I shot up and rushed to her side without thinking. A move that I regretted because one whiff of her sweet floral scent was more than enough to bring me to my knees. My c0ck was hard, and my balls were heavy from being around and watching her. I moved behind the chair. I couldnโt let her see just how hard I was for her. For my โstepdaughterโ Olivia stood up, and my eyes followed her every move. Was she feeling the mate pull the way I was? I could never know if she did because right before I could say a word, Olivia dashed off. My dining room, the same place I had dined in for more than twenty years now, felt too big for my liking. Too empty. Did this affect my little mate? โAlpha, we caught a maid about to report to Miss Nicole about the dinner,โ one of my assistants stepped into the dining room and reported. โRemove all the unnecessary help on this floor.โ Nicole was nosy, and I wasnโt ignorant of the fact that she had spent the last year trying to win over my staff. Unfortunately, her position was about to be vacant. My mate was here. Irritation bubbled in my throat as I remembered their relationship. That was one hell of a trick from the moon goddess. However, that didnโt matter. Nothing could keep me from my Olivia. โOlivia,โ I called out, testing her name, and when I couldnโt hold it in anymore, I stood up, striding out of the dining room. I didnโt want her to be away from me. She had barely eaten anything, but judging by how petite she was, I suspected that food was not on her list of favourite things. Chapter 4 Olivia's POV I ate in silence and stole glances at him. Sometimes, our eyes would meet and lock, and I'd turn away silently, though not without getting a lovely glance at his lips. I wanted to kiss them so badly. The way his lips moved as he chewed filled me with thoughts. I could only imagine how it would feel to have those lips kiss me and travel down, downโฆ down. f**k! I took one hand off the table and placed it on my lap, gripping my dress tightly. I squeezed my legs and felt something wet on my thigh. "Keep it together, Olivia." I stopped eating for a brief moment, and I caught him licking the back of his spoon. I gasped as the sensations between my legs spiked. What was he doing to me? "I'm done." I put my spoon down and turned my head away, trying to hide my blush. The food was delicious but I couldn't eat anymore, not like this. I could feel my juices dripping down my legs. I had to excuse myself from the table. โAre you uncomfortable?โ he asked, slowly putting down his spoon and gazing at me with those grey eyes. I shook my head. I couldn't dare open my mouth. m0@ns had replaced all words. I couldn't let them escape. โThereโs nothing to be worried about; I wonโt bite.โ I wanted him to bite me, a love bite. I wanted to see red marks on my skin caused by his lips svcking every inch of me. Dessert soon came as he snapped his fingers, and the air was filled with a sweet, fruity scent. My eyes lit up. Popsicles! The waiter dropped the tray with them on the table and walked away. I helped myself to one. It was huge! My eyes washed over it slowly. I love sweets, but I wanted something sweeter. I tried to svck it all at once, but it was way too big for my mouth. I started from the corner and made my way down his big c0ck. f**k! Did I say 'c0ck'? It was too late. The image was already etched in my mind. svcking his c0ck slowly, feeling the sensations run down his spine as my tongue played with him. I began to m0@n softly as I svcked on the popsicle; my eyes closed with content. โCan your mouth take all of it in?โ Andrรฉ asked. I looked up and found his eyes watching me keenly. Oh no! What if he knew I was thinking aboutโฆ "Cough! Cough! I have toโฆ cough!โฆ go." I rushed out of his room and ran to mine. I bolted the door and walked to my bed. What had happened? I lay down and tried to calm myself down. "Deep breaths, Liv, deep breaths." I slipped my hand under my dress and felt my underwear. I was soaked through. I sighed. I needed to have a shower. I moved my hand slightly and grazed the tip of my bud. A m0@n escaped my lips, and I was immediately silent. The best idea was to take my hand out, shower and forget this whole debacle. I moved my hand, but I grazed my bud again. Another sigh escaped my lips. f**k it! I moved my fingers, lightly caressing my swollen bud. The sensations made me shiver. I wished these were Andrรฉ's fingers. My m0@ns grew louder. I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My hands undid my front zip and dove into my bosom. My nips were so hard. I wanted him to svck them. My fingers moved faster and suddenly plunged inside me. "AhhhโฆAndrรฉโฆ!" His c0ck filled me up. I felt its girth as it touched the walls of my pu$$y. It was huge. He pulled out after a while and moved his lips closer to my face; his husky, deep voice filled my ears. "Are you sure you can take all of me?" I didn't even need to reply, and he penetrated me again. My body tensed up and gripped his hard c0ck tight. His thrvsts were slow and shallow. "Yes. Yes, please don't stop." He plunged deeper, and I grabbed the sheets. I was dazed yet still greedy. I wanted more. "AhhhhโฆAndrรฉ. I need more Andrรฉ. Please give me more." His tempo increased, and so did my m0@ns. His name was on my breath, his scent in my nostrils, his lips on my skin and his hands in my hair. My body squirmed desperately, and I felt myself tighten. I heard his voice in my ears. "Are you going to come for me?" "Yes, Andrรฉ. Please don't stop." The tempo picked up, and I m0@ned louder and harder. My face was flushed. My pu$$y was soaked, and I could hear sputtering sounds as he continued to f**k me deep. My legs trembled, and my voice could barely be heard. I gripped the sheets harder, pulling out from the side that they were tucked in neatly. My breathing became wheezy as the sensations shot up. His dรญck went harder and deeper inside me, filling me up perfectly. My legs felt numb. Any more, and I wouldโฆ "Ahhhhhhhhโฆ" My body jolted, and my juices poured out of my, streaming down my legs and soaking the bed. I felt my forehead and beads of sweat got stuck to my hand. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you cvm for me like that again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. Alpha Andrรฉ stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. My eyes travelled down, and I saw the obvious bulge in his trousers. What the hell? | Good Novel and Story | 18 | https://www.facebook.com/61563112123593/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195053 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004050 | 1746634326 | 1634 | itunes.apple.com | Install now | VIDEO | Read with Your Earsโคโค | http://itunes.apple.com/app/id6673898734 | 4.7607252558073E+14 | BestDrama | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462850886_1071666867864205_8401123494766072773_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=x3clKfCFYLEQ7kNvgGCFAab&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AAnNHv4bQSZixlWegpMPFSG&oh=00_AYA-fL3-TawC0IOaV9ZxBD0G7xQN-Rwqbcsi8bUONZTkOA&oe=671441E8 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "Justin, though you are my twin sister's mate. My dad is really mad at you and Raven being mates." Twin sister Reagan said to my mate. "I don't mind rejecting her, but I would have been embarrassed to face my mate" Justin said. "My father has decided to appoint me as his future Alpha not my sister Raven. So, I will be your luna." Reagan said to Justin. ******** I silently run through the woods letting my wolf Emerald out tonight. She has been anxious all day, well really the last few days, and I could tell that she needed to come out for a run. Alpha Cole Walker is the Alpha of the Blood Walker pack. He is said to be one of the most dangerous Alphas in the United States. It is said that he would hurt anyone who dared to enter his pack uninvited. Due to this fact, most of our pack members studiously avoid this area altogether. My twin sister, Reagan, is the golden child of the pack. They all love her unconditionally. She is cherished and appreciated, no matter what she does. They all seem to ignore the fact that she is a horrible and mean she-wolf. I was born first, and with that should come the respect that after I find my mate, I will officially be the Luna here, and he will take over as the Alpha of the pack. Yet they all treat her as the next Luna. My sister and I are the only children that our parents had. The Goddess never blessed them with another child, even though they tried for years. My father, Alpha Graham Sullivan, is very strict with me. I am not allowed to leave my room other than to eat my meals and then return back to my room again. I am also not allowed to leave our pack for any reason. I have never even crossed the border of the Sliver Blade pack in my life. I was the Alpha's daughter, but I was not a valued member of this pack. Telling on me has always resulted in a bonus for whoever told on me to my father. I have had to learn how to overcome this on my own. It has made me very independent over the years, as well as a very good climber. I use the tree outside my window at the pack house, to climb up and down to get in and out of my room. From my vantage point, I can see who is coming now and rolled my eyes so hard I almost saw my brain. It was Reagan, and she was pulling the arm of a pretty large guy, as she headed toward the grassy bank near my tree. I realized right this moment that I have picked a terrible place to hide. I should have doubled back and then climbed in my window to my room and I would have been safe and sound in my room. Reagan is clearly out with one of her many men, as she was allowed to stay out and do whatever she wanted to. I mean how else could she beat me to finding her mate if she didn't flirt with all the unmated men in our pack? I rolled my eyes again and then froze when I looked at them again and got a good look at his face. That smell coming off of him was starting to drive me wild, he smelled like freshly baked cinnamon buns, and I was now pissed off. She had come here with the guy that I had a crush on, someone with whom she had never shown any interest in before. It was our Beta's son and the guy that I have had a crush on for the last year and a half. "No, don't stop them, Raven, she has already been dating with him for the last few months. This is not the first time, it has been well before he returned to the pack earlier this week. They are together now, dating, and they have both vowed to reject their actual mates to stay together to take over and run this pack. Please, just try to bear it, I will help you get through it. I am glad that you are in a secure location, this may make you pass out" Emerald linked me, and I felt physically sick. "How do you know this? Did she know that he is my mate? Why can't I approach him? Maybe he wants me, Emerald. Please let me stop this. He might not know that I am his mate, he may still want me, want US! I don't want to lose him, Emerald. He may not be aware his true mate is here. Can't he already smell our scent up here, like I smelled his scent? Are you sure that this is the only way? Please Emerald" I linked her back, and I feel the tears that are already sliding down my face. I have questions, and I need answers. I am frustrated. I don't want to give up on my true mate. He doesn't even know that I am here, and I do want him. I don't want to give him up, especially not to my sister Reagan. I don't know if I can survive this level of betrayal. "I can't wait for mom and dad to announce to the pack that we will be the Alpha and Luna tomorrow. This is something that I have really wanted for the last 8 years. I am so glad you decided that we could be chosen mates. " My sister says to my mate. "Besides, I am also glad that you are willing to lead the Silver Blade pack with me. I have a feeling that my freak of a sister who keeps staring at you is going to be crushed when she finds out that we are together. You dodged by deciding to accept me as your chosen mate. I know that she has a crush on you, so she would probably try to ask you out or something when she sees that you are back from break." She adds. "I think we will be so happy together. Raven will be so angry when she finds out that we planned this months ago. I cannot wait for her to find out. I even told mom to have her sit on the front row for the pack meeting tomorrow, so I can see her face when dad makes the announcement. I am going to put her next to you so it will hurt her more when dad calls you up on stage. When she realizes that her crush is going to be my mate, she is going to be so jealous of me. I am so going to get a picture of her face when she finds out, as I will want to remember that moment for a long time" I heard Reagan say to him, and I was so choked up I couldn't hold in the sob of pain that managed to escape. It wasn't loud, but with werewolf hearing, it was loud enough. I just stayed completely still and prayed that they hadn't heard me, but Justin started talking when my sob escaped, and they had no reaction, so I think I am safe. "I have always thought that you were a she-wolf, Reagan. I am so glad that you came up to my training with your offer, and for us to get extra special time together. If Raven were allowed to move around the pack, I don't think that she would be missing the fact that she is my mate. I scented her today when I got back to the pack and confirmed she is my mate. Per our agreement, I don't mind rejecting her, as I am clearly getting the better sister out of this deal. I would have been embarrassed to have to call that freak of nature my mate" Justin said, and with it, my heart was completely crushed. These two evil people deserved each other, and I will not waste another tear on his betrayal. He "chose" her, so he can keep her. She will never be faithful to him, and he will not ever be able to trust that their children are his either. She was just doing this to ensure that they become the next Alpha and Luna. She is what he wanted, so she can have him. I am thoroughly disgusted by both of them, and I will not allow them to make me sad one more day. I had already decided to get out of this horrible pack, and I will not miss the Silver Blade pack for a second. "She is your mate? Are you serious? Oh, this is the best" Reagan said as she laughed out in joy at hearing this information. "Justin, why haven't you mentioned this to me before?" Reagan continued. "I just found out about it earlier today as I have been gone for my training for the last 4 months. I caught my mate's scent and followed it so I could go ahead and reject them. I realized it was coming from the Alpha level, and when I went up and it led me straight to her door, it was really faint, but I sensed it. She doesn't even know it yet. I am sure that this information is not going to go over well with your parents. They may be upset when they find out. Are they still going to want us to move forward with our plan? Or are they going to want me and Raven to be mates because we are true mates?" Justin asked Reagan. I have to admit, I was interested in her reply as well, but I already suspected what the answer was going to be. "Oh no Justin, you will definitely be staying with me. I know dad is really going to get a kick out of you and Raven being mates. Mom might feel a little bad for her, but I think that this is great. I could not be happier that her true mate, will become my chosen mate. We will rule the Silver Blade pack together, and it will hurt her every day to see us together. It is my pack any way, it was never going to be hers. Maybe if we are lucky since she doesn't have a wolf, she won't be able to scent you, and your rejection might even hurt her when you do it. That would be the best-case scenario for all of us" Reagan said, and I could tell that Justin was a little shocked at how hateful she was. Reagan could tell that Justin was not liking this side of her so she quickly changed her attitude and started cooing at Justin, "She doesn't deserve you, baby, I love you and I want you. Hopefully, you will come to love me too. I was just worried, I don't want you falling in love with my sister after we have already mated." Reagan said to Justin, looking up at him adoringly through her long lashes. I have to admit, she really knows how to work people to do what she wants them to. Her ability to look innocent and pure is without measure, she could have been an actress. "Dad hates Raven. He will be very happy about this. He has never loved her since the day that she was born. Mom might be a little upset, but she will get over it. She and dad are chosen mates, she gave up her true mate to become the Luna of the Silver Blade pack. She did it herself, and if it is good enough for her, then it is good enough for me to do it as well. We make the perfect couple. We will have strong pups, and our pack will flourish" Reagan said, and I am stunned. I knew my dad was mean, but to hate me, why? What reason could he possibly have for hating me? My parents have told the whole pack numerous times through the years that they were true mates. They are very affectionate with each other in front of the pack. I didn't even know that they weren't true mates. What else don't I know about them? "We will do the same thing. You will have to reject Raven first thing in the morning, or after the pack meeting. But you will have to do it where no one else will hear you. Dad is going to tell the pack that we are true mates, so they will fully support us. Dad thinks that it would be a mistake to not have the pack's full support behind us when we go to take it over from my parents" Reagan said, and I am amazed at all the plans that they have kept away from me. Just another thing that shows how much difference there is between Reagan and me. I hear them touching again and wonder when they plan on leaving the area, don't they need to get back to the pack house? I narrow my eyes at Reagan, as she is ecstatic about getting to truly rub all of my misfortune in right now. Justin is getting the opportunity to reject me, so the situation that we are now in is all positive for them. "Raven, why are you out of the house? Are you supposed to be out here? Are you OK? That fall looked like it hurt pretty bad" I hear my sister ask me with an innocent look on her face like she cared about me. She was fully aware of how I am kept a prisoner here at the Silver Blade pack. I really have to get out of here. I needed to check and see how badly I am hurt because I don't know if I even have time to go pack a bag now. I may be having to leave here with nothing, but I am OK with that. I just need to get the heck out of here. I will figure out what I need to do after I am safely free of Silver Blade. "Are you ignoring me, Raven? Are you sure you want to do that to me? Fine then, I will just make sure that you get punished for leaving your room. You are not supposed to be out here anyway. I will just let dad know that you are out here, and he will take care of you" Reagan said with a smirk, and then she started mind linking. I and my wolf were running away from this pack. But they caught us immediately. "If you come back here now Raven, I won't punish you for leaving your room without permission" I heard my father tell me. "Nothing in the world could possess me to do that father," I told him, and I see his eyes glazing over as he goes to link someone. I could care less what they have to say to me, and I turned to walk away. "You will get punishment in the Blood Walker pack. You know how dangerous they are Raven, you have heard this fact for your whole life. They cannot be trusted, and you are now a rogue. We have told you, and the whole pack, exactly what happens to those who trespass on their land. The moment they scent you they will move in, and you will die today. Is that what you want? Do you want to die? I will get you more freedom in the pack. I will allow you to go to the library every day instead of once a week. How does that sound?" my mother's voice is calming and comforting. She has never before sounded as nice as this, and I know that dad put her up to try to lure me back into the Siler Blade pack. They must be desperate to do it, so I want to see how far they intended to go with it. "Let me ask you this mother. Was the plan to get Justin to take Reagan as a chosen mate her idea, or dad's?" I asked her. Mom is not a very good liar. I can see her expression as we are only about 20 feet apart from each other right now. "I don't know what you are talking about Raven, they are mates," my mom said to me, and now I smirk at her. Clearly, mom was keeping me out of the loop and doesn't know that I know for a fact that they aren't. "Thanks for always lying to me mom. That makes it so much easier on me. I will not be coming back to the Silver Blade pack. This is the last time, Goddess willing, that you all will probably see me and actually I am welcoming the death that is coming to me. It will be better than the life I have lived since Reagan tried to hurt me, and my own dad called me a liar when I told him what actually happened. Justin is not her mate mom, and I know this because he is MY mate. It is disgusting what all you three have done to me and allowed to be done to me my whole life. I never deserved to be treated the way I was. I can only hope that I can find my way and get to live a life that allows me to find someone who loves me and realizes that I am a good person. I don't think that is too much to ask for, do you mom? It seems like you and dad are willing to do anything to get me to come back over the fence, but we both know that if I did come back, I would either immediately be thrown in the cells. So, I will take my chances over here, where at least I have a chance" I told them and turned again to leave. I only made it a few steps before I was stopped again by my father's hateful words. "You are ungrateful daughter, How do you have the nerve to say that to me? I have clothed and fed you, provided you a room, and let you go to school. I did take care of you, and it is disgusting to see how you repay me. Lying about Justin being your mate. Trying to take your sister's mate away from her. I know that I can speak for your mother as well as myself when I say that we hope the Blood Walker pack disposes of you quickly. I only wish I could punish you myself" my dad roared out, and the hate was coming off of him in waves. "You disgust me father," I told him and the tone I used to draw out the word father let him know just how little I thought of him being my father. "I have never done anything to cause a problem or disruption in the pack, or in the family. I did what I was told this whole time. 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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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When she saw him with his first love in bed, she signed the divorce papers in desperation and left bitterly. ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &2& | Good Story | 225 | https://www.facebook.com/100090635329790/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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He immediately dropped the document and rushed out! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &35& | Hello reading | 47241 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195868 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004065 | 1746634327 | 1634 | website.metronovel.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐๐Click to read the full novel๐๐ | https://website.metronovel.com/share/middle/ijhkpqimatf2dm03gwr4ybra?campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}} | 3.9963879322589E+14 | Good Novel and Story | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463062582_1170928190672135_5667447402953069583_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=8ZrFl0coUZsQ7kNvgH9nQoD&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AXA1RrPFwekGOQzJbCoYA_u&oh=00_AYCZuupdfUNztA3TAXCjzxNqMBb9ZfHjAUosKuM89RjLxA&oe=67145030 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "Ahhhhhhhhโฆ" My body jolted, and something poured out of my, streaming down my legs and soaking the bed. I felt my forehead and beads of sweat got stuck to my hand. Mated to my stepfather, I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you do this for me again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. My stepfather, Alpha Andrรฉ stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. What the hell? *** Chapter 1 Olivia's POV I sat in my living room, rocking back and forth on my father's old chair. I could still smell his scent on the old leather, bringing tears to my eyes. In my arms, I cradled the porcelain jar that held my dadโs ashes. It still felt like a dream. I pinched myself multiple times to wake myself up from this nightmare, but I only ended up with bruises on my arms each time my fingernails sank into my skin, drawing blood. This was no dream. Dad was dead. It was almost unbelievable, but it was true. I glanced over at the table, and on it was the letter the Luna of my pack had delivered to me during Dad's funeral. I picked it up and read through it for the tenth time. Regardless of how many times I read it, I still couldn't believe she was coming here after everything that she did, after all this time. That was impossible. Yet, my suitcase was packed beside me because Luna Mia had also been quite clear on her stance. Since Dad was gone, I had to leave. I was leaving my pack, the only home I had known all my life, to stay withโฆ Knock! Knock! Knock! I was jerked from my brooding. I carefully placed the jar on the table and walked to the door. The impatient knocking came again, and the air was suddenly filled with the scent of expensive, intrusive perfume, which almost blurred Dad's scent, that was still lingering in the room. I walked to the door, flung it open, and saw her. My mother. She was nothing like I remembered from her lips, which were a bright red, and the flashy large hoop earrings that were dangling on both ears. She cleared her throat, interrupting my assessment, "God! You look like a mess, Olivia.โ Her eyes swept over me in one fair swoop of disgust. "You should brush your hair. It looks like a bird's nest." Her voice was high and full of mockery. This was exactly like I remembered. Only that, Dad used to be at the receiving end of that mockery. Now, it was me. "What are you doing here, Nicole?โ She gasped and looked at me angrily, and I took joy in seeing the displeasure on her face as her lips turned down angrily at the sides. "Where are your manners, young lady? Need I remind you that I am still your mother.โ I scoffed. A person like her could call herself a mother? Without waiting for my reply, Nicole pushed past me and entered the house. I closed the door and watched her in anger as she looked around. "Still looks the same. Your father never changed those filthy sofas after all." She turned to me again. "You got my letter, didn't you?" I folded my arms and stared angrily at her. "Yeah, I did. Tell me this is some joke." My mother laughed sarcastically and suddenly glared at me angrily, โLook, Liv..." "Don't call me Liv.โ That was something that only my loved ones could call me. She was not on that list. Although there was no list anymore as there had been only one personโDad. And he was not even here anymore. Another wave of heartache hit me while Nicole rolled her eyes and ignored my comment. "Look, I don't have much time. Get your stuff and get into the car, and if I feel like it, I can explain things to you." She gave the house one last disgusted look over and walked out. I sighed angrily and sat in my dad's chair. What was all this? Why did she have to come? When I had gotten the letter from the packโs Luna, a part of me had desperately hoped that it was some prank and that she wouldnโt make it. After all, I had spent thirteen years waiting for her to walk through these same doors. Yet, she had ended up coming. I heard a low rumbling sound, and I looked out of the window; I saw a black BMW. I raised my eyebrow in surprise. That was my mother's ride? Where on earth did she... The car outside honked its horn, and I knew my time here was up. Still holding the jar with my dad's ashes, I dragged my suitcase out of the door. My mum finally stopped honking as I walked up to the car with my suitcase. "I don't even know why you even bother carrying those ashes. Your hands are all dirty. Could you not get them on my seats? They're Italian leather." I scoffed angrily. How dare she? "You're unbelievable! How could you say that about Dad?!" She rolled her eyes and gave me a pointed stare. "Do you even know how much Italian leather costs?" I was dumbfounded, but she couldn't care less. "For the record," I said in a grim tone. "I am only tagging along because Dad would have wanted me to. I'd rather be dead with him than go anywhere with you." โThat would have been better, Liv,โ she mumbled and turned away. If I had expected that anything would be different after thirteen years and a new ride, I was awfully wrong, and Nicole was in a hurry to let me know. โDriver, step on it. I have things to do." The driver started the car, and then we sped away, leaving my old life, house and everything I have ever known behind. "How long is this ride?" I asked, turning back to the window. It felt like we had been driving for hours. The scenery was lovely. There were lots of flowers and beautiful trees, and the grass was lush green. Soon, we pulled up in front of a large mansion, and its grandeur took my breath away. "I forgot to mention that your stepfather is the Alpha of this pack. He owns this place," my mom said, brimming with pride, and I resisted an eye roll. Before I could say anything else, the driver opened the door, and she stepped out. However, I remained in the car, boiling with anger as my shock vanished into thin air. This explained everything. She was such a gold-digger! She had abandoned Dad and me all these years to marry some old, rich Alpha. My stomach churned in disgust at my mother. Suddenly, the door opened, and the driver stood beside it. "Miss Olivia, do you need help with your bags?" "No," I said, coarsely. "I can sort myself out." I got out of the car, hoisted my suitcase out, and kept my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm. I walked to the front door and saw my mother waiting for me. "I see you finally got out. I was starting to think that the magnificence of this place had rendered your little legs paralysed." Her voice was haughty and arrogant, and I felt my cheeks burn hot with fury. We walked inside and were face to face with a giant golden staircase. I was taken aback. This house was huge! Maids walked by my mother and me, greeting her as โLuna', and each time I heard it, I felt my insides boil hotter, and sadness washed over me. I couldn't believe she had been here all this time, basking in all this wealth while we struggled daily to get by. The sound of hurried steps echoed, and Mom turned to me and whispered harshly. "Get out of here. The maids will show you to your room." I raised an eyebrow and folded my arms defiantly. "No." "I'm warning you, Olivia. And keep your voice down." I scoffed. "Last I checked, this house belongs to your boo thing, not you. I need him to say it if he doesn't want me here. And I hope he says it so I can get out of here." Every nerve in my body tingled with electricity as the steps got closer. What was happening to me? With my heart thumping against my chest, I turned to look at the staircase. Every thought cleared from my head as I looked at him. My heart skipped a beat, and every step he took towards us made me feel like I could not breathe or look away from the perfection that he was. Built like some Greek god, the man walking down the staircase looked like he had walked out of some human magazine cover, and I felt myself melt under his dominance as soon as he was in front of me. His aura made my body shiver with pleasure, admiration and awe. โMATEโ, my wolf growled. "Alpha Andrรฉ, good afternoon.โ My mom spoke up, and it was only then that I noticed that every other head was bowed except mine. Wait, Alpha? My eyes widened as I did the maths. This was her new husband? He was the last thing from an old, rich Alpha, and I was struggling to pull my eyes away from him. How on earth did he end up with someone like Nicole? Ignoring Nicole, his eyes fell on me, "who is this?โ Chapter 2 Olivia's POV โWho is this?โ His deep, sonorous voice resonated throughout the room, and my body tingled to the sound. I felt his green eyes wash over me in one swoop, and I instantly felt giddy while butterflies began to flap in my stomach. Without trying to be discreet, I checked him out properly. His hair was dark, and his muscular torso strained against his tight shirt, outlining his abs and pecs. I felt myself drooling with desire. I couldn't explain what I felt, but a part of me was yearning for him. His face was dashingly handsome, and my eyes trailed down to his sharp and chiselled jaw. I gawked at his soft lips and began to imagine how it would feel to kiss themโฆ Shocked at my thoughts, I shook my head to push those unholy thoughts away. But the moment my eyes met his one more time, I was stuck. There was no way that he was my stepdad. Alpha Andrรฉ raised his eyebrow; he looked pretty intrigued, and I felt the lump in my throat disappear. "My name is Olivia. I'm Nicole's dโฆ" "Sister!" said my mom, cutting in nervously. "She is my sister from a distant pack." I stared at Nicole, stunned. She didn't want him to know that I was her daughter. "Screw you!" I yelled angrily at her, and she gave me a death stare. I ignored it and turned to Andrรฉ. I was almost caught off guard by his sparkling green eyes. "I'm Nicole's daughter. It seems she left that part out of her resumรฉ when she applied to be your wife." From the corner of my eyes, I could see Mom getting red in the face, and her anger was burning hot, but I didn't care. I was determined to push her buttons. "Nicole didn't tell me about you. Either way, it is nice to meet you." I felt some confidence stir up in me. I just felt this connection, and it felt like I could say anything to him. "Are you sure having a wife you know nothing about is smart? She could kill you in your sleep, you know." I watched as his smooth lips curled into a smirk, making him more dashing. God, he was so s*xy! How on earth did Mum bag him? I watched him as he turned his head to one of the maids who stood nearby, supposedly waiting for his next order. "You. Prepare a room for her on the third floor. Make sure it is comfortable." He turned back towards the stairs, and Mum and I followed him behind. "So tell me about yourself, Olivia. You have a beautiful name, I must say." I felt my cheeks get hot. I felt the butterflies in my stomach flutter madly. "Well, there wouldn't be much to say if only Nicole had told you about me sooner. I'm done with high school and taking a break year before I start college andโฆ" There was not much about me, and my introduction ended after a few sentences. However, I was trapped by his captivating green eyes. More than once, his arm brushed mine, and I felt heated passion fill me up, just waiting to burst out. When I looked him in the face, I caught his eyes looking at my lips before looking back at me. This was torturous. And he was my stepfather! We finally reached the third floor, and Mum rushed to him, pushing me aside rudely. โAlpha, I donโt think Olivia should stay on the first floor. She has night terrors at times and might wake you if she stays on the same floor as you." I was stunned. What was Mum getting at?! What night terrors? On the bright side, Andrรฉ ignored her and disappeared into a room on the third floor. Mom turned and stared at me angrily. โDo I need to remind you that you are here as a guest? You should know your place. I am still your mother whether you like it or not." I glared back at her with the same intensity, "Back off! I'm not the one who asked to be dragged here. That was all on you. You planned this with Dad.โ I took a deep breath, my anger coursing through every vein, โAlso, I think you are the one who should know their place. You. Are. Not. My. Mum." I watched as her face changed into different shades of white. She gave me one furious glare and then headed down to the second floor. After a while, one of the maids walked up to me. "Miss Olivia, please follow me to your room. It is ready for you,โ she said with a small bow and led the way. I followed behind her and dragged my suitcase along with me. I still had my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm, and I wondered if he was watching all of this. Soon, we stopped at a time just a few doors away from the room Alpha Andrรฉ had disappeared into. "Your room, Miss Olivia. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes. Please be ready. Here is the key. Do make yourself comfortable." The maid handed me the key and headed downstairs. I was left alone in the lobby. I took a deep breath and stared at the key in my hand. I was here; there was no turning back now. I slotted it into the keyhole and turned it, and with a click, it opened. Nothing could have prepared me for the sight I saw. My room was huge! There was enough space in here to throw a party. The walls were a beautiful pale pink, and a chandelier hung on the ceiling, elegantly flooding the room with light. The reading table was made out of smooth wood, and a laptop and detached keyboard were on it. I dropped my suitcase and walked over to the bed. The sheets were made of rich, smooth and soft silk, and the mattress was so comfy that it felt like I was sleeping on a cottony heap of clouds. โOkay. I could get used to this.โ I got off the bed, took off my clothes and wrapped a towel around my body. I needed to have a quick shower before dinner. I smelled all sweaty. After the shower, I changed into something nicer and did my hair. The shower gel was expensive and exotic, and I smelled like wild peaches. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Miss Olivia, are you ready for dinner? The Alpha has requested that you eat with him." I was about to say something, but my stomach rumbled, cutting me off. "I will be down in a few minutes." The maid nodded and walked away, and in a few minutes, I was out of my room, heading downstairs. "Miss Olivia, where are you going?" I turned around and saw the maid who had called me for dinner. "I'm sorry. I'm looking for the dining room." The maid shook her head and smiled politely. "I'm sorry. I must have missed something while I was giving you the message. Dinner will be in the Alpha's personal room on the third floor." I stared at the maid with wide-open eyes. "What..?!" Chapter 3 Andrรฉโs POV I smelled her even before the door opened, and my hands clenched around the chairโs handle as Olivia entered my private quarters. Her body was tense, and she looked around curiously before her gaze settled on me. As though unnerved, she looked away immediately. How did the moon goddess create such perfection? To reward my waiting? I had spent more than twenty years waiting for my fated mate. For the one, the one that was made for me. Yet, there had been nothing. Eventually, I had settled for an arrangement for the pack's sake. But she was here now. And she was the best f**king thing I have laid my eyes on. โWhereโs Nicole?โ She squeaked, her voice barely audible. I would have missed it if all of my senses werenโt focused on her. I wanted to know everything. I needed to take in her smile, her beautiful blue eyes that shone like the sea. f**k, I could already imagine running my hands through those large blond curls that fell over her shoulders. It took me some seconds to realise I hadnโt answered her. Nicole. It had been relatively easy to tell that they didnโt have the best relationship. Just now, when her mother had been there, she had been fierce and stubborn, like a fiery temptress. My temptress. โNicole wonโt be joining us,โ I replied and saw her wring her fingers together. Could she not feel it? Dinner went by slowly, and every now and then, Olivia would look up at me, her blue eyes probing and curious. I was dying to know her, too. But from what Nicoleโs driver had reported, she had just lost her father. A part of me was tempted to stand up and close the distance between us. To wrap her in my arms and let her know she had me now. Nothing was going to hurt her. But I didnโt want to scare her away. She was too important to me. I took a deep breath, calming my wolf that was pushing to claim his mate and my c0ck that was starting to react just from the thought of having Olivia in my arms. โDamn man, when did I get laid last?โ I wasnโt attracted to Nicole, but as my Luna, she had the most important thing I needed; she could handle matters very cleanly and made running the pack's internal affairs seem easy. Also, because of how hard she worked, it also meant that I had to give her a certain level of face here in my pack. Meetings outside the pack and checking over my company in the human world were among the few times that gave me a chance to get laid. I hadnโt been to one in two months. That had to be why. โIโm done,โ Olivia said, her voice breaking through my thoughts and my spine straightened. I frowned as I looked at her plate and the dishes in front of her; although I had spaced out just now, it was not enough time for her to have eaten enough food. โAre you uncomfortable?โ I asked, and she looked down, biting her lips. Damn. The very action sent some command to my c0ck, and I could feel it stirring in my pants. โThereโs nothing to be worried about; I wonโt bite.โ That was a lie. I had every intention to bite. Especially with the way she was biting down on her lower lip. โIf you donโt like these, you can have dessert,โ I snapped my hands, and one of the kitchen staff walked out with a tray in his arm. I didnโt like sweets, but I had instructed them to make them for her. I almost gave myself a back pat when her eyes brightened at the popsicles before her. When she picked one up, I realised just how large it was. Her small, pouty mouth was way too small for that. Entranced, I watched as my little mate placed the giant popsicle in her mouth, and as I had guessed, she could only lick from a small corner. A m0@n fell from her mouth as she tasted it, and every nerve in my body tightened. If she continued at this rate, I wasnโt sure I could hold back from bending her over this table and claiming her as mine. โCan your mouth take all of it in?โ I asked, and Oliviaโs face flushed red, and she burst into a coughing fit. I shot up and rushed to her side without thinking. A move that I regretted because one whiff of her sweet floral scent was more than enough to bring me to my knees. My c0ck was hard, and my balls were heavy from being around and watching her. I moved behind the chair. I couldnโt let her see just how hard I was for her. For my โstepdaughterโ Olivia stood up, and my eyes followed her every move. Was she feeling the mate pull the way I was? I could never know if she did because right before I could say a word, Olivia dashed off. My dining room, the same place I had dined in for more than twenty years now, felt too big for my liking. Too empty. Did this affect my little mate? โAlpha, we caught a maid about to report to Miss Nicole about the dinner,โ one of my assistants stepped into the dining room and reported. โRemove all the unnecessary help on this floor.โ Nicole was nosy, and I wasnโt ignorant of the fact that she had spent the last year trying to win over my staff. Unfortunately, her position was about to be vacant. My mate was here. Irritation bubbled in my throat as I remembered their relationship. That was one hell of a trick from the moon goddess. However, that didnโt matter. Nothing could keep me from my Olivia. โOlivia,โ I called out, testing her name, and when I couldnโt hold it in anymore, I stood up, striding out of the dining room. I didnโt want her to be away from me. She had barely eaten anything, but judging by how petite she was, I suspected that food was not on her list of favourite things. Chapter 4 Olivia's POV I ate in silence and stole glances at him. Sometimes, our eyes would meet and lock, and I'd turn away silently, though not without getting a lovely glance at his lips. I wanted to kiss them so badly. The way his lips moved as he chewed filled me with thoughts. I could only imagine how it would feel to have those lips kiss me and travel down, downโฆ down. f**k! I took one hand off the table and placed it on my lap, gripping my dress tightly. I squeezed my legs and felt something wet on my thigh. "Keep it together, Olivia." I stopped eating for a brief moment, and I caught him licking the back of his spoon. I gasped as the sensations between my legs spiked. What was he doing to me? "I'm done." I put my spoon down and turned my head away, trying to hide my blush. The food was delicious but I couldn't eat anymore, not like this. I could feel my juices dripping down my legs. I had to excuse myself from the table. โAre you uncomfortable?โ he asked, slowly putting down his spoon and gazing at me with those grey eyes. I shook my head. I couldn't dare open my mouth. m0@ns had replaced all words. I couldn't let them escape. โThereโs nothing to be worried about; I wonโt bite.โ I wanted him to bite me, a love bite. I wanted to see red marks on my skin caused by his lips svcking every inch of me. Dessert soon came as he snapped his fingers, and the air was filled with a sweet, fruity scent. My eyes lit up. Popsicles! The waiter dropped the tray with them on the table and walked away. I helped myself to one. It was huge! My eyes washed over it slowly. I love sweets, but I wanted something sweeter. I tried to svck it all at once, but it was way too big for my mouth. I started from the corner and made my way down his big c0ck. f**k! Did I say 'c0ck'? It was too late. The image was already etched in my mind. svcking his c0ck slowly, feeling the sensations run down his spine as my tongue played with him. I began to m0@n softly as I svcked on the popsicle; my eyes closed with content. โCan your mouth take all of it in?โ Andrรฉ asked. I looked up and found his eyes watching me keenly. Oh no! What if he knew I was thinking aboutโฆ "Cough! Cough! I have toโฆ cough!โฆ go." I rushed out of his room and ran to mine. I bolted the door and walked to my bed. What had happened? I lay down and tried to calm myself down. "Deep breaths, Liv, deep breaths." I slipped my hand under my dress and felt my underwear. I was soaked through. I sighed. I needed to have a shower. I moved my hand slightly and grazed the tip of my bud. A m0@n escaped my lips, and I was immediately silent. The best idea was to take my hand out, shower and forget this whole debacle. I moved my hand, but I grazed my bud again. Another sigh escaped my lips. f**k it! I moved my fingers, lightly caressing my swollen bud. The sensations made me shiver. I wished these were Andrรฉ's fingers. My m0@ns grew louder. I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My hands undid my front zip and dove into my bosom. My nips were so hard. I wanted him to svck them. My fingers moved faster and suddenly plunged inside me. "AhhhโฆAndrรฉโฆ!" His c0ck filled me up. I felt its girth as it touched the walls of my pu$$y. It was huge. He pulled out after a while and moved his lips closer to my face; his husky, deep voice filled my ears. "Are you sure you can take all of me?" I didn't even need to reply, and he penetrated me again. My body tensed up and gripped his hard c0ck tight. His thrvsts were slow and shallow. "Yes. Yes, please don't stop." He plunged deeper, and I grabbed the sheets. I was dazed yet still greedy. I wanted more. "AhhhhโฆAndrรฉ. I need more Andrรฉ. Please give me more." His tempo increased, and so did my m0@ns. His name was on my breath, his scent in my nostrils, his lips on my skin and his hands in my hair. My body squirmed desperately, and I felt myself tighten. I heard his voice in my ears. "Are you going to come for me?" "Yes, Andrรฉ. Please don't stop." The tempo picked up, and I m0@ned louder and harder. My face was flushed. My pu$$y was soaked, and I could hear sputtering sounds as he continued to f**k me deep. My legs trembled, and my voice could barely be heard. I gripped the sheets harder, pulling out from the side that they were tucked in neatly. My breathing became wheezy as the sensations shot up. His dรญck went harder and deeper inside me, filling me up perfectly. My legs felt numb. Any more, and I wouldโฆ "Ahhhhhhhhโฆ" My body jolted, and my juices poured out of my, streaming down my legs and soaking the bed. I felt my forehead and beads of sweat got stuck to my hand. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you cvm for me like that again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. Alpha Andrรฉ stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. My eyes travelled down, and I saw the obvious bulge in his trousers. What the hell? | Good Novel and Story | 18 | https://www.facebook.com/61563112123593/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195935 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004066 | 1746634327 | 1634 | getpassionapp.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ Read Chapter1 ๐ | https://getpassionapp.com/?f=b&book=book57&lang=en&trial_screen=select_price_v3&hard_wall=true&intro=shy-intro&discount_available=no | 1.4484956537789E+14 | Romance Novels | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462775621_1563466037644655_4461218550381909686_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_n6JnWxSwl8Q7kNvgESOCMO&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A9FXj1I7AL6iwWkx7-ODyRp&oh=00_AYBbldXxNdwBX1lJhPv78YlugSCqlfQ-1yhU_FhtHAXjNQ&oe=67146655 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | ๐ฅFREE EXCLUSIVE CHAPTERS๐ฅ Chapter 1 "She's shy," Brooke shrugged, glancing at Indiana who looked like she wanted to be anywhere but in the classroom. "Well, come on, I don't bite," Greyson urged and Indiana stiffened, just like before. "Don't talk about that," Indiana said, her voice was still quiet but it was firm. "Struck a nerve have I?" Greyson wondered and smirked. "Somebody likes it kinky." * Indiana Hughs had always been the quiet one; the shy one. She was always the one that stayed in the background. She blended in and never got noticed. She liked it like that. So when she's forced to move schools, she is not happy. Everyone notices a new kid, but she doesn't want that attention. Especially not from Mr Bad Boy who seemed to be very interested in her. * "You'll be fine," her mother said and waved her hand dismissively at her. "Just be social and make friends!" "Social," Indiana muttered and grabbed her bag from the back seat. "Sure." She climbed out of the car, ignoring her mother's happy wave goodbye. She slammed the door behind her and looked up at the brick building in front of her. It was simple. Large stone steps led up to large double doors that were flooded with many students, laughing and talking to their friends. The students noticed Indiana. She groaned quietly and swung her rucksack over her shoulder. She lowered her gaze as she walked up the steps that led to the school and didn't look up as she walked through the bustling corridors. She thought that if she couldn't see anyone, maybe they couldn't see her either. She knew she was being stupid. The town she and her mother had moved to wasn't small, but it wasn't big either. Not everyone knew each other personally, but they would recognize a new face from a mile away. This made Indianna's anxiety rise. She hated being noticed. She was most definitely an introvert. Indianna clutched her hands tighter around the strap of her rucksack and carried on down the corridor. She had come to the school a few days before and the Principal had shown her around, but she could only remember how to get to her locker. She fumbled with the lock and hurriedly grabbed the textbooks that were stacked neatly inside, stuffing them into her rucksack. Indiana hated that she could feel everyone's curious stares at her. She hated that she stood out. She swallowed nervously and looked at the crumpled piece of paper in her hands. She scanned the timetable and saw that her first lesson was history. After stuffing her timetable back into her pocket she braced herself and walked down the busy corridors, hoping to find her class. Indiana let out a sigh of relief when she found the classroom. It was relatively empty so she made a beeline straight to the back of the class. Now there were no eyes on her she let her shoulders relax and she leaned back in her chair. One year, she told herself. She had to survive for one year in this new town and then she was free. She would graduate and be able to go wherever she pleased. "Hi!" Indianna's heart jumped in her chest when a blonde, curly-haired girl appeared next to her. She was smiling brightly and had kind eyes. "You're Indianna, aren't you? Indiannna Hughs? You've moved to town with your mother, right?" Indiana stared at the blonde girl with wide eyes. She wanted to go unnoticed, but this girl definitely seemed to know her. Indiana didn't know how to respond. "Sorry," the girl apologized and sat down next to Indiana. "I didn't mean to scare you, I just thought I'd introduce myself, I know everyone in town. I'm Brooke!" Indiana nodded and looked at her hands that were resting on the desk. She picked at her chipped black nail varnish and hoped this girl would go away. She wasn't good with people. She'd rather be left alone. Brooke blinked and waited for Indianna to speak. She frowned when Indianna said nothing. "Not a people person?" She wondered. "That's okay, people would argue that I can talk enough for two people." Indianna's eyes flickered to Brooke and back to her hands. "You can talk to me, I promise I don't bite," Brooke said kindly. Indiana stiffened and shook her head. "No," she whispered. Her voice was gentle and soft. Brooke frowned. "No?" "Don't talk about that, please," Indiana said. "Talk about what?" Brooke asked, cocking her head to the side. "Biting," Indiana muttered. Brooke noticed how she grabbed her wrist, her eyes flashing with panic. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to I'll shut up now," Brooke said quickly and she looked up when a guy walked up to them. He had the same blond curly hair as Brooke and matching brown eyes. "Brooke, you're not terrorizing the new girl, are you?" He teased, smiling at Brooke. "No!" Brooke gasped and hit his arm. "Well, not purposely. Indiana, this is Brandon, my cousin. Bran, meet Indiana Hughs." "Hi," Brandon said warmly. "It's nice to meet you, Indiana." Indiana swallowed and looked up at him, forcing a smile. "Hello." "She's a little shy," Brooke said. "After a few minutes with you I'm sure that'll change," Brandon laughed. Indiana looked up at the clock on the wall and she groaned internally, less than ten minutes of the lesson had passed. If the year was going to pass as slowly as this she didn't know how she was going to survive. Indiana frowned when Brooke sighed. "Oh, great," she said as the classroom door opened and three guys walked in. Brooke made an effort to slouch down in her seat and avoid eye contact. Brandon glared at them. The two boys at the front were talking to one another. One was joking around, he had ginger hair and a carefree demeanor. The brown-haired boy was smiling, showing off his dimples. He seemed kind. Both of them were very attractive. The last guy made Indianna's heart race. His face was blank, his eyes dark and frightening. His hands were stuffed into the pockets of his jeans and she noticed tattoos covering his arms, the rest hidden by his white t-shirt. Indiana forced herself to look away. He was so incredibly gorgeous but so incredibly frightening. The rest of the class seemed to agree as they were all staring at him with wide eyes. Indiana couldn't tell if the looks he was receiving were lust or fear. The guy, who now looks irritable, ran his fingers through his dark hair, pushing it away from his chiseled face. "What?" He snapped. His voice was deep, stern, and projected throughout the classroom even though he barely raised it. One word from his mouth made Indianna's stomach fill with butterflies. "Who are they?" Indiana asked quietly, eyeing the guy as he sat down on the opposite side of the classroom. He kicked his feet back onto the desk and crossed his arms over his chest, turning to his two friends and joining in their conversation. "The ginger one is Kal and Ace is the brown-haired one," Brooke said. "The guy at the back is Greyson Evans," Brandon muttered. "Stay away from him," Brooke said firmly to Indiana. "He's fucked about half the school and I'm pretty sure he has like a billion STDs. He's also a dick." "I can hear you, Brooklyn." Indianna's eyes widened when Greyson turned in his seat and raised his eyebrows at Brooke. He raised an eyebrow at her. "Not gossiping again, are we?" "I'm just telling the truth," Brooke shrugged and smiled sweetly. "I'm very interested to hear what you have to say," Greyson urged, smirking. "I highly doubt you would enjoy hearing what I had to say," Brooke shrugged. Greyson sighed and his eyes flickered to Brandon who hadn't stopped glaring at the three guys since they entered the room. "Brandon, stop with the glaring. I will punch you and considering you're Brooklyn's cousin I know I shouldn't," he paused, his eyes glittering with dangerous amusement, "but you very well know I will." "Greyson," Brooke sighed. Indiana noticed how she seemed to be the only person in the room who wasn't looking at Greyson with fear-filled eyes. "You will not punch Brandon." "Like you'd be able to stop me, Brooklyn. You may be surprisingly high up on the school social ladder, but I know of a guy who can keep you on your leash." Greyson's two friends both laughed and he smirked when Brooke pursed her lips, her cheeks going a light shade of pink. "Don't try and tell me what I can and can't do, Brooklyn. You will always lose." "Speaking of Harry, where is he?" | Romance Novels | 2648 | https://www.facebook.com/61552551444114/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195829 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004064 | 1746634327 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Learn more | IMAGE | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=1600823597386213&rawadid=120213220940920687 | 2.2788780707259E+14 | Lovestory-hh | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462772766_910866537050671_1948897243698693444_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xBAQPWseQdYQ7kNvgFcj4SD&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AUVDZSk9AS0tPq3LEO8YkjM&oh=00_AYCil9lL2QYr_P99eKz7y3AEezpTYrzEItlfMUrMDjgypw&oe=67146646 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | My husband was deeply in love with his first love. When I jokingly told him that I was pregnant, he told me seriously, "You can't have this child." I loved him but didn't want to love him blindly, so I ran away. Nine months later, when I gave birth to the child in a small town hospital, I received a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband has gone crazy looking for you." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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He immediately dropped the document and rushed out! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" &35& | Hello reading | 47241 | https://www.facebook.com/61552535188096/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195401 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004057 | 1746634327 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Watch more | IMAGE | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=263741546706881&jump=1&rawadid=120212943672390245 | 2.2788780707259E+14 | Lovestory-hh | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463258234_1069509534588491_2674038852562408992_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=vd6uCI1N2gEQ7kNvgHlEF6e&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A4pFuoV7JKjuwSWYw-WCur2&oh=00_AYCcabuANhJAxz4PctV2bPBcK5cYLrFQzvdWLruNrFTehg&oe=67144CA4 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | On the day of her difficult childbirth, her husband and lover were as close as glue, and her heart was as lifeless as ashes. She decided to divorce! ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. 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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my l | Storyverse | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61567115634026/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195067 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004050 | 1746634328 | 1634 | a.weloveread.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://a.weloveread.com/ad/bG92ZXJlYWQvMzI1NDQxLzIwMjQxMDE0MTAyNDE3L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.0234629952871E+14 | Lov001 | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462967363_2745264525684793_538144596720938812_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Ud0AVyxJCnAQ7kNvgFyt84l&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Aomha5mTYpxuJmRx8KRwdVW&oh=00_AYCESogBXF3Zii6FtACrcFylb8EKDe5nuGPgvwOS-Nac5Q&oe=67143E3E | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Shortly after I signed the papers and started talking about our future, Ryan dropped the bomb that he didnโt want kids. Then, six months later, he told me heโd had a vasectomy a year prior. That was the day my entire world shattered. Five years of my life. Wasted. No marriage proposal on the horizon, definitely no kids. And I refuse to stay in a relationship that isnโt going anywhere. Iโm not getting any younger, and Iโm not going to let some man steal all of my dreams and my best years. So, I did the only thing I couldโI broke up with him and kicked him out of my house. That was three weeks ago. โโโโโโโโ I stand at the back door of my small house and look at the fenced in yard. When Ryan and I were searching for places to rent in, weโd looked at several apartments, but then my brother recommended this place. I immediately fell in love with it. Ryan hadnโt. But Iโd refused to give it up, and so, Iโd bought the place myself, without his help. The house is absolutely perfect. With two bedrooms and a rather large kitchen, which is good because I love to cook, the little bungalow is the perfect size for me. Ultimately, the backyard is what sold me, though. The moment I saw it, I imagined a child running around out there. The image had been so vivid; Iโd even heard the laughter. Shortly after I signed the papers and started talking about our future, Ryan dropped the bomb that he didnโt want kids. Then, six months later, he told me heโd had a vasectomy a year prior. That was the day my entire world shattered. Five years of my life. Wasted. No marriage proposal on the horizon, definitely no kids. And I refuse to stay in a relationship that isnโt going anywhere. Iโm not getting any younger, and Iโm not going to let some man steal all of my dreams and my best years. So, I did the only thing I couldโI broke up with him and kicked him out of my house. That was three weeks ago. My emotions are still all over the place. Sometimes, at night, when Iโm all alone in this house, I miss him so much it physically hurt. Too many nights I cry myself to sleep, or just cry until I give myself a headache, and then I pop some pills and pass out. My beverage collection has dwindled considerably, too. As much as everything still hurts, the urge to call him and beg him to come back, to agree to live without marriage or kids, is getting less and less with each passing day. But some days are worse than others. Today is one of the worse days. The doorbell chimes, startling me from my thoughts. Iโm not expecting company tonight, but Iโll be lying if I say Iโm not secretly hoping Ryan is here. He hasnโt once bothered to call or come over or even talk to me since I ended the relationship. โComing!โ I go to the door and swing it open. โOh, hey, Becca. Whatโre you doing here?โ I stop and do a double take. โWhy are you so dressed up?โ Sheโs wearing a tight red dress and matching red stilettos. Her makeup is on point, and she looks fantastic. โYouโve been crying again.โ Becca walks inside, her heels clicking against the tile floor. โUm, no.โ I wipe my cheeks and am happy to see my hands come away dry. I havenโt been sleeping worth trash, though, so Iโm sure my eyes are red and puffy. โYou didnโt answer my question.โ I close the door. โIโm here to take you out.โ Becca grins. โOh no.โ I shake my head. Beccaโs been trying to get me to go out clubbing since the day I broke up with Ryan, and I keep refusing. Iโm not ready to meet anyone new. Not yet. Itโs still too soon. โIโm really not in the mood,โ I say. โYouโve been saying that for weeks now. Itโs time to stop crying over Ryan and get yoursef back up on the horse.โ I roll my eyes. โIโm not dressed to go out. Besides, itโs a Tuesday night. You really think anyone decent is going to be out tonight? I highly doubt it.โ Becca sighs with frustration. โListen, you need to get out of this house. I need a wing woman. And we need to celebrate.โ โCelebrate what?โ I flop down on the couch and tuck my knees to my chest. As soon as I got home from work, I put on a pair of sweatpants and one of Ryanโs T-shirts that heโd left behind. My hairโs in a messy bun on top of my head, and I have no makeup on. Iโm in no positionโphysically or emotionallyโto go out. โI got the job!โ Becca squeals. I jump off the couch and give my friend a hug. โOh my god! Thatโs amazing, Becca. Congratulations!โ Becca laughs. โIโm so excited. Thereโs no way I can stay home tonight.โ She pouts and bats her eyelashes in that over exaggerated way she always does. โPlease?โ I hate when Becca does that. She makes saying no impossible. The fact weโve been friends since high school doesnโt help, either. With a reluctant sigh, I nod. โAll right fine. Iโll go out with you tonight, but promise me we wonโt stay long.โ โDeal!โ Becca shrieks with excitement. โHurry up and get dressed.โ I take about half an hour to get ready, and as I study my reflection in the mirror, I smile. Maybe going out tonight is exactly what I need. Just getting dressed up makes me feel better than I have in days. I leave the bathroom and meet Becca back in the living room. Becca whistles. โOh girl, youโre a hottie.โ I laugh. I opted for my frayed denim skirt and my low-cut black top with sleeves that tie on my shoulders. A pair of black sandals complete my outfit. My clothes are nowhere near as beautiful as Beccaโs tight, red dress, but at least Iโm comfortable. I grab my purse. โLetโs go before I change my mind.โ I playfully shove Becca out the door. We arrive at The Savage Cat, the only night club here, Michigan, and the line to get in is around the block. Lucky for us, I have a fast pass straight to the front of line. The popular dance club is owned by the Savage Bloods Motorcycle Club, of which my brother is the very proud President. I canโt stand that stupid club, or the lifestyle, and I go out of my way to avoid everything involving the Savage Bloods. Unfortunately, when you live in a tiny armpit of a town, you donโt have many choices for entertainment. Becca, however, is fascinated with the Savage Bloods and will do everything she can to hang out with them. She wonโt openly admit it to me, but I know sheโs hooked up with several of the brothers. She swears sheโs never so much as thought about my brother in that way, but Iโm not sure I believe that. At a little after ten, the place is already packed, as usual. I push way through the crowd and toward the dance floor. That is why we came here after all. Ryan hates to dance, and even though I always tell him he doesnโt have to get on the dance floor with me, he still refuses to take me anywhere that involves the activity. Memories like those make me grateful that I had the courage to leave him. I really need to learn to hold onto the bad memories and stop dwelling on all the great ones. Dealing with the hurt when Iโm angry is so much easier. The music is so loud it rattles the chairs and tables, and the floor is sticky from spilled beverage. But I donโt care. Being out with my best friend, cutting lose, not caring about anything or anyone is freeing. I canโt remember the last time I just had fun like this. Becca grabs my arm and leans forward. โThat guy.โ Becca points to someone behind me. I turn to see who Becca is pointing at, and I freeze. Leaning against the bar is a man. A very , very muscular, very dangerous looking man. Dark, shoulder length hair. Icy blue eyes. Jeans with a bulging crotch. Black T-shirt that stretches deliciously across his shoulders and chest. My heart races at the sight of him, but more so because heโs staring right at me. But then I notice heโs also wearing a goddman kutte covered with the Savage Bloods insignia. Because of course heโs part of the club. A bottle is pinched between his fingers, and heโs standing there like he owns this place. Cocky arrogance radiates off him, and he clearly owns that. Heโs 100 percent pure male. Pure trouble. And one million percent not my type of guy. Yet, I canโt seem to stop staring at him. Heโs everything Ryan isnโt, and that excites me in a way I donโt like. I donโt look away, and neither does he. Thereโs something familiar about him, though, and I narrow my eyes, studying him. Do I know him? That wouldnโt be so far-fetched considering Iโve met everyone in the Savage Bloods at least once before. Still, something nags at the back of my mind. โHeโs staring at you,โ Becca shouts over the music, jerking me from my thoughts. โYou should go talk to him.โ โNo.โ I shake my head. Turning away from his heated stare, I focus on dancing with Becca, but I can feel his gaze on me, feel the way heโs undressing me with his eyes, devouring me. Maybe Beccaโs right. Maybe I need to take the plunge and go talk to him. Doing so will certainly get myโฆ Iโm not sure I can handle a guy like that. Heโs so hard and rough and a tad scary. Not to mention, heโs part of the club, and I swore never to get involved with that life. Just because Iโm nursing a broken heart doesnโt mean I need to go catch a raging case of the stupids. And that man could make any woman stupid. I fan my face with my hand, and Becca makes a hand signal that she needs a drink. I nod and follow Becca off the dance floor and toward the bar. Thankfully, when we get there, the uber hot but totally off-limits biker guy is gone. I sigh with relief, prop my arms on the bar, and lean forward, my hips still swaying to the music. โWhat can I get for ya?โ the bartender shouts over the music. โOne glass of water and a martini with no olives,โ I order, shouting just as loudly. โHey!โ Becca touches my shoulder and then leans close to my ear. โIโm gonna go use the bathroom. Meet you back here.โ I nod. The bartender returns and sets the drinks in front of me. โTen fifty.โ I pull out my credit card and handed it to him. โStart a tab.โ Beccaโs only drinking water tonight because sheโs drivingโa declaration she made on the drive here because she thinks I need to get drunk and do something Iโll regret in the morning. Then again, thatโs how Becca deals with problems. I, on the other hand, prefer to handle things with a tad more emotional maturity. So, I donโt plan to drink too much. I never do when I go out. But still, as the bartender takes the card from my hand, my stomach clenches. Ryan hated when I would start a bar tab. He said it was stupid and not financially responsible. Not that I need to worry about what he thinks anymore, but without him living in the same house with me, my finances are a little tighter than they were last month. A few drinks wonโt hurt, though. I push the concerns from my mind and sway my hips to the hypnotic beat. Itโs not every day my best friend lands a dream job. Plus, Iโm leaving in two days to go spend several weeks at Whispering Creek, my parentsโ cabin resort in the Upper Peninsula. Iโll be cut off from Becca and everyone else for close to a month. If that isnโt reason enough to go a little crazy tonight, then what is? Seriously, what is taking Becca so long? I grab the drinks and turn around, intent on meeting Becca near the bathrooms so we can easily spot each other in this crowd. Instead, I slam face first into a wall of hard muscle. Both of the drinks spill, coating my hands, but a majority ends up on the person I ran into. โOh.โ I lift my head, and my heart stops. The man whoโd been staring at me now stands in front of me. My face burns with embarrassment. โUh, yeah, I-Iโm sorry.โ Some of the liquid splashed up onto his face, too. God, how mortifying! I turn, set the cups on the bar, and grab a handful of napkins, which I then proceed to drop when I spin back around. Real smooth. He shrugs out of his kutte, then strips off his wet shirt, using it to dry his face. The sight of his chest and abs makes my throat go dry. I know Iโm staring, but I canโt help myself. Oh, every woman in this place is staring just as intently as I am. As I watch him rub the shirt across his chin, down his throat, and across his pecs, I can feel the lust pooling between my thighs, and I squeeze my legs together to ease the ache in my body . Images of being in his armsโundressed, sweaty, and in the midst of doing things that will get us banned from Heaven foreverโdance through my mind. This man is gorgeous. Perfection. A true gift from God. Heโs very clearly a bad boy, too, which only adds to his appeal. And heโs nothing like Ryan. I havenโt thought about another man like this in years, not sinceโฆ My eyes widen, and my heart beats against my ribcage. No. Please, God, no. And then he speaks. โEnjoy the show?โ His deep voice rubs against every nerve ending in my body, and my stomach clenches. โHello, Steven.โ My voice is cold and sharp. He blinks in confusion, and then I can see reality hitting him as hard as it hit me a second ago. I cross my arms and glare at him. His jaw drops, but he doesnโt speak. โI see you finally figured out how to stage a successful prison break.โ I frown. His lips curl into that much too familiar smile, and my traitorous body reacts in ways I donโt want it to. Then, he laughs, the sound just as deep and masculine and handsome as I remembered. โGood to see you again, Cassandra.โ He reaches around me to toss his wet shirt onto the bar, then he slips back into his kutte. The sight of him wearing that reminds me of every single reason why I hate him. Why I swore off the club and everyone involvedโincluding my own brother. Heโs the sole reason I got involved with Ryan in the first place, because Ryanโs safe. Practical. Stable. Dependable. โItโs Cassie now,โ I say. He raises a brow. โCassie, huh? I like it.โ โI donโt give a word.โ I shake my head. โDoes my brother know youโre here?โ โHeโs the reason Iโm here. Full pardon. Courtesy of Hothead.โ โHis name is Harland,โ I snap and narrow my eyes, rage boiling in my veins. Honestly, grown men running around calling each other by code names or nicknames or whatever they are is so dumb. How dare my brother help Steven get out of prison and not warn me? Then again, Harland has no idea what happened between me and Steven all those years ago, and if I have my way, he never will. No one will. Not even Becca knows. I take a deep breath, refusing to let Steven get to me anymore than he already has. โGuess thatโs one less person on my Christmas list.โ I shrug. โAnyway, sorry you invaded my personal space and got all wet.โ I smile sweetly and incline my head toward his shirtless chest. He simply stares at me with those eyes that had mesmerized me so much as a teen. Theyโre so blue, staring at me with an undeniable carnal knowledge. I shiver at the memory of just how much knowledge he has of me and my body. Unable to face him any longer, I crouch down and pick up the napkins I dropped. โHere, I got those.โ He lowers himself to my eye level. โIsnโt this beneath you?โ I grab a handful of napkins and stand. โDonโt you have groupies back at the club to do this kind of stuff for you?โ I slap the napkins onto the bar. โYou mean the club cats?โ He smirks, and I have the sudden urge to slap that look off his face. โNo, I mean the group of strays that follow you guys around in the hopes youโll toss them a scrap of trash every now and then.โ I once again cross my arms, daring him to deny the truth. The club can dress it up anyway they want, but thereโs no denying what the club cats areโwhores who do the brothersโ bidding and spread their legs with the hope of securing a marriage proposal someday. And I know this because Becca talked to my brother about becoming a club cat. He flat out refused her. Though, to this day, heโs never said why. Steven doesnโt respond, which only enrages me more. I drop my arms to my sides. โNext time you see my brother, tell him to go himself. Courtesy of his baby sister.โ I shoulder past Steven, more than ready to find Becca and go home. But Steven grabs my arm, and I freeze. | Lov001 | 27 | https://www.facebook.com/100092415384764/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. โ The prick is blocking the sun. I'm lying on the beach on the last day before the first day of my senior year, trying to darken my skin for one more day before school starts. Given that my father moved me to Sunset Beach at the end of my junior year, all the way across the country from my old home in Virginia, I didn't have much else to do. I don't know a single person in town and I'm already anxious about the first day tomorrow, wondering if anyone will even talk to me or if I'll be forced stare at my phone all day in an attempt to not acknowledge the fact that I'm the new girl in school. But now The prick is blocking my sun. I call him that because he walks like that guy. Chest out, like he owns the beach. He's phenomenal looking and he knows it and he knows the rest of us know it. Everything is easy for him, even walking in the sand. So I already know he's gonna be The prick. "You're new," he says. "To the planet?" I say. "No. I'm not." He smiles and his teeth are snow white against his bronze skin and his sun pecked blonde hair. His jaw could cut stone and his eyes are bluer than the ocean behind him. The surfboard under his arms looks nearly as hard as the ripples in his abs. The prick is smoking hot. "New and funny," he says. "What a combo." He turns over his shoulder. "Brett, we've got a funny one." Brett trudges up sand and plants his board in the sand next to The prick. Brett is almost as good looking. An inch shorter, dark hair, green eyes, a chest like a cutting board. Barbed wire tattooed around each of his biceps. He didn't smile. "Funny chicks are usually pains in my hip." "I like funny chicks," another guy says, coming up on The prick's left. "They usually don't think twice about giving it up." Third Guy is in a tie for second with Brett for best looking. Shoulder length brown hair, broad shoulders, eyes that matched his hair. All three of them are wet, having just come from the ocean and their waves. I'd seen them out on the water, envious of how they moved on their boards. I can surf, the result of summer trips to Florida when I was younger, but I'm not that good. "Where you from, New Girl?" The prick asks. "Not sure it's any of your business," I say. His smile darkens just a fraction. "You're kind of rude." "And you're blocking my sun." He jams his board into the sand, standing it on end. "Just trying to be friendly." "I think you're doing it wrong." Third Guy chuckles. The prick just stares at me. I look around. There are other people on the beach, but not near us. It becomes super clear to me that I'm on my own with the three of them. And I realize I'm uncomfortable. But I can't help myself. "And I think you're a prick," I say to Brett. He laughs, like he's heard that a million times. "I'll show you a prick if you wanna see one, honey." "Not interested," I say. "You will be," he says. "You still haven't answered the question," The prick says. I stare back at him. Jesus, is he good looking. Stop-what-you're-doing-and-fantasize good looking. "I'm aware." "It's not a hard question," he says. "Maybe she wants something hard, though," Third Guy says. I look at him. "Not sure you're up for the job, Champ." Third Guy doesn't like that and shuffles closer in the sand. "How about if we see?" Now, I'm for real uncomfortable. I sit up. I throw my keys and sandals in my bag and stand up. None of them move, eyeing me like I'm dinner. "This has been fun, boys," I say. "But I think I'm going home." The prick finally takes notice of my beat up surfboard next to my towel. He pushes the edge of it with his sand covered toe. "This yours?" "What gave it away?" I ask. He picks it up by the nose, gives it the once over, then lets it fall back to the sand. "It's a prick." "Takes one to know one," I say, picking up my towel and shaking it out. Third Guy and Brett back up, The prick holds his ground. The prick smiles. My stomach flips, then flops, then flips some more. Why does he have to be so good looking? "Happy to teach you how to ride," he says. His pals snicker. "I'm good," I say, picking up my board. "I think I'll have to be the judge of that," The prick says. "Good luck with that." "I don't need luck, honey," he says and tilts his head to the side. Drops of water from the ocean glisten on his perfect chest. "I take what I want when I want it." I pull my shorts on over my bikini bottoms. "No need to cover up the show," Brett says. "You don't have tickets," I say, grabbing my bag and picking up my board. "What a mouth," Third Guy says. "I wonder if it can do other things besides talk." Brett laughs, but The prick just keeps staring at me, trying to melt me with those blue eyes. It's almost working. "It can," I say. "But unfortunately for you, it doesn't go anywhere near prick." Third Guy glowers at me. The corner of The prick's perfect mouth turns upward into something that almost looks like a smile. But there's something about it that feels more threatening than friendly. It's ninety something degrees out but suddenly I'm chilled. I sling the bag over my shoulder. "I wish I could say it's been a pleasure, but I don't like to lie. See you around." I turn to go. "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. "Presley! Are you about ready?" I'm not ready. It's the next morning and I'm standing in front of the mirror, trying to convince myself that I'm ready for the first day of my senior year at a new high school. I've braided my long brown hair and pulled on the yellow linen tank top and my favorite denim skirt. I spent an extra twenty minutes on my makeup, trying to make sure it looked like I didn't spend an extra twenty minutes on my makeup. Silver sandals on my feet. I look good and if it had been the first day back at my old school, I would've at least felt like I knew what I was doing. I would've been driving to school on my own, stopping at the coffee shop on the way to school, getting my drink, and praying that my last year wouldn't suck as bad as my first three years did. Instead, I am hiding in my room, avoiding my dad's pleas to come out so he can drop me off at his paralegal's house so that woman's daughter can drive me to school. Have I mentioned I've never met this girl? "Presley!" he yells. "We gotta go!" "I'm coming," I say. I sigh, check the mirror one last time, and grab my backpack. I throw it over my shoulder and look at the mirror again. "Please don't let today suck," I say. My father is waiting at the bottom of the stairs. He's wearing a dark navy suit, light blue shirt, and a red tie. His dark hair is flecked with gray and he's good looking for a dad, according to my friends. My mother, however, thought that the lawyer she worked for was better looking, so she left him and moved to Washington. So it's me and my dad and that's okay most of the time. He tries, but he's also busy trying to get his new law practice off the ground. The reason we moved to Sunset Beach from Virginia was because he was able to snag one giant client and it would mean steady work for the next two years. The client lives in Sunset Beach and he wants to be near him for meetings and stuff like that. He pitched it to me as living near the beach and all the fun we'd be able to have, but I knew that any fun that I found would be most likely on my own. But it's still way better than living with my mom. And I'm hoping it'll be different for me here. He looks up at me. "We're going to be late, Pres. Come on." "Sorry," I mumble. "Did you eat?" he asks. "No, I'm fine," I say. "You can grab a granola bar or something." I shake my head. "I'm fine." He smiled. "Senior year. Are you ready?" "Nope." "Come on, it'll be good." "Sure," I say, avoiding his eyes. He sighs and we head to the garage to climb into his green Audi Q5. My dad has money. He just wants more of it. He lost some of it in the divorce, but he's determined to make it all back and then some. We live in a great house six blocks from the ocean now and I don't have to worry about much. Other than having friends my senior of high school. "Claire's daughter said she was happy to take you," he explains as we drive. "I just thought that might be better than showing up alone on the first day." "Okay." We stop at the red light and he looks at me. "You look great." "Thanks." There's an awkward pause. "I know this is all hard, but it'll be okay," he says. "You just have to give it a chance. I know you miss your friends. But did it suck to spend the last two weeks at the beach?" Well, I didn't really have friends to miss, Dad, because I was loner there. "No," I say. "It was good." "Your tan looks good anyway." I don't say anything and the light changes to green. The car lurches forward. "I appreciate you doing all of this, Pres," he says. "You could've made it harder on me, but you didn't. I know it's not the plan you had, but thank you for giving it a chance." I'm not sure I had another choice. Claire's house is five minutes from ours, a cut yellow bungalow with a perfectly cut yard out frond and roses of nearly color beneath the front window. A gleaming white Mini Cooper is idling in the driveway and I can see a shadowed head inside of it. "That's Bridget there," my dad says, pointing at the car. "Claire texted me and said she'd be in her car, waiting." My stomach ties into one gigantic knot. "Okay." My dad puts his hand on my shoulder. "It's gonna be great. It'll feel like you've been here for forever before you know it. I promise." I pick my bag up off the floor. "I know. You're right. I'll see you tonight." "I'll probably be late," he says. "So don't worry about dinner for me." I get out of the car and stare at the Mini idling in the driveway. All kinds of awkward. I close the door, give my dad a half wave, and make the death march over to my ride. I'm not sure what I'm expecting, but Bridget isn't it. I peer in the window of the car and she's looking over at me, smiling. She reaches over and pushes the door open. "Presley?" she says. "I'm Bridget." "Hey," I say. "Nice to meet you." "If you get in now, we've still got time to get coffee on our way," she says. "If you like coffee?" It's like I've been given a lifeline. I slide into the seat. "I would love coffee." She laughs. "I can barely function without it." Bridget is knock out gorgeous. Jet black hair to the middle of her back, a tight red v-necked T-shirt with perfect curves underneath. Denim shorts that show off her long legs. She smells like the roses in her front yard. "I appreciate the ride," I say as we back out. "I know this is weird." "Please," she says, eyeing the mirror. "Can't imagine having to do the first day at Sunset Beach on your own, particularly senior year." She smiles again. "This way I can point you in the right directions so you don't waste your time going in the wrong ones." "That would be awesome." "Don't be offended by this," she says. "Are you a cheerleader?" "Um, no." "Thank Jesus," she says, slapping her palm against the steering wheel. "I mean, you're kinda hot and all put together, so it can be hard to tell." She glances at me. "Rule number one at Sunset is that the cheerleaders suck hip." I laugh. "Isn't that the way it is everywhere?" "Pretty much," she says, nodding. "And I'm just warning you now. You are gonna be fresh meat. prick football players are gonna flock as soon as we hit the lot." "prick football players," I says. "So two things are the same everywhere." She holds up a fist. "Word, girlfriend." I bump her fist with mine and my stomach starts to unclench. As she drives, she fills me in on teachers and classes and other kids and what to expect. She doesn't have to tell me all of this, but I'm relaxing by the second as we go. We pull into the drive thru of a place called Seaside Coffee and she orders two large iced coffees. She might be my soulmate. By the time we get to the school, I'm almost nerve free. She whips the Mini through the parking lot and jerks it to a stop right in front of a painted parking stall. She points to it. "See that? They auction parking spots to seniors at the end of junior year and then you get to paint your spot. This is mine." "That is awesome," I say, looking at the pink and yellow sunset painted over a very blue ocean. "You did that?" "I did that," she says, proudly. "And no one else can put their hip in this spot all year." She pulls into the lot and we get out. The lot is nearly full and clusters of other kids are walking toward the concrete and glass building. "What are you doing tonight?" Bridget asks. "Tonight? Nothing. My dad has to work late." She grips my elbow. "Perfect. There's a back to school night down at The Hump." "The Hump?" "Place down by the beach," she says. "You're coming and I can show you." "I don't know if--" She squeezes my elbow. "You're coming, Presley." She stops walking and looks me right in the eye. "Look, when my mom asked if I could give her boss's daughter a ride because she was new, I thought you might end up being some little troll that didn't speak or, even worse, a cheerleader." She smiled. "But you're not. I know this has to suck, but I can make it suck a little less. So you're coming tonight." She pauses. "Where's your phone?" I pull it from my hip. "Give me your number," she says, whipping hers out. "So I can find you during the day and see how you're doing. And meet me here at twelve for lunch. It's open campus and we'll go get burgers. Cool?" She was taking care of every first day worry I had. I mean, I never went to a single party back in Virginia and now she's invited me to the first one of the year and making sure I'm not solo for lunch. "Yeah, totally. But you don't have to do this." I give her my number. "I'll be okay." "I want to," she says, then recites her number for me. She starts to say something else, but her eyes drift over my shoulder and her smile fades. "Okay. Test number one. Prick football players incoming." I turn around. Three boys, all in blue and white lettermen jackets, all large, all heading our way. The one in the middle has short dark hair, gray eyes, and shoulders like square blocks. They aren't quite as good looking as the boys I'd run into on the beach, but they're close. "Hey Bridge," the dark haired boy asks. "Who's your pal?" "This is Presley," she says. "Presley, these are the pricks." "So unfair and uptight," he says. "She got the d part right. I'm Derek. And this is Evan and this is Pritch." He winks at me. "Where exactly did you come from?" It's right then that I make the decision. At my old school, I would've shut up. I would've been too intimidated to say anything. But I don't have to be the same girl I was there. I can be someone new in Sunset Beach. "Her car?" I say. "Did you not see me get out of it?" I look at Bridget. "Every guy I've met here so far asks the dumbest questions." Bridget busts out laughing. Derek is red-faced and his friends look no less amused. "I'd be nice to me if I were you," he says. "I run this place and I can make or break your life here." "Feels like the only thing you run is your mouth," I say. Bridget links her arm with mine. "See you later, boys." She leads me away from them and leans into me. "You are going to fit in perfectly." I want nothing more than that to be true. | Fanta001 | 4 | https://www.facebook.com/61563419381683/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195082 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634328 | 1634 | b.myfantasyapp.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://b.myfantasyapp.com/ad/bXlmYW50YXN5LzMyNTQ2OS8yMDI0MTAxNDEwMjU1Ni9wYWdl?adid={{ad.id}} | 4.1868250131908E+14 | Fanta001 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462891980_1087048849654497_4725490634981744590_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=EEiytVAKeuYQ7kNvgEpH8vd&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AgROJs9sG72OusaRJR2y27V&oh=00_AYAGI5JfOqF1y7UssK24Bv3OVmw_4kTE_7gk6uo2k6A8bw&oe=67144638 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. โ The prick is blocking the sun. I'm lying on the beach on the last day before the first day of my senior year, trying to darken my skin for one more day before school starts. Given that my father moved me to Sunset Beach at the end of my junior year, all the way across the country from my old home in Virginia, I didn't have much else to do. I don't know a single person in town and I'm already anxious about the first day tomorrow, wondering if anyone will even talk to me or if I'll be forced stare at my phone all day in an attempt to not acknowledge the fact that I'm the new girl in school. But now The prick is blocking my sun. I call him that because he walks like that guy. Chest out, like he owns the beach. He's phenomenal looking and he knows it and he knows the rest of us know it. Everything is easy for him, even walking in the sand. So I already know he's gonna be The prick. "You're new," he says. "To the planet?" I say. "No. I'm not." He smiles and his teeth are snow white against his bronze skin and his sun pecked blonde hair. His jaw could cut stone and his eyes are bluer than the ocean behind him. The surfboard under his arms looks nearly as hard as the ripples in his abs. The prick is smoking hot. "New and funny," he says. "What a combo." He turns over his shoulder. "Brett, we've got a funny one." Brett trudges up sand and plants his board in the sand next to The prick. Brett is almost as good looking. An inch shorter, dark hair, green eyes, a chest like a cutting board. Barbed wire tattooed around each of his biceps. He didn't smile. "Funny chicks are usually pains in my hip." "I like funny chicks," another guy says, coming up on The prick's left. "They usually don't think twice about giving it up." Third Guy is in a tie for second with Brett for best looking. Shoulder length brown hair, broad shoulders, eyes that matched his hair. All three of them are wet, having just come from the ocean and their waves. I'd seen them out on the water, envious of how they moved on their boards. I can surf, the result of summer trips to Florida when I was younger, but I'm not that good. "Where you from, New Girl?" The prick asks. "Not sure it's any of your business," I say. His smile darkens just a fraction. "You're kind of rude." "And you're blocking my sun." He jams his board into the sand, standing it on end. "Just trying to be friendly." "I think you're doing it wrong." Third Guy chuckles. The prick just stares at me. I look around. There are other people on the beach, but not near us. It becomes super clear to me that I'm on my own with the three of them. And I realize I'm uncomfortable. But I can't help myself. "And I think you're a prick," I say to Brett. He laughs, like he's heard that a million times. "I'll show you a prick if you wanna see one, honey." "Not interested," I say. "You will be," he says. "You still haven't answered the question," The prick says. I stare back at him. Jesus, is he good looking. Stop-what-you're-doing-and-fantasize good looking. "I'm aware." "It's not a hard question," he says. "Maybe she wants something hard, though," Third Guy says. I look at him. "Not sure you're up for the job, Champ." Third Guy doesn't like that and shuffles closer in the sand. "How about if we see?" Now, I'm for real uncomfortable. I sit up. I throw my keys and sandals in my bag and stand up. None of them move, eyeing me like I'm dinner. "This has been fun, boys," I say. "But I think I'm going home." The prick finally takes notice of my beat up surfboard next to my towel. He pushes the edge of it with his sand covered toe. "This yours?" "What gave it away?" I ask. He picks it up by the nose, gives it the once over, then lets it fall back to the sand. "It's a prick." "Takes one to know one," I say, picking up my towel and shaking it out. Third Guy and Brett back up, The prick holds his ground. The prick smiles. My stomach flips, then flops, then flips some more. Why does he have to be so good looking? "Happy to teach you how to ride," he says. His pals snicker. "I'm good," I say, picking up my board. "I think I'll have to be the judge of that," The prick says. "Good luck with that." "I don't need luck, honey," he says and tilts his head to the side. Drops of water from the ocean glisten on his perfect chest. "I take what I want when I want it." I pull my shorts on over my bikini bottoms. "No need to cover up the show," Brett says. "You don't have tickets," I say, grabbing my bag and picking up my board. "What a mouth," Third Guy says. "I wonder if it can do other things besides talk." Brett laughs, but The prick just keeps staring at me, trying to melt me with those blue eyes. It's almost working. "It can," I say. "But unfortunately for you, it doesn't go anywhere near prick." Third Guy glowers at me. The corner of The prick's perfect mouth turns upward into something that almost looks like a smile. But there's something about it that feels more threatening than friendly. It's ninety something degrees out but suddenly I'm chilled. I sling the bag over my shoulder. "I wish I could say it's been a pleasure, but I don't like to lie. See you around." I turn to go. "I'm not sure," The prick says. Against my better judgement, I stop and turn around. "About what?" "Which view of you I like better," he says. "The front was outstanding. But turns out the rear is up to the challenge." He looks me up and down, the corner of that mouth still turned upward. "I'm just not sure." His pals laugh, clearly amused by the fact that I'm at a loss for words. Brett holds out a fist to The prick. "Well done, Trevor." Trevor bumps fists with him, but keeps his eyes on me. The prick's name is Trevor. "Presley! Are you about ready?" I'm not ready. It's the next morning and I'm standing in front of the mirror, trying to convince myself that I'm ready for the first day of my senior year at a new high school. I've braided my long brown hair and pulled on the yellow linen tank top and my favorite denim skirt. I spent an extra twenty minutes on my makeup, trying to make sure it looked like I didn't spend an extra twenty minutes on my makeup. Silver sandals on my feet. I look good and if it had been the first day back at my old school, I would've at least felt like I knew what I was doing. I would've been driving to school on my own, stopping at the coffee shop on the way to school, getting my drink, and praying that my last year wouldn't suck as bad as my first three years did. Instead, I am hiding in my room, avoiding my dad's pleas to come out so he can drop me off at his paralegal's house so that woman's daughter can drive me to school. Have I mentioned I've never met this girl? "Presley!" he yells. "We gotta go!" "I'm coming," I say. I sigh, check the mirror one last time, and grab my backpack. I throw it over my shoulder and look at the mirror again. "Please don't let today suck," I say. My father is waiting at the bottom of the stairs. He's wearing a dark navy suit, light blue shirt, and a red tie. His dark hair is flecked with gray and he's good looking for a dad, according to my friends. My mother, however, thought that the lawyer she worked for was better looking, so she left him and moved to Washington. So it's me and my dad and that's okay most of the time. He tries, but he's also busy trying to get his new law practice off the ground. The reason we moved to Sunset Beach from Virginia was because he was able to snag one giant client and it would mean steady work for the next two years. The client lives in Sunset Beach and he wants to be near him for meetings and stuff like that. He pitched it to me as living near the beach and all the fun we'd be able to have, but I knew that any fun that I found would be most likely on my own. But it's still way better than living with my mom. And I'm hoping it'll be different for me here. He looks up at me. "We're going to be late, Pres. Come on." "Sorry," I mumble. "Did you eat?" he asks. "No, I'm fine," I say. "You can grab a granola bar or something." I shake my head. "I'm fine." He smiled. "Senior year. Are you ready?" "Nope." "Come on, it'll be good." "Sure," I say, avoiding his eyes. He sighs and we head to the garage to climb into his green Audi Q5. My dad has money. He just wants more of it. He lost some of it in the divorce, but he's determined to make it all back and then some. We live in a great house six blocks from the ocean now and I don't have to worry about much. Other than having friends my senior of high school. "Claire's daughter said she was happy to take you," he explains as we drive. "I just thought that might be better than showing up alone on the first day." "Okay." We stop at the red light and he looks at me. "You look great." "Thanks." There's an awkward pause. "I know this is all hard, but it'll be okay," he says. "You just have to give it a chance. I know you miss your friends. But did it suck to spend the last two weeks at the beach?" Well, I didn't really have friends to miss, Dad, because I was loner there. "No," I say. "It was good." "Your tan looks good anyway." I don't say anything and the light changes to green. The car lurches forward. "I appreciate you doing all of this, Pres," he says. "You could've made it harder on me, but you didn't. I know it's not the plan you had, but thank you for giving it a chance." I'm not sure I had another choice. Claire's house is five minutes from ours, a cut yellow bungalow with a perfectly cut yard out frond and roses of nearly color beneath the front window. A gleaming white Mini Cooper is idling in the driveway and I can see a shadowed head inside of it. "That's Bridget there," my dad says, pointing at the car. "Claire texted me and said she'd be in her car, waiting." My stomach ties into one gigantic knot. "Okay." My dad puts his hand on my shoulder. "It's gonna be great. It'll feel like you've been here for forever before you know it. I promise." I pick my bag up off the floor. "I know. You're right. I'll see you tonight." "I'll probably be late," he says. "So don't worry about dinner for me." I get out of the car and stare at the Mini idling in the driveway. All kinds of awkward. I close the door, give my dad a half wave, and make the death march over to my ride. I'm not sure what I'm expecting, but Bridget isn't it. I peer in the window of the car and she's looking over at me, smiling. She reaches over and pushes the door open. "Presley?" she says. "I'm Bridget." "Hey," I say. "Nice to meet you." "If you get in now, we've still got time to get coffee on our way," she says. "If you like coffee?" It's like I've been given a lifeline. I slide into the seat. "I would love coffee." She laughs. "I can barely function without it." Bridget is knock out gorgeous. Jet black hair to the middle of her back, a tight red v-necked T-shirt with perfect curves underneath. Denim shorts that show off her long legs. She smells like the roses in her front yard. "I appreciate the ride," I say as we back out. "I know this is weird." "Please," she says, eyeing the mirror. "Can't imagine having to do the first day at Sunset Beach on your own, particularly senior year." She smiles again. "This way I can point you in the right directions so you don't waste your time going in the wrong ones." "That would be awesome." "Don't be offended by this," she says. "Are you a cheerleader?" "Um, no." "Thank Jesus," she says, slapping her palm against the steering wheel. "I mean, you're kinda hot and all put together, so it can be hard to tell." She glances at me. "Rule number one at Sunset is that the cheerleaders suck hip." I laugh. "Isn't that the way it is everywhere?" "Pretty much," she says, nodding. "And I'm just warning you now. You are gonna be fresh meat. prick football players are gonna flock as soon as we hit the lot." "prick football players," I says. "So two things are the same everywhere." She holds up a fist. "Word, girlfriend." I bump her fist with mine and my stomach starts to unclench. As she drives, she fills me in on teachers and classes and other kids and what to expect. She doesn't have to tell me all of this, but I'm relaxing by the second as we go. We pull into the drive thru of a place called Seaside Coffee and she orders two large iced coffees. She might be my soulmate. By the time we get to the school, I'm almost nerve free. She whips the Mini through the parking lot and jerks it to a stop right in front of a painted parking stall. She points to it. "See that? They auction parking spots to seniors at the end of junior year and then you get to paint your spot. This is mine." "That is awesome," I say, looking at the pink and yellow sunset painted over a very blue ocean. "You did that?" "I did that," she says, proudly. "And no one else can put their hip in this spot all year." She pulls into the lot and we get out. The lot is nearly full and clusters of other kids are walking toward the concrete and glass building. "What are you doing tonight?" Bridget asks. "Tonight? Nothing. My dad has to work late." She grips my elbow. "Perfect. There's a back to school night down at The Hump." "The Hump?" "Place down by the beach," she says. "You're coming and I can show you." "I don't know if--" She squeezes my elbow. "You're coming, Presley." She stops walking and looks me right in the eye. "Look, when my mom asked if I could give her boss's daughter a ride because she was new, I thought you might end up being some little troll that didn't speak or, even worse, a cheerleader." She smiled. "But you're not. I know this has to suck, but I can make it suck a little less. So you're coming tonight." She pauses. "Where's your phone?" I pull it from my hip. "Give me your number," she says, whipping hers out. "So I can find you during the day and see how you're doing. And meet me here at twelve for lunch. It's open campus and we'll go get burgers. Cool?" She was taking care of every first day worry I had. I mean, I never went to a single party back in Virginia and now she's invited me to the first one of the year and making sure I'm not solo for lunch. "Yeah, totally. But you don't have to do this." I give her my number. "I'll be okay." "I want to," she says, then recites her number for me. She starts to say something else, but her eyes drift over my shoulder and her smile fades. "Okay. Test number one. Prick football players incoming." I turn around. Three boys, all in blue and white lettermen jackets, all large, all heading our way. The one in the middle has short dark hair, gray eyes, and shoulders like square blocks. They aren't quite as good looking as the boys I'd run into on the beach, but they're close. "Hey Bridge," the dark haired boy asks. "Who's your pal?" "This is Presley," she says. "Presley, these are the pricks." "So unfair and uptight," he says. "She got the d part right. I'm Derek. And this is Evan and this is Pritch." He winks at me. "Where exactly did you come from?" It's right then that I make the decision. At my old school, I would've shut up. I would've been too intimidated to say anything. But I don't have to be the same girl I was there. I can be someone new in Sunset Beach. "Her car?" I say. "Did you not see me get out of it?" I look at Bridget. "Every guy I've met here so far asks the dumbest questions." Bridget busts out laughing. Derek is red-faced and his friends look no less amused. "I'd be nice to me if I were you," he says. "I run this place and I can make or break your life here." "Feels like the only thing you run is your mouth," I say. Bridget links her arm with mine. "See you later, boys." She leads me away from them and leans into me. "You are going to fit in perfectly." I want nothing more than that to be true. | Fanta001 | 4 | https://www.facebook.com/61563419381683/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195798 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004064 | 1746634328 | 1634 | fbweb.moboreader.net | Learn more | IMAGE | Read more | https://fbweb.moboreader.net/46526322-fb_contact-enj57-1125-core1.html?adid={{ad.id}}&char=066827&accid=1600823597386213&rawadid=120213238798790687 | 2.2788780707259E+14 | Lovestory-hh | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462831171_888976483177499_7101853005911500199_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=vEDuGCE2JoMQ7kNvgHFHrGB&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AW1ucEZX8J0LsxF3Q-mKJtu&oh=00_AYBC5-nJl7Qc_f1A16qtvrZUkheyDDCZ3oaeDiVq4jjoRA&oe=671437EE | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | My husband is deeply in love with his first love. When I told him jokingly that I was pregnant, he told me seriously: "You can't have this baby." I loved him, but I didn't want to love him blindly, so I ran away. Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8167 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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To get my last chance of having a baby, I decided to find a donor, but an accident happened and now I'm pregnant with the most heartless billionaire's baby! And he's a werewolf? #Chapter 1- Betray Ella's POV โIโm sorry Ella.โ My physician says gently. โIโm afraid you have very few viable eggs remaining. Frankly, I normally see these numbers in women ten or fifteen years your senior.โ โWhat?โ I murmur, not believing my ears. Iโve been trying to get pregnant for years. Iโm only 30, I should have plenty of eggs left. โIn terms of fertility, you have very little time left.โ She continues. โIf you want to conceive, you need to do so before your next cycle begins.โ โMy next cycle?โ I repeat, my mouth hanging open in shock. I love kids more than anything, and though it might not be everyoneโs ambition, I want nothing more than to be a mother. I have to get home and tell my boyfriend this news, and thereโs not a moment to waste. I make it home in record time, bursting through the door and opening my mouth to call for Mike, but stopping dead in my tracks. As soon as I walk inside, I see a pair of high heels and a handbag by the door โ neither of which belong to me. I turn my ears towards the bedroom, and my stomach churns when I hear the unmistakable sound, accompanied by a steady thump thump thump, as the bed collides with the wall. Worse even than realizing that Mike is clearly in there with another woman, is realizing who heโs with. I know that handbag, and I know those shoes โ they belong to my best friend, Kate. โF. Ella is so stupid.โ Mike laughs, โcan you believe she actually expects me to have a baby with her?โ Kate snorts, โsheโs delusional. I donโt know how you put up with her for so long in the first place.โ โIf she wasnโt so beautiful I never would have given her the time of day.โ Mike scoffs. โThankfully daily doses of plan B kept her from ever conceiving.โ โThe morning after pill?โ Kate asks, โhow did you manage to give it to her without her realizing?โ โI put it in her morning coffee.โ Mike chortles, sounding far too proud of himself. My vision goes completely red as everything finally falls into place. Suddenly itโs clear why Iโve never been able to get pregnant, despite having unprotected s/x multiple times a week for years. Itโs even clear how I could have the eggs of a 45-year-old, if my despicable partner has been secretly feeding me emergency contraceptives every day โ thereโs no telling what other damage that might have done to my reproductive system. Before I can think better of it, I pull the smoke alarm on the wall, wanting to frighten and punish the pair in the bedroom so fiercely that I fear I might attack them when they emerge. Water immediately sprays down from the sprinkler system mounted to the ceiling as a shrill siren fills the air, and I hear Mike and Kate cry out in surprise. A few moments later, they come rushing out of the bedroom, stopping in their tracks when they see me looming in the doorway. Mikeโs eyes go comically wide, โWhat are you doing home so early?โ The snake has the nerve to sound affronted that I surprised him, when heโs the one whoโs been sneaking around behind my back for God knows how long. He seems to realize how suspicious it looks that he and Kate are standing there in their underwear and quickly adds, โKate came to see me so we could plan a surprise for your birthday, but then we spilled coffee all over our clothes so we had to change.โ Fire blazes in my veins, he must truly believe Iโm an idiot if he expects me to buy such a feeble excuse. Itโs a testament to their horrifically low opinion of me that they buy my act, and I vow to get my revenge one way or another. I canโt believe I wasted so many years โ my best years โ on this heartless man. And now he may have cost me my future too. As soon as the thought enters my head, I know I canโt afford to waste another moment on Mike, I have more important things to take care of. I make my excuses and rush across town for the second time that afternoon, running to the comforting arms of my surr0gate sister, Cora. Not only did we grow up together in the orphanage, but she became an OBGYN and now works for the most exclusive spe*m bank in the city. Iโve never gone to her before because I always imagined Mike and I would eventually conceive the natural way, but that clearly isnโt an option anymore. Even if I could find a man willing to have a baby with me in time, Iโm not eager to trust anyone after Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm going to have to do this on my own, and I know Cora can help me. I donโt have much money, but I have enough savings to pay for the insemination, especially since I basically have one shot and one shot only. When I arrive, all my plans to lay out my situation for Cora clearly and concisely go out the window, because the moment I see my sister I fall to pieces. She hugs and kisses me until my tears subside, slowly extracting the story from me piece by piece. When she hears about Mike and Kate she swears up a storm, but thatโs nothing compared to her reaction when I explain about my fertility. โThat little sh1t! Iโll kill him!โ She fumes, studying me with a worried expression. โElla, if your doctor was right this means you only have one chance to conceive.โ โI know.โ I sniffle. โAnd if this is going to be my only baby, I donโt want to take any chances. I want the best donor we can find.โ โDonโt you worry about that.โ Cora assures me, โWeโve got donations from actors, models, scientists โ itโs only the creme de la creme here.โ She glances at the door and lowers her voice. โYou didnโt hear it from me, but even Dominic Sinclair sent his samples here for testing.โ โDominic Sinclair? I repeat, โthe billionaire?โ Iโve seen the man around town, but we donโt exactly run in the same circles. He lives in the same neighborhood as my wealthy employer and often says hello to the children I nanny, but heโs always surrounded by bodyguards and is so intimidating I get goosebumps just thinking about him. โOh my god!.โ Cora slaps her hand over her mouth. โI wasnโt supposed to tell you that! I donโt know what I was thinking. Apparently heโs no stranger to fertility issues himself, and he trusted us to handle his swimmers over every other lab in the country. Iโve got his spe*m in the other room at this very moment.โ She frets, โBut Ella you canโt tell anyone, you have to promise me.โ โOf course!โ I agree immediately. โI know how important confidentiality is here.โ โThank you,โ Cora breathes. โNow, Iโm going to give you a dossier of our clients so you can pick a donor, and once youโve chosen weโll get you knocked up before you can even blink.โ Itโs not an easy decision, but eventually I choose a handsome surgeon whose photo practically makes me swoon. Cora leaves the room only long enough to prepare the sample, and though she looks a bit flustered when she returns, she quickly and professionally completes the insemination, holding my hand when the procedure is finished. โItโs all take care of now, Ella.โ She promises, โYou can come back in ten days to see if it worked.โ Ten days. I think dazedly. Ten days to decide my entire future. If only Iโd known that by the time those ten days were up, my future would no longer belong to me โ but to Dominic Sinclair himself. #Chapter 2 - Be Fired Ella Six days to go. I think, staring at the date circled on my calendar. Six days until I find out if my dreams are finally going to come trueโฆ, or if I have to figure out an entirely different plan for my life. Iโve thought about nothing else since Cora inseminated me last week, Iโm so anxious to find out if Iโm pregnant I havenโt even begun to process Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm trying to keep a level head, yet I canโt help but imagine my future with this new baby. Try as I might, I catch myself daydreaming about it constantly. I even find myself humming as I get ready for work in the morning. When I arrive at my employerโs estate in the most exclusive neighborhood in Moon Valley โ which basically makes it the most exclusive neighborhood in the world, since Moon Valley is one of the most expensive cities on the planet โ Iโm immediately greeted by two little voices shouting my name in excitement. โElla!โ The next thing I know, 3-year-old Millie is hugging my legs while her older brother, Jake, wraps his arms around my middle. โGood morning love puddles!โ I exclaim, returning their hugs. โAre you ready for the museum?โ โYeah!โ They cheer, racing out the door without even stopping to put on coats. It takes a bit of wrangling to get them back inside and bundled up for the cold winter day, but before long we set out into the snow. Jake races ahead of Millie and I, impatient to get to the science museum and not seeming to notice that his sisterโs tiny legs simply donโt move that fast. Chuckling, I lift Millie into my arms and settle her on my hip. โGoodness, youโre getting too big for this, munchkin.โ โNuh-uh,โ Millie grins, โYouโre justs too little.โ She might have a point. At five foot one, I donโt exactly have the kind of build suited to heavy lifting. Iโm in great shape, but Iโve never been particularly strong. โSmarty pants.โ I tease, laughing with the little girl. When I look back towards Jake, I realize heโs stopped a few feet ahead of us. My heart skips a beat when I realize why. Weโre in front of the Sinclair mansion, and its owner is currently standing in the middle of the sidewalk, his gaze searing me like a firebrand as I approach with Millie. Dominic Sinclair is just about the most handsome man Iโve ever seen, but heโs also one of the most terrifying. With dark hair and piercing green eyes, chiseled features and a body so muscular I could swoon, it doesnโt seem fair he gets to look so good and also be so rich. If I didnโt know better I might think it was his wealth or imposing height that makes him so intimidating, after all heโs at least six foot four, which means he towers over me and everyone else around him. However itโs neither of those things, thereโs simply an indefinable quality about the man that I canโt put my finger on, one which screams danger. He gives off this energy thatโs so raw and animalistic one forgets thereโs anyone else in the room. Taking a steadying breath, I close the distance between us so Millie can say hello. When she greets him, Dominic drags his attention from me and offers her a smile so genuine that it tugs at my heartstrings. As I watch him talk to my two young charges, I remember what Cora told me about his infertility struggles. He clearly loves children, and I feel a wave of empathy for him. If anyone knows what itโs like to yearn for a family of their own, itโs me. Jake is currently showing Dominic his new toy airplane, pulling the matchbox model from his pocket and demonstrating how far it can fly. With a great heave, he sends the toy gliding through the air, only to land in the middle of the street. Before any of us can say a word, Jake races after it, right into the busy road. โJake no, be careful!โ I cry, watching him dart out into the path of an oncoming car but feeling frozen by my fear. Before I can contemplate putting Millie down to go after him, a blur of movement whirrs past my vision. Iโve never seen anyone move so fast in my life. Dominic became little more than a hazy outline of himself, chasing after Jake and pulling him out of the way just before the car slams into them. The vehicleโs tires are still screeching when Dominic sets Jake down beside me, his expression suddenly very stern. โThat was very dangerous.โ He scolds gently. โYou should never go into the street without looking both ways first.โ Jake hangs his head. โIโm sorry, I didnโt want my plane to get runned over.โ โYou are a million times more important than a toy.โ Dominic tells him firmly, โand you scared your nanny half to death.โ โIโm sorry, Ella.โ Jake sniffles, looking up at me with wide eyes. โI know sweetheart, just donโt ever do that again.โ I breathe, cuddling him against my side. โThank you so much.โ I say to Dominic, feeling more grateful than I can express. โI have no idea how you moved so fast! It was like something out of a superhero film.โ โMust have been the adrenaline.โ Dominic shrugs, giving Millie another smile before taking his leave. โEnjoy the rest of your day, and stay out of the road young man!โ โYes sir!โ Jake calls after him, pocketing his airplane. โI really am sorry.โ He adds to me. โItโs forgotten.โ I tell him softly, though I take his hand so that he canโt run off again. โIt all happened so fast.โ I tell Cora later that night. โI mean the more I think about it, the more amazing it seems. One moment he was there, and the next he was gone. It was like magic.โ โThank goodness Jake is alright.โ She replies, but rather than looking relieved, her face is twisted into a deep grimace. Studying my sisterโs expression, I realize her grim demeanor is not just about Jakeโs near miss. Something else is wrong, and I actually feel guilty for not noticing sooner. โIs everything okay?โ Cora frowns, โNot really. But youโve got so much going on right now, itโs not important.โ โCora, donโt be ridiculous.โ I admonish. โWhatโs going on?โ โWell, speaking of Dominic Sinclair,โ She begins cryptically, โyou know that spe*m he sent to us for testing?โ โYeah,โ I confirm, wondering where on earth this was going. โItโs gone missingโฆ and Iโm the last person who saw it, not to mention it was in my custody.โ She explains, her voice becoming thick with emotion. โElla, I thinkโฆ I think Iโm going to be fired. And if thereโs an investigation I could lose my medical license.โ โWhat?โ I exclaim. โWhat do you mean itโs missing? It canโt just get up and walk away.โ โI know, I think someone had to steal it, but thereโs no way of knowing whoโs responsible. And it looks like Iโm going to have to take the blame.โ She shares, her eyes shining with tears. โCora, I canโt believe you didnโt tell me this sooner!โ I lament, โThey canโt fire you, it isnโt fair.โ โYou donโt understand, Dominic is one of our biggest donors.โ Cora explains. โAnd heโs furious, he basically wants my head on a platter.โ A week ago I might have believed there was no hope for Cora, but seeing how kind and understanding Dominic was with the kids today makes me wonder if he could really be so heartless. Surely if he understood that Cora would never be so irresponsible heโd show some leniency? I have to try and help her. I would do anything for my sister โ even begging a ruthless billionaire for mercy. #Chapter 3 - Request Ella Three days to go. I repeat these words to myself as I walk down the street, still preoccupied with my possible pregnancy, even as I prepare to go to bat for my sister. In some ways it's a coping mechanism: Iโm about to beg Dominic Sinclair to save Coraโs job, and I need a comforting thought to help me get through this. His bodyguards see me first, and I can see their mouths moving as they watch me move closer, no doubt notifying him of my presence. Approaching nervously behind Dominic, I wonder for the hundredth time if this is a mistake. Who am I to ask a favor from one of the most powerful men on the planet? Shaking myself, I tell the little voice in the back of my mind to shut up โ this is for Cora. I might not be brave for myself, but I can be brave for her. โMr. Sinclair?โ I ask hesitantly, feeling my heart pounding violently against my ribcage. He turns around and gazes imperiously down at me. โYes?โ โIโm Ella Reina, I nanny for Jake and Millie Graves.โ I begin, gnawing on my lower lip. His dark eyes catch on my mouth, and suddenly I feel like a frightened rabbit in front of a hungry wolf. โI know who you are, Ella.โ The sound of my name on his lips sends a shiver down my spine. He speaks the familiar syllables with so much purpose, as if they truly mean something to him. โOhโฆ well, I donโt mean to be impertinent, but Iโm friends with Dr Cora DanielsโฆโAs soon as I say her name, his expression closes off, and some unidentified emotion flashes in his eyes. โShe told me sheโs in trouble at work, and I know youโre one of the bankโs donors.โ I improvise. โI donโt know what Cora is being accused of, but Iโm sure sheโs innocent. She takes her job incredibly seriously, and she would never do anything to risk her career.โ โAnd what do you expect me to do about it?โ Dominic asks ominously. I can tell he doesnโt believe my weak story, his body language has changed completely, and I can feel his rising anger vibrating in the air around us. โI just thoughtโฆ I hoped that if you had any sway there, you might be able to put in a good word for her.โ I finish, feeling color flood my cheeks. Iโm both ashamed of myself for such a feeble attempt, but unsure how else to handle such a delicate topic. The last thing I want is to get Cora in even more trouble than before. Dominicโs jaw ticks as he watches me, and the voice in the back of my head urges me to run for it. โFrom what Iโve heard, your friend made a very serious mistake, and the consequences have been more than appropriate. The best thing she can do now is take responsibility for her mistakes, not sending you to do her dirty work for her.โ โI โ she didnโt, she doesnโt even know Iโm here! I swear.โ I plead. โIโve said all Iโm going to say on this matter.โ Dominic declares, turning away from me and striding into his house. The door slams shut behind him, and Iโm left with his various bodyguards. โYou need to leave now, miss.โ One of the men announces sharply. โI canโt.โ I moan, โhe has to understand, sheโs going to lose everything!โ โWeโre not going to ask you again.โ A second guard growls, a clear threat in his words. โPlease, sheโs innocent.โ I beg, โyou have to โโ before I can say anything more, the men grab me by the arms and begin trying to lead me off the property. Feeling truly desperate, I dig in my heels, deciding that my dignity is worth Coraโs entire future. โIโm begging you, if I could just talk to Mr. Sinclair.โ โYouโve already talked to him.โ The first guard grumbles, โand frankly youโre lucky he was as generous to you as he was. Your friend clearly told you things she shouldnโt.โ The next thing I know, theyโve thrown me off the property and onto the sidewalk so forcefully that I lose my balance, tumbling to the ground as tears spark in my eyes. The iron gates slam shut behind me, and I have no choice but to slink off before I can embarrass myself further. Of course, this was only the beginning of my misfortune. When I arrived at work the next day, I found that my keys no longer fit the locks on the front door. I knocked, overwhelmed with confusion, and a few minutes later the door swung open to reveal Jake and Millieโs furious mother. โMy keys arenโt working.โ I tell her, wondering why sheโs glaring at me so fiercely. โTheyโre not meant to.โ She answers coldly, โas of yesterday afternoon, your services were no longer required.โ โIโฆ youโre firing me?โ I squeak, not believing my ears. โWhy?โ โWe got a call from the neighbors.โ She explains haughtily, โapparently you let Jake run into the road the other day where he was almost hit by a car! And then yesterday you were seen making a fool of yourself at Dominic Sinclairโs home โ they said his bodyguards had to drag you off the grounds like a common criminal.โ โThat isnโt fair, that isnโt what happened!โ I plead. โJake through his toy into the road and ran after it, I didnโt let it happen, and what happened with Mr. Sinclair was a misunderstanding.โ โI donโt want to hear it.โ She hisses. โNow leave before I call the police.โ โPlease, canโt I at least say goodbye to the kids?โ I request, praying sheโll grant me this one kindness. โIโm dialing.โ She tells me simply, pulling her cell phone from her pocket. โNo!โ I raise my palms in supplication, โItโs okay, Iโll go.โ For the second time this week, I find myself shamefully retreating through this opulent neighborhood with tears streaming down my face. What hurts even worse than losing my job is the fact I didn't get to explain the situation to Jake and Millie, or see them one last time. Iโm sure their mother will tell them horrible things about me, despite the fact that Iโve been lovingly raising for them for the last two years. I know Dominic Sinclair is responsible for this. I donโt believe my ex-bossโs story about the neighbors for one moment. He clearly wanted to punish me, just like heโs having Cora punished. A rush of fury takes hold of me, and suddenly I wish I could punish him somehow. Itโs not like me to be so vindictive, but right now it truly feels like my entire life is falling apart, and itโs partly his fault. I spent all my money on the insemination, and without a job I have almost nothing. How am I ever going to afford to have a baby now? I guarantee Iโm not going to get a good reference from Jake and Millieโs mother. As if things werenโt already bad enough, when I return home I find a stack of bills in the mailbox and I donโt even recognize half the senders. I open them one by one, feeling my confusion and disbelief grow by the minute. As I look at the stores on the breakdown of charges, my suspicion grows: theyโre all Mikeโs favorite places. Is it possible he did this behind my back? That heโs been hiding the bills from me for monthsโฆ or years? I know heโll deny it if I confront him, which leaves me only one option. I have to call Kate. My former best friend might have betrayed me completely with her affair, but if anyone knows what Mike has been up to, itโs her. #Chapter 4 - Desperation Ella My hands are shaking as I dial Kateโs number. Have I ever been this angry? If I have I certainly canโt remember it now. โHello?โ Kate answers almost immediately, using a sickly sweet tone that screams of fakeness. โKate?โ I state bluntly. โAre you with Mike right now?โ Thereโs a pregnant pause on the other end of the line, before she weakly responds, โWhat? Of course not.โ โCome off it Kate, do you really think I don't know about your sh1t?โ I demand. โIโm not a complete idiot.โ โElla listenโโ She begins, obviously gearing up to give me some sort of excuse. โNo, I donโt even care about your little affair anymore โ but I need to talk to him right now.โ I declare fiercely. Thereโs another pause, and then Kateโs voice drops its innocent tone. โYou donโt care?โ She repeats, sounding truly shocked. โ You know Iโm already pregnant?โ I wasnโt prepared for that particular piece of news. I clench my hands into fists, feeling so furious I think I might actually break the phone with my tight grip, โAnd what, you think thatโs some sort of victory?โ I bite. โDoes he know youโre pregnant?โ I ask sharply, โbecause a man whoโs so afraid of responsibility that heโd poison me for years is probably willing to do it to anyone.โ โWell no, but he loves me, he would never โโ She tried to explain. โHe loved me too once.โ I cut her off. โAt least he said he did. Itโs amazing how charming he can be, considering what a shameless person he truly is. How do you think heโs going to support you and your child? He doesnโt even have a job.โ โOf course he does!โ She objects, โHe just didnโt tell you about it because he didnโt want you to bleed him dry. Heโs a stock broker.โ โOh Kate,โ I sigh, โPoor, gullible, stupid Kate. Heโs as much a stock broker as I am a wizard.โ โDonโt talk to me like that! Heโs got money, he lavishes it on me all the time!โ She insists. โWith fraudulent credit cards he took out in my name!โ I shout, losing my temper completely. โWhat?โ She squeaks. โThatโs right. Iโve only just found out โ heโs completely bankrupted me. Iโm calling the police and if I were you, Iโd check your own credit rating immediately, because Iโd be willing to be youโre next.โ I snap. โNo,โ she repeats weakly, โyouโre wrong, itโs different with me.โ My voice is getting thick with emotion now, but I canโt help it. โAnd frankly I donโt really care what happens to you Kate, but if youโre really pregnant then your baby deserves better than to be raised in a homeless shelter, and thatโs exactly where Mike will land you.โ I hang up before I start crying, not giving her a chance to respond. Why did I buy his lies about looking for work for so long? He crushed me little by little, all the while pretending to be so nice, and I let it happen. Never again. I decide. I wonโt ever let myself be fooled that way again. I still want to get my revenge on Mike, but first Iโve got to try and salvage whatโs left of my life. I have to go to the police and see if I can resolve these financial issuesโฆ I canโt have a baby if Iโm bankrupt, and I can only pray the police will help. โIโm very sorry Miss. Reina, but if your ex-partner has left the area, thereโs not much we can do about this.โ The police officer breaks this news to me about as gently as he might smash an ant beneath his boot. โIโll give you the police report to send to the credit card company, but thatโs the most help youโre going to get from us.โ Anger fills me to the brim. I guarantee heโd never treat my case with so little consideration or respect if I wasnโt an impoverished nanny. If I was a wealthy man like Dominic Sinclair, heโd be fawning at my feet, offering to go to any lengths to solve my problems. I storm out of the station before I can lose my temper, immediately calling the credit card companies. One by one they crush my hopes, telling me in no uncertain terms that unless a culprit is arrested in my case, Iโll be held responsible for the charges. As I hang up on the final call, I can feel the earth crumbling beneath my feet. How did it come to this? I literally have nothing. No one will hire me without a recommendation from my previous employer, which means I wonโt be able to pay rent or keep food on the table. Normally I might turn to Cora in such a time, but I canโt burden her with this when sheโs in the same boat. Tomorrow Iโll finally find out whether or not Iโm pregnant, and up until now the strange sensation Iโve been experiencing the last few days has been a comfort and source of hope. I donโt know how to explain it: itโs as if Iโm suddenly different somehow โ even though I canโt see any changes, I just have this intense knowing that Iโm no longer the same woman I was a week ago. I thought it was a sign the insemination worked, but now Iโm praying that itโs my imagination going overboard. At first I try to distract myself, turning on the TV and freezing when I see Dominic Sinclair on the news talking about all his good will initiatives in the community. โWhen our work is finished, the Moon Valley childrenโs home will be a place of love and community, motivated to find the best homes for every child in need...โ So much for the supposed philanthropist, I think bitterly. Turning a blind eye to the lives heโs selfishly ruining all the while pretending to be a friend of the downtrodden. A week ago I might have been touched by such a broadcast. I grew up in an orphanage, and I know just how terrible the conditions can be. Now however, I see nothing but his hypocrisy. Cora was an orphan too, she didnโt do anything wrong โ where is his compassion for her? Clearly itโs only for the TV cameras. Itโs a shame. Heโs very convincingโฆ then again, so was Mike. Of course Mike was never as handsome as Dominic Sinclair, nor did he ever have his charisma or imposing presence. I donโt know if Iโve ever met anyone like him. Even while he was refusing to help me, scolding me and having me thrown out the door, part of me was still taken in by his handsome features and pure magnetism. Shaking myself, I turn the TV off. What is wrong with me? The man is a heartless billionaire and Iโm still sitting here mooning over him like a silly schoolgirl. I end up going to bed early, trying not to think about tomorrow. Of course, I still lie awake late into the night โ I know what it means to grow up an orphan, and I canโt countenance bringing a child into the world just to abandon it to that bleak existence. The more my life unravels, the more stark my options become. If I am pregnantโฆ what should I do? #Chapter 5 - Pregnancy Test Ella Today I will know if I'm pregnant. Ten days ago I was heartsore but optimistic for the future, yearning for a baby more than anything else in the world. Now Iโm dreading the exam. However my trepidation soon gives way to surprise, because as soon as I enter the facility I have the strangest feeling that Dominic Sinclair is near. It takes me a while to actually find him, behind closed doors with Coraโs bosses in a luxurious, glass-walled conference room, but I donโt have the faintest idea how I knew he was present. I also donโt understand why I feel drawn to him: after all, heโs ruined both my sisterโs and my own life. I shouldnโt be excited to see him. Shaking myself out of my trance, I continue down the hall, though I feel the weight of dark eyes on my back as I retreat. Cora has clearly been crying when I arrive. Her eyes are red and her cheeks splotchy, though she tries to hide it. โHey.โ I greet her gently, wrapping her up in a hug. She leans into me, squeezing tight and lingering far longer than she usually would. โIs there any news?โ โSinclair is in there finalizing it all now. Iโm going to be given formal termination notice this afternoon.โ She shares, sniffling slightly. โIโm so sorry, honey.โ I croon, rubbing her back. โItโs okay.โ She lies, pulling away. โHow are you hanging in there?โ โNot very well.โ I confess. โIโm sort of dreading this, to be honest.โ โItโs amazing how fast things can change, huh?โ She asks, looking as though she might burst into tears. โI mean, what are we going to do, Elle?โ โWell figure it out.โ I promise. โWeโve been in tight spots before.โ I remind her, โremember the summer we slept in boxes on the street after we ran away from the orphanage?โ โYeah,โ She nods with a sad smile. โBut itโs winter now, I donโt think weโll last long in the elements. And you werenโt pregnant then.โ โYeah well, if Iโm pregnant nowโฆ.โ I canโt look her in the eyes as I say this, โI donโt think Iโm going to stay that way.โ โWhat?โ Cora exclaims, looking horrified. โBut this is your only chance! And we arenโt completely hopeless, youโve got time to try to figure out a plan B.โ That phrase alone reminds me of Mike, and I realize I havenโt shared my latest news with Cora. โI canโt afford a baby even if I do find a job. Iโm going to be paying off my debts for years to come.โ I share, filling her in on the details of Mike and Kateโs latest betrayal. โI canโt believe this!โ She bursts out when Iโm finished. โIt just isnโt fair, Ella! I mean, after everything weโve been through, we deserve a better future than this! You deserve to be a mom โ no one loves children more than you do.โ โAnd you deserve to be a doctor.โ I reply. โYou worked so hard.โ โLetโs just find out if I have to make that decision in the first place.โ I state, changing the subject. โI may not even be pregnant.โ Yet even as I say it, I can feel in my heart that I am. โOkay.โ Cora agrees, pulling a sterile cup wrapped in plastic from one of her cabinets. โYou know what to do.โ I take the cup and quickly duck into the bathroom to provide a urine sample, returning it to her almost immediately. I pace back and forth across the office as Cora runs the tests. โWell?โ I press, seeing the results pop up on her computer screen. She offers me a sad smile. โCongratulations little sister, youโre going to have a baby.โ I told myself that I wouldnโt fall to pieces no matter the results, but as soon as the words are out of her mouth Iโm crying. Iโve been waiting to hear those words for years and was beginning to think I never would. Itโs both unimaginable joy, and unimaginable pain. I never knew my heart could hold such conflicting emotions at the same time, let alone in such extremes. โReally?โ โReally.โ Cora confirms, hugging me. โCome on, letโs do an ultrasound. You can hear the heartbeat.โ โIsnโt it too early?โ I squeak. โJust one of the benefits of being at the finest lab in the country.โ Cora quips, the words bittersweet in her tongue. โOur technology is years ahead of whatโs available in public hospitals.โ Climbing onto the raised exam table, I lay back and lift my top, not bothering to change into a gown or cover my clothes with a sheet, I simply expose my flat belly as Cora wheels in an ultrasound on a cart. Within minutes, the machine emits a strange whoosh woosh woosh, and Cora squirts a dollop of jelly on my tummy. She pressed the wand to my skin, and before long a tiny heartbeat sounds โ making me cry all over again. However Cora is frowning deeply. โThis is so strange, the baby seems awfully large, but we tested you at your last visit to be sure you werenโt already pregnant.โ โWhat does that mean?โ I ask anxiously. โIs the father just a big guy?โ โI donโt just mean size โ I mean development.โ Cora purses her lips and furrows her brows as she studies the images, suddenly looking very worried. Sheโs whispering now, speaking to herself more than to me. โIt doesnโt look humanโฆ but that canโt beโฆ itโs not possible.โ โWhat are you talking about?โ I inquire, โHow can you tell? Isnโt it just a tiny blob?โ โAs I said, our tech is state of the art. It doesnโt just highlight shapes - it analyzes the molecular structure.โ Before she can say another word, the door bursts open, startling us both. To my shock and horror, Dominic Sinclair is standing in the doorframe, glaring at us as if weโve done something terrible. โWhatโs the meaning of this?โ He demands. โWhatโs the meaning of this?" 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To get my last chance of having a baby, I decided to find a donor, but an accident happened and now I'm pregnant with the most heartless billionaire's baby! And he's a werewolf? #Chapter 1- Betray Ella's POV โIโm sorry Ella.โ My physician says gently. โIโm afraid you have very few viable eggs remaining. Frankly, I normally see these numbers in women ten or fifteen years your senior.โ โWhat?โ I murmur, not believing my ears. Iโve been trying to get pregnant for years. Iโm only 30, I should have plenty of eggs left. โIn terms of fertility, you have very little time left.โ She continues. โIf you want to conceive, you need to do so before your next cycle begins.โ โMy next cycle?โ I repeat, my mouth hanging open in shock. I love kids more than anything, and though it might not be everyoneโs ambition, I want nothing more than to be a mother. I have to get home and tell my boyfriend this news, and thereโs not a moment to waste. I make it home in record time, bursting through the door and opening my mouth to call for Mike, but stopping dead in my tracks. As soon as I walk inside, I see a pair of high heels and a handbag by the door โ neither of which belong to me. I turn my ears towards the bedroom, and my stomach churns when I hear the unmistakable sound, accompanied by a steady thump thump thump, as the bed collides with the wall. Worse even than realizing that Mike is clearly in there with another woman, is realizing who heโs with. I know that handbag, and I know those shoes โ they belong to my best friend, Kate. โF. Ella is so stupid.โ Mike laughs, โcan you believe she actually expects me to have a baby with her?โ Kate snorts, โsheโs delusional. I donโt know how you put up with her for so long in the first place.โ โIf she wasnโt so beautiful I never would have given her the time of day.โ Mike scoffs. โThankfully daily doses of plan B kept her from ever conceiving.โ โThe morning after pill?โ Kate asks, โhow did you manage to give it to her without her realizing?โ โI put it in her morning coffee.โ Mike chortles, sounding far too proud of himself. My vision goes completely red as everything finally falls into place. Suddenly itโs clear why Iโve never been able to get pregnant, despite having unprotected s/x multiple times a week for years. Itโs even clear how I could have the eggs of a 45-year-old, if my despicable partner has been secretly feeding me emergency contraceptives every day โ thereโs no telling what other damage that might have done to my reproductive system. Before I can think better of it, I pull the smoke alarm on the wall, wanting to frighten and punish the pair in the bedroom so fiercely that I fear I might attack them when they emerge. Water immediately sprays down from the sprinkler system mounted to the ceiling as a shrill siren fills the air, and I hear Mike and Kate cry out in surprise. A few moments later, they come rushing out of the bedroom, stopping in their tracks when they see me looming in the doorway. Mikeโs eyes go comically wide, โWhat are you doing home so early?โ The snake has the nerve to sound affronted that I surprised him, when heโs the one whoโs been sneaking around behind my back for God knows how long. He seems to realize how suspicious it looks that he and Kate are standing there in their underwear and quickly adds, โKate came to see me so we could plan a surprise for your birthday, but then we spilled coffee all over our clothes so we had to change.โ Fire blazes in my veins, he must truly believe Iโm an idiot if he expects me to buy such a feeble excuse. Itโs a testament to their horrifically low opinion of me that they buy my act, and I vow to get my revenge one way or another. I canโt believe I wasted so many years โ my best years โ on this heartless man. And now he may have cost me my future too. As soon as the thought enters my head, I know I canโt afford to waste another moment on Mike, I have more important things to take care of. I make my excuses and rush across town for the second time that afternoon, running to the comforting arms of my surr0gate sister, Cora. Not only did we grow up together in the orphanage, but she became an OBGYN and now works for the most exclusive spe*m bank in the city. Iโve never gone to her before because I always imagined Mike and I would eventually conceive the natural way, but that clearly isnโt an option anymore. Even if I could find a man willing to have a baby with me in time, Iโm not eager to trust anyone after Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm going to have to do this on my own, and I know Cora can help me. I donโt have much money, but I have enough savings to pay for the insemination, especially since I basically have one shot and one shot only. When I arrive, all my plans to lay out my situation for Cora clearly and concisely go out the window, because the moment I see my sister I fall to pieces. She hugs and kisses me until my tears subside, slowly extracting the story from me piece by piece. When she hears about Mike and Kate she swears up a storm, but thatโs nothing compared to her reaction when I explain about my fertility. โThat little sh1t! Iโll kill him!โ She fumes, studying me with a worried expression. โElla, if your doctor was right this means you only have one chance to conceive.โ โI know.โ I sniffle. โAnd if this is going to be my only baby, I donโt want to take any chances. I want the best donor we can find.โ โDonโt you worry about that.โ Cora assures me, โWeโve got donations from actors, models, scientists โ itโs only the creme de la creme here.โ She glances at the door and lowers her voice. โYou didnโt hear it from me, but even Dominic Sinclair sent his samples here for testing.โ โDominic Sinclair? I repeat, โthe billionaire?โ Iโve seen the man around town, but we donโt exactly run in the same circles. He lives in the same neighborhood as my wealthy employer and often says hello to the children I nanny, but heโs always surrounded by bodyguards and is so intimidating I get goosebumps just thinking about him. โOh my god!.โ Cora slaps her hand over her mouth. โI wasnโt supposed to tell you that! I donโt know what I was thinking. Apparently heโs no stranger to fertility issues himself, and he trusted us to handle his swimmers over every other lab in the country. Iโve got his spe*m in the other room at this very moment.โ She frets, โBut Ella you canโt tell anyone, you have to promise me.โ โOf course!โ I agree immediately. โI know how important confidentiality is here.โ โThank you,โ Cora breathes. โNow, Iโm going to give you a dossier of our clients so you can pick a donor, and once youโve chosen weโll get you knocked up before you can even blink.โ Itโs not an easy decision, but eventually I choose a handsome surgeon whose photo practically makes me swoon. Cora leaves the room only long enough to prepare the sample, and though she looks a bit flustered when she returns, she quickly and professionally completes the insemination, holding my hand when the procedure is finished. โItโs all take care of now, Ella.โ She promises, โYou can come back in ten days to see if it worked.โ Ten days. I think dazedly. Ten days to decide my entire future. If only Iโd known that by the time those ten days were up, my future would no longer belong to me โ but to Dominic Sinclair himself. #Chapter 2 - Be Fired Ella Six days to go. I think, staring at the date circled on my calendar. Six days until I find out if my dreams are finally going to come trueโฆ, or if I have to figure out an entirely different plan for my life. Iโve thought about nothing else since Cora inseminated me last week, Iโm so anxious to find out if Iโm pregnant I havenโt even begun to process Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm trying to keep a level head, yet I canโt help but imagine my future with this new baby. Try as I might, I catch myself daydreaming about it constantly. I even find myself humming as I get ready for work in the morning. When I arrive at my employerโs estate in the most exclusive neighborhood in Moon Valley โ which basically makes it the most exclusive neighborhood in the world, since Moon Valley is one of the most expensive cities on the planet โ Iโm immediately greeted by two little voices shouting my name in excitement. โElla!โ The next thing I know, 3-year-old Millie is hugging my legs while her older brother, Jake, wraps his arms around my middle. โGood morning love puddles!โ I exclaim, returning their hugs. โAre you ready for the museum?โ โYeah!โ They cheer, racing out the door without even stopping to put on coats. It takes a bit of wrangling to get them back inside and bundled up for the cold winter day, but before long we set out into the snow. Jake races ahead of Millie and I, impatient to get to the science museum and not seeming to notice that his sisterโs tiny legs simply donโt move that fast. Chuckling, I lift Millie into my arms and settle her on my hip. โGoodness, youโre getting too big for this, munchkin.โ โNuh-uh,โ Millie grins, โYouโre justs too little.โ She might have a point. At five foot one, I donโt exactly have the kind of build suited to heavy lifting. Iโm in great shape, but Iโve never been particularly strong. โSmarty pants.โ I tease, laughing with the little girl. When I look back towards Jake, I realize heโs stopped a few feet ahead of us. My heart skips a beat when I realize why. Weโre in front of the Sinclair mansion, and its owner is currently standing in the middle of the sidewalk, his gaze searing me like a firebrand as I approach with Millie. Dominic Sinclair is just about the most handsome man Iโve ever seen, but heโs also one of the most terrifying. With dark hair and piercing green eyes, chiseled features and a body so muscular I could swoon, it doesnโt seem fair he gets to look so good and also be so rich. If I didnโt know better I might think it was his wealth or imposing height that makes him so intimidating, after all heโs at least six foot four, which means he towers over me and everyone else around him. However itโs neither of those things, thereโs simply an indefinable quality about the man that I canโt put my finger on, one which screams danger. He gives off this energy thatโs so raw and animalistic one forgets thereโs anyone else in the room. Taking a steadying breath, I close the distance between us so Millie can say hello. When she greets him, Dominic drags his attention from me and offers her a smile so genuine that it tugs at my heartstrings. As I watch him talk to my two young charges, I remember what Cora told me about his infertility struggles. He clearly loves children, and I feel a wave of empathy for him. If anyone knows what itโs like to yearn for a family of their own, itโs me. Jake is currently showing Dominic his new toy airplane, pulling the matchbox model from his pocket and demonstrating how far it can fly. With a great heave, he sends the toy gliding through the air, only to land in the middle of the street. Before any of us can say a word, Jake races after it, right into the busy road. โJake no, be careful!โ I cry, watching him dart out into the path of an oncoming car but feeling frozen by my fear. Before I can contemplate putting Millie down to go after him, a blur of movement whirrs past my vision. Iโve never seen anyone move so fast in my life. Dominic became little more than a hazy outline of himself, chasing after Jake and pulling him out of the way just before the car slams into them. The vehicleโs tires are still screeching when Dominic sets Jake down beside me, his expression suddenly very stern. โThat was very dangerous.โ He scolds gently. โYou should never go into the street without looking both ways first.โ Jake hangs his head. โIโm sorry, I didnโt want my plane to get runned over.โ โYou are a million times more important than a toy.โ Dominic tells him firmly, โand you scared your nanny half to death.โ โIโm sorry, Ella.โ Jake sniffles, looking up at me with wide eyes. โI know sweetheart, just donโt ever do that again.โ I breathe, cuddling him against my side. โThank you so much.โ I say to Dominic, feeling more grateful than I can express. โI have no idea how you moved so fast! It was like something out of a superhero film.โ โMust have been the adrenaline.โ Dominic shrugs, giving Millie another smile before taking his leave. โEnjoy the rest of your day, and stay out of the road young man!โ โYes sir!โ Jake calls after him, pocketing his airplane. โI really am sorry.โ He adds to me. โItโs forgotten.โ I tell him softly, though I take his hand so that he canโt run off again. โIt all happened so fast.โ I tell Cora later that night. โI mean the more I think about it, the more amazing it seems. One moment he was there, and the next he was gone. It was like magic.โ โThank goodness Jake is alright.โ She replies, but rather than looking relieved, her face is twisted into a deep grimace. Studying my sisterโs expression, I realize her grim demeanor is not just about Jakeโs near miss. Something else is wrong, and I actually feel guilty for not noticing sooner. โIs everything okay?โ Cora frowns, โNot really. But youโve got so much going on right now, itโs not important.โ โCora, donโt be ridiculous.โ I admonish. โWhatโs going on?โ โWell, speaking of Dominic Sinclair,โ She begins cryptically, โyou know that spe*m he sent to us for testing?โ โYeah,โ I confirm, wondering where on earth this was going. โItโs gone missingโฆ and Iโm the last person who saw it, not to mention it was in my custody.โ She explains, her voice becoming thick with emotion. โElla, I thinkโฆ I think Iโm going to be fired. And if thereโs an investigation I could lose my medical license.โ โWhat?โ I exclaim. โWhat do you mean itโs missing? It canโt just get up and walk away.โ โI know, I think someone had to steal it, but thereโs no way of knowing whoโs responsible. And it looks like Iโm going to have to take the blame.โ She shares, her eyes shining with tears. โCora, I canโt believe you didnโt tell me this sooner!โ I lament, โThey canโt fire you, it isnโt fair.โ โYou donโt understand, Dominic is one of our biggest donors.โ Cora explains. โAnd heโs furious, he basically wants my head on a platter.โ A week ago I might have believed there was no hope for Cora, but seeing how kind and understanding Dominic was with the kids today makes me wonder if he could really be so heartless. Surely if he understood that Cora would never be so irresponsible heโd show some leniency? I have to try and help her. I would do anything for my sister โ even begging a ruthless billionaire for mercy. #Chapter 3 - Request Ella Three days to go. I repeat these words to myself as I walk down the street, still preoccupied with my possible pregnancy, even as I prepare to go to bat for my sister. In some ways it's a coping mechanism: Iโm about to beg Dominic Sinclair to save Coraโs job, and I need a comforting thought to help me get through this. His bodyguards see me first, and I can see their mouths moving as they watch me move closer, no doubt notifying him of my presence. Approaching nervously behind Dominic, I wonder for the hundredth time if this is a mistake. Who am I to ask a favor from one of the most powerful men on the planet? Shaking myself, I tell the little voice in the back of my mind to shut up โ this is for Cora. I might not be brave for myself, but I can be brave for her. โMr. Sinclair?โ I ask hesitantly, feeling my heart pounding violently against my ribcage. He turns around and gazes imperiously down at me. โYes?โ โIโm Ella Reina, I nanny for Jake and Millie Graves.โ I begin, gnawing on my lower lip. His dark eyes catch on my mouth, and suddenly I feel like a frightened rabbit in front of a hungry wolf. โI know who you are, Ella.โ The sound of my name on his lips sends a shiver down my spine. He speaks the familiar syllables with so much purpose, as if they truly mean something to him. โOhโฆ well, I donโt mean to be impertinent, but Iโm friends with Dr Cora DanielsโฆโAs soon as I say her name, his expression closes off, and some unidentified emotion flashes in his eyes. โShe told me sheโs in trouble at work, and I know youโre one of the bankโs donors.โ I improvise. โI donโt know what Cora is being accused of, but Iโm sure sheโs innocent. She takes her job incredibly seriously, and she would never do anything to risk her career.โ โAnd what do you expect me to do about it?โ Dominic asks ominously. I can tell he doesnโt believe my weak story, his body language has changed completely, and I can feel his rising anger vibrating in the air around us. โI just thoughtโฆ I hoped that if you had any sway there, you might be able to put in a good word for her.โ I finish, feeling color flood my cheeks. Iโm both ashamed of myself for such a feeble attempt, but unsure how else to handle such a delicate topic. The last thing I want is to get Cora in even more trouble than before. Dominicโs jaw ticks as he watches me, and the voice in the back of my head urges me to run for it. โFrom what Iโve heard, your friend made a very serious mistake, and the consequences have been more than appropriate. The best thing she can do now is take responsibility for her mistakes, not sending you to do her dirty work for her.โ โI โ she didnโt, she doesnโt even know Iโm here! I swear.โ I plead. โIโve said all Iโm going to say on this matter.โ Dominic declares, turning away from me and striding into his house. The door slams shut behind him, and Iโm left with his various bodyguards. โYou need to leave now, miss.โ One of the men announces sharply. โI canโt.โ I moan, โhe has to understand, sheโs going to lose everything!โ โWeโre not going to ask you again.โ A second guard growls, a clear threat in his words. โPlease, sheโs innocent.โ I beg, โyou have to โโ before I can say anything more, the men grab me by the arms and begin trying to lead me off the property. Feeling truly desperate, I dig in my heels, deciding that my dignity is worth Coraโs entire future. โIโm begging you, if I could just talk to Mr. Sinclair.โ โYouโve already talked to him.โ The first guard grumbles, โand frankly youโre lucky he was as generous to you as he was. Your friend clearly told you things she shouldnโt.โ The next thing I know, theyโve thrown me off the property and onto the sidewalk so forcefully that I lose my balance, tumbling to the ground as tears spark in my eyes. The iron gates slam shut behind me, and I have no choice but to slink off before I can embarrass myself further. Of course, this was only the beginning of my misfortune. When I arrived at work the next day, I found that my keys no longer fit the locks on the front door. I knocked, overwhelmed with confusion, and a few minutes later the door swung open to reveal Jake and Millieโs furious mother. โMy keys arenโt working.โ I tell her, wondering why sheโs glaring at me so fiercely. โTheyโre not meant to.โ She answers coldly, โas of yesterday afternoon, your services were no longer required.โ โIโฆ youโre firing me?โ I squeak, not believing my ears. โWhy?โ โWe got a call from the neighbors.โ She explains haughtily, โapparently you let Jake run into the road the other day where he was almost hit by a car! And then yesterday you were seen making a fool of yourself at Dominic Sinclairโs home โ they said his bodyguards had to drag you off the grounds like a common criminal.โ โThat isnโt fair, that isnโt what happened!โ I plead. โJake through his toy into the road and ran after it, I didnโt let it happen, and what happened with Mr. Sinclair was a misunderstanding.โ โI donโt want to hear it.โ She hisses. โNow leave before I call the police.โ โPlease, canโt I at least say goodbye to the kids?โ I request, praying sheโll grant me this one kindness. โIโm dialing.โ She tells me simply, pulling her cell phone from her pocket. โNo!โ I raise my palms in supplication, โItโs okay, Iโll go.โ For the second time this week, I find myself shamefully retreating through this opulent neighborhood with tears streaming down my face. What hurts even worse than losing my job is the fact I didn't get to explain the situation to Jake and Millie, or see them one last time. Iโm sure their mother will tell them horrible things about me, despite the fact that Iโve been lovingly raising for them for the last two years. I know Dominic Sinclair is responsible for this. I donโt believe my ex-bossโs story about the neighbors for one moment. He clearly wanted to punish me, just like heโs having Cora punished. A rush of fury takes hold of me, and suddenly I wish I could punish him somehow. Itโs not like me to be so vindictive, but right now it truly feels like my entire life is falling apart, and itโs partly his fault. I spent all my money on the insemination, and without a job I have almost nothing. How am I ever going to afford to have a baby now? I guarantee Iโm not going to get a good reference from Jake and Millieโs mother. As if things werenโt already bad enough, when I return home I find a stack of bills in the mailbox and I donโt even recognize half the senders. I open them one by one, feeling my confusion and disbelief grow by the minute. As I look at the stores on the breakdown of charges, my suspicion grows: theyโre all Mikeโs favorite places. Is it possible he did this behind my back? That heโs been hiding the bills from me for monthsโฆ or years? I know heโll deny it if I confront him, which leaves me only one option. I have to call Kate. My former best friend might have betrayed me completely with her affair, but if anyone knows what Mike has been up to, itโs her. #Chapter 4 - Desperation Ella My hands are shaking as I dial Kateโs number. Have I ever been this angry? If I have I certainly canโt remember it now. โHello?โ Kate answers almost immediately, using a sickly sweet tone that screams of fakeness. โKate?โ I state bluntly. โAre you with Mike right now?โ Thereโs a pregnant pause on the other end of the line, before she weakly responds, โWhat? Of course not.โ โCome off it Kate, do you really think I don't know about your sh1t?โ I demand. โIโm not a complete idiot.โ โElla listenโโ She begins, obviously gearing up to give me some sort of excuse. โNo, I donโt even care about your little affair anymore โ but I need to talk to him right now.โ I declare fiercely. Thereโs another pause, and then Kateโs voice drops its innocent tone. โYou donโt care?โ She repeats, sounding truly shocked. โ You know Iโm already pregnant?โ I wasnโt prepared for that particular piece of news. I clench my hands into fists, feeling so furious I think I might actually break the phone with my tight grip, โAnd what, you think thatโs some sort of victory?โ I bite. โDoes he know youโre pregnant?โ I ask sharply, โbecause a man whoโs so afraid of responsibility that heโd poison me for years is probably willing to do it to anyone.โ โWell no, but he loves me, he would never โโ She tried to explain. โHe loved me too once.โ I cut her off. โAt least he said he did. Itโs amazing how charming he can be, considering what a shameless person he truly is. How do you think heโs going to support you and your child? He doesnโt even have a job.โ โOf course he does!โ She objects, โHe just didnโt tell you about it because he didnโt want you to bleed him dry. Heโs a stock broker.โ โOh Kate,โ I sigh, โPoor, gullible, stupid Kate. Heโs as much a stock broker as I am a wizard.โ โDonโt talk to me like that! Heโs got money, he lavishes it on me all the time!โ She insists. โWith fraudulent credit cards he took out in my name!โ I shout, losing my temper completely. โWhat?โ She squeaks. โThatโs right. Iโve only just found out โ heโs completely bankrupted me. Iโm calling the police and if I were you, Iโd check your own credit rating immediately, because Iโd be willing to be youโre next.โ I snap. โNo,โ she repeats weakly, โyouโre wrong, itโs different with me.โ My voice is getting thick with emotion now, but I canโt help it. โAnd frankly I donโt really care what happens to you Kate, but if youโre really pregnant then your baby deserves better than to be raised in a homeless shelter, and thatโs exactly where Mike will land you.โ I hang up before I start crying, not giving her a chance to respond. Why did I buy his lies about looking for work for so long? He crushed me little by little, all the while pretending to be so nice, and I let it happen. Never again. I decide. I wonโt ever let myself be fooled that way again. I still want to get my revenge on Mike, but first Iโve got to try and salvage whatโs left of my life. I have to go to the police and see if I can resolve these financial issuesโฆ I canโt have a baby if Iโm bankrupt, and I can only pray the police will help. โIโm very sorry Miss. Reina, but if your ex-partner has left the area, thereโs not much we can do about this.โ The police officer breaks this news to me about as gently as he might smash an ant beneath his boot. โIโll give you the police report to send to the credit card company, but thatโs the most help youโre going to get from us.โ Anger fills me to the brim. I guarantee heโd never treat my case with so little consideration or respect if I wasnโt an impoverished nanny. If I was a wealthy man like Dominic Sinclair, heโd be fawning at my feet, offering to go to any lengths to solve my problems. I storm out of the station before I can lose my temper, immediately calling the credit card companies. One by one they crush my hopes, telling me in no uncertain terms that unless a culprit is arrested in my case, Iโll be held responsible for the charges. As I hang up on the final call, I can feel the earth crumbling beneath my feet. How did it come to this? I literally have nothing. No one will hire me without a recommendation from my previous employer, which means I wonโt be able to pay rent or keep food on the table. Normally I might turn to Cora in such a time, but I canโt burden her with this when sheโs in the same boat. Tomorrow Iโll finally find out whether or not Iโm pregnant, and up until now the strange sensation Iโve been experiencing the last few days has been a comfort and source of hope. I donโt know how to explain it: itโs as if Iโm suddenly different somehow โ even though I canโt see any changes, I just have this intense knowing that Iโm no longer the same woman I was a week ago. I thought it was a sign the insemination worked, but now Iโm praying that itโs my imagination going overboard. At first I try to distract myself, turning on the TV and freezing when I see Dominic Sinclair on the news talking about all his good will initiatives in the community. โWhen our work is finished, the Moon Valley childrenโs home will be a place of love and community, motivated to find the best homes for every child in need...โ So much for the supposed philanthropist, I think bitterly. Turning a blind eye to the lives heโs selfishly ruining all the while pretending to be a friend of the downtrodden. A week ago I might have been touched by such a broadcast. I grew up in an orphanage, and I know just how terrible the conditions can be. Now however, I see nothing but his hypocrisy. Cora was an orphan too, she didnโt do anything wrong โ where is his compassion for her? Clearly itโs only for the TV cameras. Itโs a shame. Heโs very convincingโฆ then again, so was Mike. Of course Mike was never as handsome as Dominic Sinclair, nor did he ever have his charisma or imposing presence. I donโt know if Iโve ever met anyone like him. Even while he was refusing to help me, scolding me and having me thrown out the door, part of me was still taken in by his handsome features and pure magnetism. Shaking myself, I turn the TV off. What is wrong with me? The man is a heartless billionaire and Iโm still sitting here mooning over him like a silly schoolgirl. I end up going to bed early, trying not to think about tomorrow. Of course, I still lie awake late into the night โ I know what it means to grow up an orphan, and I canโt countenance bringing a child into the world just to abandon it to that bleak existence. The more my life unravels, the more stark my options become. If I am pregnantโฆ what should I do? #Chapter 5 - Pregnancy Test Ella Today I will know if I'm pregnant. Ten days ago I was heartsore but optimistic for the future, yearning for a baby more than anything else in the world. Now Iโm dreading the exam. However my trepidation soon gives way to surprise, because as soon as I enter the facility I have the strangest feeling that Dominic Sinclair is near. It takes me a while to actually find him, behind closed doors with Coraโs bosses in a luxurious, glass-walled conference room, but I donโt have the faintest idea how I knew he was present. I also donโt understand why I feel drawn to him: after all, heโs ruined both my sisterโs and my own life. I shouldnโt be excited to see him. Shaking myself out of my trance, I continue down the hall, though I feel the weight of dark eyes on my back as I retreat. Cora has clearly been crying when I arrive. Her eyes are red and her cheeks splotchy, though she tries to hide it. โHey.โ I greet her gently, wrapping her up in a hug. She leans into me, squeezing tight and lingering far longer than she usually would. โIs there any news?โ โSinclair is in there finalizing it all now. Iโm going to be given formal termination notice this afternoon.โ She shares, sniffling slightly. โIโm so sorry, honey.โ I croon, rubbing her back. โItโs okay.โ She lies, pulling away. โHow are you hanging in there?โ โNot very well.โ I confess. โIโm sort of dreading this, to be honest.โ โItโs amazing how fast things can change, huh?โ She asks, looking as though she might burst into tears. โI mean, what are we going to do, Elle?โ โWell figure it out.โ I promise. โWeโve been in tight spots before.โ I remind her, โremember the summer we slept in boxes on the street after we ran away from the orphanage?โ โYeah,โ She nods with a sad smile. โBut itโs winter now, I donโt think weโll last long in the elements. And you werenโt pregnant then.โ โYeah well, if Iโm pregnant nowโฆ.โ I canโt look her in the eyes as I say this, โI donโt think Iโm going to stay that way.โ โWhat?โ Cora exclaims, looking horrified. โBut this is your only chance! And we arenโt completely hopeless, youโve got time to try to figure out a plan B.โ That phrase alone reminds me of Mike, and I realize I havenโt shared my latest news with Cora. โI canโt afford a baby even if I do find a job. Iโm going to be paying off my debts for years to come.โ I share, filling her in on the details of Mike and Kateโs latest betrayal. โI canโt believe this!โ She bursts out when Iโm finished. โIt just isnโt fair, Ella! I mean, after everything weโve been through, we deserve a better future than this! You deserve to be a mom โ no one loves children more than you do.โ โAnd you deserve to be a doctor.โ I reply. โYou worked so hard.โ โLetโs just find out if I have to make that decision in the first place.โ I state, changing the subject. โI may not even be pregnant.โ Yet even as I say it, I can feel in my heart that I am. โOkay.โ Cora agrees, pulling a sterile cup wrapped in plastic from one of her cabinets. โYou know what to do.โ I take the cup and quickly duck into the bathroom to provide a urine sample, returning it to her almost immediately. I pace back and forth across the office as Cora runs the tests. โWell?โ I press, seeing the results pop up on her computer screen. She offers me a sad smile. โCongratulations little sister, youโre going to have a baby.โ I told myself that I wouldnโt fall to pieces no matter the results, but as soon as the words are out of her mouth Iโm crying. Iโve been waiting to hear those words for years and was beginning to think I never would. Itโs both unimaginable joy, and unimaginable pain. I never knew my heart could hold such conflicting emotions at the same time, let alone in such extremes. โReally?โ โReally.โ Cora confirms, hugging me. โCome on, letโs do an ultrasound. You can hear the heartbeat.โ โIsnโt it too early?โ I squeak. โJust one of the benefits of being at the finest lab in the country.โ Cora quips, the words bittersweet in her tongue. โOur technology is years ahead of whatโs available in public hospitals.โ Climbing onto the raised exam table, I lay back and lift my top, not bothering to change into a gown or cover my clothes with a sheet, I simply expose my flat belly as Cora wheels in an ultrasound on a cart. Within minutes, the machine emits a strange whoosh woosh woosh, and Cora squirts a dollop of jelly on my tummy. She pressed the wand to my skin, and before long a tiny heartbeat sounds โ making me cry all over again. However Cora is frowning deeply. โThis is so strange, the baby seems awfully large, but we tested you at your last visit to be sure you werenโt already pregnant.โ โWhat does that mean?โ I ask anxiously. โIs the father just a big guy?โ โI donโt just mean size โ I mean development.โ Cora purses her lips and furrows her brows as she studies the images, suddenly looking very worried. Sheโs whispering now, speaking to herself more than to me. โIt doesnโt look humanโฆ but that canโt beโฆ itโs not possible.โ โWhat are you talking about?โ I inquire, โHow can you tell? Isnโt it just a tiny blob?โ โAs I said, our tech is state of the art. It doesnโt just highlight shapes - it analyzes the molecular structure.โ Before she can say another word, the door bursts open, startling us both. To my shock and horror, Dominic Sinclair is standing in the doorframe, glaring at us as if weโve done something terrible. โWhatโs the meaning of this?โ He demands. โWhatโs the meaning of this?" 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Well, she was not pleased with you absence, I'll tell you that.-that wasn't a lie. -I rented a huge property for the wedding here near the ocean. It has the main mansion and two seperate mansions for the brides' and grooms' Families. We'll be there on Friday night. Molly will come to, she's on her way.- Jason said calmly. -Jason? You're bringing Molly to your own wedding? How can you do this to that poor bride of yours? You haven't even met her yet and you're bringing your mistress? What's next? You're planning on keeping Molly at the house once you're married? - asked Dylan. -That's excatly what I'm thinking. The house is big enough for both. They don't even have to see each other.- Jason answered. โโโโโโโโ Angie Angie was staring out the window when her younger sister walked in the room. The autmun leaves were falling from the trees and she felt hopeless. It served as a convinient metaphore for her life, the leaves had everything just a week ago when they were bound to the trees and they were the most beautiful sight, green and strong in the summer. But now it all ended just as the first drops of rain came pouring from the sky that was so gray it makes you think you never seen a light of sunshine in your life. Last night her father called her to his office and told her she's going to marry Jason Bates, the head of the Bates Family from East Coast. She knew excatly who he was and he was in no means the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. She heard that he was ruthless. His brother was killed a few years ago and he had no other sibling. His parents were also dead. She knew that he was a killer, a criminal who wouldn't blink once if he had to end someones life. Leila, her younger sister, looked at her all helpless. -Aren't you gonna say anything? You're not even trying to convince father to rethink this decision. -Leila said while her blue eyes stared at Angie. -What can I do? - Angie smiled in the way that made Leila wonder if she's aware at all of the situation she's in. But Angie knew even more than Leila ever could imagine. There was no way out. She always knew. Her little sister was naive. Angie always tried to protect her and never wanted her to worry about anything. But the time has come for Leila to face the reality. She'll know now what's their duty as the daughters of the mafia boss. They can never live an ordinary life and they'll never be free. -You can escape. I'll help you, I'll go with you. We'll leave all this behind and start a new life. - Leila said as she watched the hope leave her sisters big blue eyes. Leila knew in her heart that Angie would never do that not because of the lack of bravery which Leila knew Angie had more than enough when she accepted her faith. No, it was because of duty. Leila always admired her sister. She took care of Leila when their mother died, she never saw her cry, but she also never saw her this desperate and hopeless. -It's a nice dream you have there little sister, but it's just a dream. Tonight is the engagement celebration, I need to get ready. All you can do is help me do that. Help me pick a dress and put make up on so I don't look like a ghost. Although, it would be great if my new fiance saw me like this and changed his mind. - Angie laughed as she said - Help me accept my new life and forget the one I wanted. Jason Jason was just about to go to dinner when his cellphone rang and Dylan told him that John Reins, head of the West coast biggest Family wanted to talk to him. It was a surprise for Jason because for the last few years their Families were fighting each other over some teritorry in the Midwest. But for a few months now the situation got more complicated when the new gang showed up and started to attack both Families. Jason didin't care much for that area but his honor was at steak if he allows Reins to control all the teritorry. It was bigger problem for John. So fighting the Bates family and the new gang was almost impossible for him. The phone call came at the right time, Jason thought. He wanted to focus more on his bussines on the East coast. -Tell him to meet me at the restaurant and tell him I guarantee safety. - Jason said as he entered the limo. He preffered to drive himself, but this is LA, not New York, so Dylan insisted that he asks Miles, his driver and security guard to drive him around. Jason never cared that much about security as he thought that he is perfectly capable to look after himslef since he's been training his whole life and can handle a variety of weapons in his sleep. But Dylan was right, it's not safe, especially since he has no heir. They arrived at the restaurant just in time to order a drink and wait for John Reins to come. The dinner was long, the chat was mostly unnecessery but the agreement was made. He's going to marry Reins' daughter Angela who just turned 18. Jason didin't mind the marriage, he knew he should get married soon and start his own family and give his mafia Family the heir they all wanted. But he also knew that he could never love his wife, that's not how things function in his world. He can't afford to love because that makes him vulnerable and to be fair, after his brother died, he didin't need love, all he wanted was revenge and power. Even though he didn't care that much for loving marriage, he was curious about his new fiancee. What does she looks like, acts like, speaks like, thinks like? He didin't want to spend the rest of his life with someone that doesn't interest him at all. He wanted someone he would desire from time to time or someone he can talk to and trust with his home and his Family. He agreed on marriage because the girl comes from the same world as he, so she'll understand the way he lives his life. Then he thought about Molly and her possible reaction to the news. She will be furious. They've been sleeping with each other for a few months now and although Jason didin't care that much for the relationship, he wanted to protect Molly as she was with his Family for a while now. After all, it was not a real relationship since Jason never really had a proper girlfriend. All he cared about was that. He broke many hearts in New York but he was always fair to them, he always told them that he didin't want relationship. Now he'll have a marriage with the person he never met before. What an irony, he thought. Molly would have to deal with it. He didin't even thought about ending their little fling because Molly was always there to please him and never asked him anything in return. It was convinient. But she was not marriage material. -Tonight is the engagement party. What gift did you buy for your new fiance? - Dylan teased Jason. He thought that the marriage idea was absurd especially if the bride was Reins' daughter. But he trusted his friend and his decision. Jason always does what's best for the family, Dylan thought. He knew him since they were five years old, they grew up together, trained together and chased the girls together. Now they're men who need to take responsibility. -A gift? I need to buy a gift?! We are giving her a million dollar ring, what else does she needs?!- Jason said. -We are not giving her a ring, YOU ARE. - Dylan replied. - Besides, you don't even plan to attend the engagement party! You are sending me to deliver the ring for you! -Tell them that I apologize but I couldn't make it due to the bussines problem that came up. I want to experience to the fullest these last nights that I'm free so I'm going to be exploring everything that LA women offer and more. - Jason smirked. - Like you're not going to be experiencing that once you're married.- Dylan joked. - You're right, but I'm going to be married. - Jason concluded as he exited the room. Angie The rain finally stopped and the guests started to arrive to Reins' mansion. Servants were decorating a house and it was finally ready for the reception. Leila and nanny Beth who stayed to take care of the girls and the house after their mother died, helped Angie to get ready for the night. She was wearing a beautiful long golden dress that suited her like a glove. They were both so beautiful and yet so different, Beth thought. They were just a year and half apart but Angie was always more mature as if she is ten years older than Leila. You could hear the music and guests from upastairs and it made Angie even more nervous. She's going to meet her future husband any minute now. It all felt so sureal. -Are you ready? You know you still have time to escape, I can make all the preperations in the second if you want. - Leila said, like she is the queen of the world and not just 17-year-old daughter of the mafia boss. - I am ready. Let's just get this over with. You know this is just an engagement, my wedding is on Saturday so I'll inform you about the need of escaping after I meet my fiance. You'll have plenty of time to plan it. -Angie laughed knowing not even three years of planning and especially not three days of planning would be enough to successfully escape the mafia. After what it felt like hours, Beth came to the Angies' room and told her and Leila that it's time for them to come down and meet the Bates family. Angie felt like she was about to faint but she kept her posture for the sake of her sister. She didin't want Leila to think that she was scared. Leila was the first to come down the stairs and all men gathered to see Jasons' bride and her sister. The men were delighted to see pretty Leila in her short black dress hoping that there's a resemblence between the girls. John introduced his younger daughter to the crowd and she didin't look at all impressed by the Bates entorouge. Dylan could see that she hated them. A few seconds passed and Angie started to walk down the stairs with her golden dress like a princess from some sort of fairytale. While she was coming down, Leila tried to guess which of the Bates men was Jason. They all looked so tall and strong. John reached out for Angies' hand and started to introduce her to the guests of honor. But none of the man she met was Jason and she started to wonder where her future husband is. After a few minutes she asked her father about her fiance whereabouts, but she was dissapointed to found out that he didin't come to their engagement. She was shocked. The nerve, she thought. What was more important than this?! -I didin't know we could choose not to come tonight. -She said to Dylan. He looked at her with the smirk on his face that she didn't understand. Dylan was very much amused by the situation. Firstly, Jason didin't know what he was missing. His fiancee was one of the most beautiful woman he ever saw, and Dylan knew that Jason would like her. Secondly, she was pissed. There was a fire inside of her and she was funny and smart as well. He knew that Jason would hate this. She was sarcastic and stubborn but at the same time stunning, and although she tried to hide it, she was terrified. -I'm sorry for the incoviniance but in our line of work, you surely know, things can get...complicated. So Jason couldn't come tonight but he wants me to apologize for him and he wants me to give you this little token of appreciation. - Dylan said while giving her little velvet box. -Who does he think I am? I don't care about his expensive presents, I wanted to meet my future husband before the wedding but it looks like he has better things to do. Jason -So, what does she look like? - Jason asked. -Why didin't you show up and saw for yourself?- Dylan answered. -Don't get smart with me, Dylan. I was busy, you know that. Besides, I have whole life to look at her. - said Jason. -Ok, ok. Well, she was not pleased with you absence, I'll tell you that.-that wasn't a lie. -She's not much of a looker but if you turn down the lights in the bedroom I think you could get her pregnant. -Dylan said while trying to hold in his laugh. -Are you serious? What about her personality then? -Jason asked. He knew that Dylan never lied to him so he didn't think that he's lying to him now. -She talked all night long about her love for gardening. It's like she was raised to be a nun or something. She is very shy but at the same time a little bit boring once she starts talking.- Dylan said now fearing that his friend would cancel the wedding but he knew that Jason always keeps his word. -Jesus. What have I done?! I can't back down now. Well, once we're married we don't need to see each other, I'll spend my days in my hotel penthouse and she can have the house. We'll see each other on holidays and she'll raise my children while I work. -Jason said happily and felt proud as he always has the solution. Dylan smiled to his friend and they went on to talk about the wedding. -I rented a huge property for the wedding here near the ocean. It has the main mansion and two seperate mansions for the brides' and grooms' Families. The reception will be held at the main mansion but we will reside at the grooms' mansion until the wedding. We'll be there on Friday night. I called Reins and told him about the brides' mansion so she can go there when she likes as well, but we'll not see each other until Saturday. Molly will come to, she's on her way.- Jason said calmly. -Jason? You're bringing Molly to your own fukcing wedding? How can you do this to that poor bride of yours? You haven't even met her yet and you're bringing your mistress? What's next? You're planning on keeping Molly at the house once you're married? - asked Dylan. -That's excatly what I'm thinking. The house is big enough for both. They don't even have to see each other.- Jason answered and the discussion was over. Angie This September was no different than the others. She was about to marry a man she never met and the man who is so ruthless and ignorant that he couldn't even come to their engagement party. She couldn't end her life although the thought had crossed her mind, but she couldn't leave her poor sister behind. She must be strong for her, she must try to persuade her father not to do this to Leila next year. She'll beg him to let Leila choose the man she wants to marry. Who knows, maybe her sacraface will mean that Leila will be free. That Friday they all packed and went to the mansions her fiance rented for the big day. How sweet of him, Angie sarcastically thought. She reluctantly admited to herself that the property was beautiful. If it wasn't for the arranged marriage with that man, she even thought she would picked it herself for her dream wedding. Even Leila was amazed. -Oh my God, Angie. It's something right? Look at that beach, look at that trees, look at that house...- Angie listend to her sister for the whole way to the brides mansion. -Yes, it's perfect for the most unperfect event. -Angie laughed. -I'm sorry sister, I almost forgot that you're marrying a monster. -Leila replied honestly. -It is a wedding. - Angie said trying to be happy.- We should be joyful. After all, we are the bride and the maid of honor.- Angie tried to comfort her sister like Leila is the one who's getting married to a stranger and a criminal tomorrow. They arrived to the brides' mansion and servants greeted them kindly. They showed them to their rooms and Angie was impressed with the one she got that looked over to the ocean. She put on her old jeans and black hoodie, untied her hair and tied her shoes and went to explore the area. -She needs some time alone. -Leila said to the servants. Jason arrived that night at the grooms' mansion with Dylan and most of the Bates family including Molly. She couldn't wait to hug and smooch him even though it wasn't appropriate. But Molly never cared about social manners. She went straight to his arms as soon as they arrived and in front of all servants that greeted them. They could've easily thought that she's the bride for the way she acted, but they knew the bride has already arrived that afternoon. -Molly please don't do that in front of people, especially on the day before my wedding. -Jason said while he pushed her out of his way. -But you don't understand Jason, you're getting married tomorrow and I want to use this time to the fullest. It's all we have now. Will you be joining me tonight? I have a speacial bachelor party ready for you in my room. -Molly looked at him with her green eyes trying to make him feel guilty and lustful at the same time. -I need to go on my evening run first. Wait for me in your bedroom and be nice. -Jason instructed her. Angie sat down by the beach to look at the ocean. She thought about her life and how she was careless and happy when her mother was alive. She knew how to deal with her father, and she was certain that if her mother was alive today she would not allow her father to give her hand in marriage to anyone but the man Angie chooses herself. But that's now in the past. She headed back to the mansion but on her way she realized that someone was following her. It was the security she told herself, no need to worry. But as soon as her pace started to get quicker the man behind her started to walk faster. The security never came that close to her if they haven't been called, they always kept their distance. Now she was in her panic mode and started to run but the man was faster than her and soon he caught up with her. He grabbed her by her leg and she fell on the ground and started to scream for help. The man then shut her mouth with his hand and she was trying to kick him off of her. She felt that he was turned on by her resisting. She thought that she's going to be raped then and there and just day before her wedding. How ironic, she thought to herself, and here all day I'm thinking about how I'm getting raped tomorrow at my wedding night. She closed her eyes and the next thing she knew there was another man who grabbed her attacker and pushed him on the ground and proceeded to hit him in the face. The attacker lost his consciousness and the man continued to hit him. -You're going to kill him! Stop please. - Angie pleaded with the man. | Mob002 | 133 | https://www.facebook.com/61553462169358/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| 2195630 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 6/13/25, 7:46 AM | 1729004061 | 1749818761 | 1634 | a.letsreadnovel.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://a.letsreadnovel.com/ad/bGV0c3JlYWQvMzIzNzk4LzIwMjQxMDExMTYwNjQ5L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.0353745273479E+14 | Lett011 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462837518_890154935992678_7105395052959677722_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YIYIMRUx1aUQ7kNvgF1bWCT&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AYFlKgh59nSUJ5e4JsSvvny&oh=00_AYB2tovSz1NgCxZEmNqbOKphPv2XB_QxViptpXMBAeZaaQ&oe=67143DCB | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | From the moment I laid eyes on Allie, I wanted her, but there was one problem โฆ she was married to someone else, and Iโd never come between a man and his wife. When her life started to unravel, I was there to help pick up the pieces. The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for her husband's service. She sat there, with dark circles under her dull eyes, with a tightly controlled, pinched expression on her face. I felt heartbroken about what she had gone through, and it only made me more determined to protect her. There was no way I could stand by and watch, I was all in, and there was no way I was going to miss her again. โโโโโโโโ Allie My husband left me and our daughter forever due to illness. I donโt know how to go on in the future. I only know that it is really difficult for me. My brother, sister and sister-in-law mingled with the crowd, and I saw Dean sitting on a sofa in the back of the room with a now-sleeping Gracie sprawled across his lap. Dean was a sweet guy, and such a good match for Hannah. He grew up a few doors down from us, and he and my sister had been dating since high school. They had both just graduated from college recently, and we all fully expected to hear a wedding announcement in the near future. My parents and Alex's Aunt Ellen stood alongside me near the casket, as people made their way through the line to offer their condolences. This is an awful tradition, I thought, as I forced myself to smile politely while listening to endless platitudes, many from people I barely knew. I was pulled out of my inner rant by a familiar voice and looked up to see Nico Peretti speaking to a visibly flustered Aunt Ellen. Nico had that effect on people. He was tall, topping out at 6'3", broad shouldered and gorgeous, with his dark wavy hair, deep brown eyes and permanently tanned skin illustrating his Italian heritage. As the lead singer for Storm Front, he was well on his way to becoming a rock legend in the music business. I had been working as an assistant to his band's manager for two years, so I knew him well. Looking down the line behind him, I saw the other members of the band along with my boss, Michael Drummond and his wife Jayne. Nico finished speaking with Aunt Ellen, squeezing her hand lightly, before turning to me. He held my gaze for a long moment, then stepped forward and gathered me into his arms for a tight hug. I got a faint whiff of his cologne - sandalwood mixed with a hint of vanilla - and was once again thankful for a break from the rose scent permeating the room. "I am so sorry, Allie," he said with his signature low rasp. He gave me a final squeeze, and stepped back to allow Matt Gibson, the drummer, to lean in for a quick hug. I was touched that they had taken the time to come. Nico The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for Alex's service. We wanted to be there to support Allie, but we tended to attract attention wherever we went, and the last thing we wanted was to cause a scene here today. Allie, or Sunshine as I usually called her, had worked for us for two years or so now. She had started as an assistant to our band's manager, Michael Drummond, shortly after she got married. I remembered the morning I met Allie at his office. She was sweet, with a shy smile that charmed me. By the end of the day, her shyness had worn off and her smile was bigger and brighter as she quickly became comfortable around us. At the end of her first week, I'd had a day that devolved into a show of epic proportions. We'd had equipment malfunctions in the studio, followed by the news that an "exclusive tell-all" interview was getting ready to hit the stands featuring some groupie I could barely remember who had given the tabloid reporter explicit details about our backstage sexcapades. Already irritated with the equipment issues in the studio, I had become livid when our publicist had called to give me a heads up about the interview. Aside from my anger, I was embarrassed that such highly personal information had become tabloid fodder for the world to gossip over. After a meeting with the publicist as well as Michael, the latter of whom insisted I couldn't sue someone for telling the truth, I had been ready to explode. I had stormed out of the conference room, only to see Allie making a cup of tea in the breakroom across the hall. I'd ducked in there to grab a bottle of water from the refrigerator and had glanced at her as she brought the tea to her lips and took a small sip. When I'd caught sight of the mug in her hands, I had boomed out a laugh. The mug had a cartoon sun on it, wearing sunglasses. It said "I squint at the sun because it's bright. I squint at my coworkers because they aren't." Since she and Michael were only a two-person office, I had laughed at the implication that he was an idiot. Because I was pissed that he wouldn't let me sue the groupie, the reporter, or the rag he worked for, I'd appreciated the implied insult even more. As she had watched me laugh, she'd smiled widely, and her eyes had twinkled. "The mug amuses you?" she'd asked. "Yes, and when I go back in there and squint at Michael it will be even funnier," I'd responded, feeling some of my tension ease. "Well, I'm glad I could brighten your day a little bit," she'd said with a smile. I had nodded, and replied, "That you did, Sunshine. Thank you." We had all met Alex several times since then. They seemed to be a perfect match. He was a nice guy, funny, and he adored his wife. The last time I saw him before he got sick, was when Allie had the baby. I had stopped by the hospital with a huge stuffed unicorn wearing a princess crown (just to be clear, the unicorn was wearing the crown, not me), and a bouquet of sunflowers. I'd spent a few nerve-wracking minutes holding the baby โ just long enough to forever lose a piece of my heart to Grace Elizabeth Donovan. She looked like she was going to favor her mother, with the same delicate features and hair with a slight curl in the same shade of blond as Allie's. A few of their friends and family were visiting at the same time, and they were pretty star-struck when I'd arrived. Alex had thought it was hilarious that I was getting more attention than the new baby they had all come to see and called me "Rock God" for the rest of the visit. After he got sick, I saw him in the hospital a couple of times. Once was only briefly, as I'd dropped Allie off after we finished at the studio and her car wouldn't start. I glanced around the packed room, taking note of the large group of people who had come to pay their respects. I hated that she was going through this. Of all people, Allie deserved to be happy. She was one of the most loving and genuinely caring people I had ever met. I've heard the phrase "beautiful inside and out" but never truly understood it until Allie. She was a beautiful soul wrapped up in a 5'4" package of gorgeous curves, blonde hair, and green eyes that reflected her every emotion. Since Alex's diagnosis, she had worked herself into the ground trying to take care of both Alex and their sweet baby girl, as well as trying to fit in as many hours as she could working for us. She'd had family helping out, but it was a lot to take on. I was sure she was worried about money, so she refused to take much time off. I'd overheard her on the phone with the insurance company one day when I took a quick break at the recording studio. We'd been trying to put the finishing touches on our album to get it ready by the projected release date. It was clear that she was torn between needing to be home more to help Alex and working to pay their bills. So, I had pulled Michael aside and told him to hire a temp to help out with our administrative needs, and we would fend for ourselves on the personal errands and she does for us. Between the four of us and Michael, we covered her salary. She'd tried to refuse, but we had insisted. She'd finally agreed because she'd known it was the best for her family. They needed her, we could make that happen. End of story. She will never know it, but I'd also arranged with the hospital to cover any outstanding medical bills. I had worked hard and had some incredibly lucky breaks in this business, and I'd been blessed with more money than I would ever spend in a lifetime. There was no way I could stand by and watch her and Gracie struggle with that kind of financial burden. As we waited for Allie to finish speaking to the couple in front of us in the visitation line, I saw an older woman I didn't recognize on the side closest to me, and Allie's parents standing next to her on the other side. I had met Steve and Colleen Kettering once, at the hospital the night Gracie was born. Steve was quiet and laid-back, and Colleen was a lot like her daughter, in looks and personality. The line moved forward, and I introduced myself to the older woman standing next to Allie, who was apparently Alex's aunt. If I recalled correctly, his parents were dead, and he had no siblings. Aunt Ellen, as I was instructed to call her, seemed a bit stunned when she recognized me. She quickly recovered and thanked me for being so supportive of Allie. "Of course," I assured her quietly. "Allie is important to all of us, and Alex was a great guy. We know how much she'll miss him, and we'll be there for whatever she and Gracie need." She teared up and her chin wobbled a bit as she tried to keep her composure. I gave her hand a light squeeze, then looked over to see Allie gazing up at me. I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her. "I'm so sorry, Allie," I said, feeling at a loss for words. I'm a songwriter, for Christ's sake, you'd think I could come up with something more eloquent to say than that. But in that moment, I doubted there was anything anyone could say that would ease her pain. Allie, understandably. She was pale, with dark circles under her dull eyes, with a tightly controlled, pinched expression on her face. Her face was normally so expressive, and her eyes used to sparkle with sass and barely concealed laughter. I hated seeing her like this, in such pain. She'd obviously not been sleeping well. I had noticed when I saw her a few weeks ago that she had lost even more weight, so she was clearly not eating right either. I realized how much I'd missed seeing her smile. I hadn't called her by her nickname lately. It seemed insensitive in light of everything going on. 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| 2195297 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 6/13/25, 7:16 PM | 1729004055 | 1749860187 | 1634 | novelmates.readlife.mobi | Learn more | VIDEO | $0.1 to read all chapters | https://novelmates.readlife.mobi/4u9l6i45jg0.html | 3.4531154866324E+14 | Top novels | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462761676_496041436593895_7276537962384998687_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=BwrVPdksCDMQ7kNvgE81Ngf&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A6fpUm78R7oz0l8DUy1Zi08&oh=00_AYCmPct7nFuqA45L17DR0h5W9p-AhE7-LS6eM7AH-VHSbA&oe=671454E4 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Uncle Aleksei forced his hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my legs, so I rub my thighs together to help tend the ache. But it doesnโt help. No, it only makes me desperate to be touched. If this plan backfires and Iโm left hot to trotโฆwithout any actual trottingโฆIโm in for a world of hurt. โCan you give me a brief outline of the lesson plan now?โ Aleksei grips the shelves above my head, and they creak in protest. His face moves within an inch of mine, those gray eyes deepening to black. โYou tempt me to madness on my final day in perdition, Georgina?โ โIt didnโt have to be this way.โ I shrug off my jean jacket and let it drop to the ground, arching my back to draw his attention to my bosom. โAll those times in your bed, late at night. No one would โ โ โStop this,โ he grinds out, pressing closer. โNo one would have known if youโd make me yours.โ โEveryone would have known within nine months, little angel. Once I gave in and facked you, youโd have been taking my seed morning, noon and night.โ Twin flames blaze to life in his eyes, evidence of the danger lurking inside this man who has cared for me for so long. โAnd make no mistake. You are already mine.โ Nine months. Nine. He means he would have gotten me pragnant. What about protection? We havenโt even kissed and heโs already talking about me having his children? There is so much that remains a mystery. Except for the fact that I want him. And I know in the deepest part of my heart that Aleksei would never, ever do something that wasnโt in my best interest. So I throw caution to the wind and incite his lust more. I want him to give me every ounce of it. โNo. Iโm not yours yet.โ My hands trace the outline of his chest and core muscles as they heave into my palms. โWhy donโt you do something to change that?โ His voice is full of dark promise when he says, โVery well, angel.โ Those capable hands drop from the shelves, hanging at his sides as our foreheads meet. He rolls them together while his hot breath forms steam on my lips. How long is he going to keep his mouth a fraction of an inch from mine? Oh God. Every second he waits, bolts turn tight below my belly button, moisture collects inside my pantie. Finally, his thumbs brush my hips and he grates a string of Russian words. His forehead grinds against mine. And just when I think Iโm going to be left in suspense forever, Aleksei slides his tongue into my mouth. I make the most embarrassing sound and almost hit the floor, like the total rookie that I am. Tongue right off the bat? Isnโt there supposed to be some lip stuff to lead into the main event? Ohโฆmy God. I donโt care. I just want more. And Aleksei gives it to me. He catches me by the elbows and drags me back upright, wedging me between his made โ of โ stone body and the bookshelf, flicking his tongue against mine until I join him, mating our mouths in a rhythm that echoes in my pulse. Who is this man? I thought I knew everything about him, right down to his preferred vodka and cologne of choice. I know which of my fatherโs associates make him stick closer to me when theyโre around, his lack of a middle name, that he secretly enjoys watching Ellen. Did I know he could kiss like this? Uh, no. His lips are only beginning to slant over mine, his tongue fully invading my mouth with full, sweeping licks, when his hands roam down my backside. This time, they donโt stop with a squeeze of my right cheek, though. No, his rough palms slide inside my pantie and grasp both sides of my bottom firmly. Possessively. With a tortured, male sound, the kiss deepensโฆand my feet leave the ground. My legs move automatically to surround his hiips as Iโm dragged slowly โ so slowly โ up the length of his hardness. That private, untouched part of me rides from the root of Alekseiโs manhood to the very top, where he keeps me. โSome days I donโt know if Iโll survive without these thighs around me. Welcoming me,โ he grates. โYou jumped into my arms onceโฆlong ago. You could barely get your legs around me then, but you tried. You tried so hard. It was almost my undoing, Georgina, standing there while you struggled to open them wide enough to fit my body.โ Flashes of memory bombard from all sides. Alekseiโs curses, his flexing jaw. โI remember. You left. YouโฆI didnโt know what Iโd done wrong.โ โNothing, angel. Youโre never anything but too facking right. I think even your father knew I went home to stroke my cocck that afternoon.โ His hands knead my backside with intention, and every muscle below my waist constricts, ripping a whimper from my throat. โThis vow I made has almost been broken many times. Iโd sell my soul to break it right now and slide my diick inside your tight hole.โ โOh,โ I blurt, my head spinning from Alekseiโs confessions. His filthy speech that somehow sounds oh โ so โ amazing. โIsnโt that what y โ youโre going to do?โ I donโt realize Iโm holding my breath, my eyes gone blind, until Aleksei laughs a little against my mouth. Thereโs only the barest touch of humor in the sound, and an ocean full of agony. And with my cliit bearing down on the thick tip of him, Iโm totally sharing in that pain. Oh wow. My inner walls are clenching out of control, my thighs squirming around Alekseiโs hiips. Forget wet. Iโm soaked. Can he feel that? He must. I can barely supply oxygen to my lungs and how dare he laugh? Howโฆdare heโฆwait, what am I mad about again? โLook at me now,โ he growls, his accent thickening. I shake my head to loosen the lust fuzz and focus on familiar gray eyes. Only theyโre not so familiar right now. Theyโre more than a little wild, pupils dilated. โYes?โ I whisper. โYou will come to understand that I do not break my vows, Georgina. I promised to keep you innocent, and soon I will promise to keep you. Period. I will have your pusy at five oโclock and no sooner.โ His grip on my bottom strengthens. โUntil then, soak me through, little angel.โ Iโm about to question Alekseiโs order when he rolls his hiips and sparks go off behind my eyes. Like everything else heโs done since our kiss started, itโs sensual and smooth. His impossibly huge stiffness chafes the silk of my underwear in slow waves. Up and back. Up and back. Until Iโm gasping for air and digging my nails into his shoulder, thighs shaking. Even my hair follicles are screaming with sensation. Oh God. Ohโฆ โAleksei.โ My hiips tweak to meet his next roll, and I hit my peak. Only itโs not just a peak. Itโs the freaking Everest of orgesms, and my ears are ringing with the impact of it, because Iโve been waiting for this man to touch me since I can remember. โAleksei. Donโt stop.โ โDa. Thatโs a good angel.โ Another sharp roll, only this time he grinds me down onto his steel bulge, sending me into another realm of pleasure I never knew was possible. Straight up into the clouds above Everest. โMake a mess of my pants. Leave me covered in that vergin smell.โ โYes. Yes.โ I canโt stop shaking, and his dark voice against my forehead, the ownership of his hands that continue to knead me, keep my climax rolling, letting it master me. And the boulder of feeling rocking me to the core knocks loose my deepest secret without warning. โI love you.โ I cling to Aleksei, working my clenching flesh on his hard lap. โI love you.โ I only catch a glimpse of Alekseiโs flaring eyes before my back hits the bookshelf, his voice rasping in my ear. โDid you just sayโฆโ His chest shudders up and down. โDid you mean that?โ My neck loses power, sending my forehead dropping into the crook of his neck. โYes. I always have. Always.โ Triumph and tenderness clash in his usually stoic face. โYou have given me heaven, angel. Now I will return the favor.โ When Aleksei peels me off the bookshelf and strides even farther into the dark, all I can think is, thereโs more? | Top novels | 132 | https://www.facebook.com/61561012736675/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my l | Storyverse | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61567115634026/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195934 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 6/10/25, 11:57 PM | 1729004066 | 1749617868 | 1634 | getpassionapp.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ Read Chapter1 ๐ | https://getpassionapp.com/?f=b&book=book57&lang=en&trial_screen=select_price_v3&hard_wall=true&intro=shy-intro&discount_available=no | 1.4484956537789E+14 | Romance Novels | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462801647_1223347018786621_8072745274001385852_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=vlx4dj45AaQQ7kNvgGP4w78&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A9FXj1I7AL6iwWkx7-ODyRp&oh=00_AYDpp0LQq6xdi5b79DmXt3XwYQwd6BHqj8GNkCs8Zc1-gw&oe=671443B5 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | ๐ฅFREE EXCLUSIVE CHAPTERS๐ฅ Chapter 1 "She's shy," Brooke shrugged, glancing at Indiana who looked like she wanted to be anywhere but in the classroom. "Well, come on, I don't bite," Greyson urged and Indiana stiffened, just like before. "Don't talk about that," Indiana said, her voice was still quiet but it was firm. "Struck a nerve have I?" Greyson wondered and smirked. "Somebody likes it kinky." * Indiana Hughs had always been the quiet one; the shy one. She was always the one that stayed in the background. She blended in and never got noticed. She liked it like that. So when she's forced to move schools, she is not happy. Everyone notices a new kid, but she doesn't want that attention. Especially not from Mr Bad Boy who seemed to be very interested in her. * "You'll be fine," her mother said and waved her hand dismissively at her. "Just be social and make friends!" "Social," Indiana muttered and grabbed her bag from the back seat. "Sure." She climbed out of the car, ignoring her mother's happy wave goodbye. She slammed the door behind her and looked up at the brick building in front of her. It was simple. Large stone steps led up to large double doors that were flooded with many students, laughing and talking to their friends. The students noticed Indiana. She groaned quietly and swung her rucksack over her shoulder. She lowered her gaze as she walked up the steps that led to the school and didn't look up as she walked through the bustling corridors. She thought that if she couldn't see anyone, maybe they couldn't see her either. She knew she was being stupid. The town she and her mother had moved to wasn't small, but it wasn't big either. Not everyone knew each other personally, but they would recognize a new face from a mile away. This made Indianna's anxiety rise. She hated being noticed. She was most definitely an introvert. Indianna clutched her hands tighter around the strap of her rucksack and carried on down the corridor. She had come to the school a few days before and the Principal had shown her around, but she could only remember how to get to her locker. She fumbled with the lock and hurriedly grabbed the textbooks that were stacked neatly inside, stuffing them into her rucksack. Indiana hated that she could feel everyone's curious stares at her. She hated that she stood out. She swallowed nervously and looked at the crumpled piece of paper in her hands. She scanned the timetable and saw that her first lesson was history. After stuffing her timetable back into her pocket she braced herself and walked down the busy corridors, hoping to find her class. Indiana let out a sigh of relief when she found the classroom. It was relatively empty so she made a beeline straight to the back of the class. Now there were no eyes on her she let her shoulders relax and she leaned back in her chair. One year, she told herself. She had to survive for one year in this new town and then she was free. She would graduate and be able to go wherever she pleased. "Hi!" Indianna's heart jumped in her chest when a blonde, curly-haired girl appeared next to her. She was smiling brightly and had kind eyes. "You're Indianna, aren't you? Indiannna Hughs? You've moved to town with your mother, right?" Indiana stared at the blonde girl with wide eyes. She wanted to go unnoticed, but this girl definitely seemed to know her. Indiana didn't know how to respond. "Sorry," the girl apologized and sat down next to Indiana. "I didn't mean to scare you, I just thought I'd introduce myself, I know everyone in town. I'm Brooke!" Indiana nodded and looked at her hands that were resting on the desk. She picked at her chipped black nail varnish and hoped this girl would go away. She wasn't good with people. She'd rather be left alone. Brooke blinked and waited for Indianna to speak. She frowned when Indianna said nothing. "Not a people person?" She wondered. "That's okay, people would argue that I can talk enough for two people." Indianna's eyes flickered to Brooke and back to her hands. "You can talk to me, I promise I don't bite," Brooke said kindly. Indiana stiffened and shook her head. "No," she whispered. Her voice was gentle and soft. Brooke frowned. "No?" "Don't talk about that, please," Indiana said. "Talk about what?" Brooke asked, cocking her head to the side. "Biting," Indiana muttered. Brooke noticed how she grabbed her wrist, her eyes flashing with panic. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to I'll shut up now," Brooke said quickly and she looked up when a guy walked up to them. He had the same blond curly hair as Brooke and matching brown eyes. "Brooke, you're not terrorizing the new girl, are you?" He teased, smiling at Brooke. "No!" Brooke gasped and hit his arm. "Well, not purposely. Indiana, this is Brandon, my cousin. Bran, meet Indiana Hughs." "Hi," Brandon said warmly. "It's nice to meet you, Indiana." Indiana swallowed and looked up at him, forcing a smile. "Hello." "She's a little shy," Brooke said. "After a few minutes with you I'm sure that'll change," Brandon laughed. Indiana looked up at the clock on the wall and she groaned internally, less than ten minutes of the lesson had passed. If the year was going to pass as slowly as this she didn't know how she was going to survive. Indiana frowned when Brooke sighed. "Oh, great," she said as the classroom door opened and three guys walked in. Brooke made an effort to slouch down in her seat and avoid eye contact. Brandon glared at them. The two boys at the front were talking to one another. One was joking around, he had ginger hair and a carefree demeanor. The brown-haired boy was smiling, showing off his dimples. He seemed kind. Both of them were very attractive. The last guy made Indianna's heart race. His face was blank, his eyes dark and frightening. His hands were stuffed into the pockets of his jeans and she noticed tattoos covering his arms, the rest hidden by his white t-shirt. Indiana forced herself to look away. He was so incredibly gorgeous but so incredibly frightening. The rest of the class seemed to agree as they were all staring at him with wide eyes. Indiana couldn't tell if the looks he was receiving were lust or fear. The guy, who now looks irritable, ran his fingers through his dark hair, pushing it away from his chiseled face. "What?" He snapped. His voice was deep, stern, and projected throughout the classroom even though he barely raised it. One word from his mouth made Indianna's stomach fill with butterflies. "Who are they?" Indiana asked quietly, eyeing the guy as he sat down on the opposite side of the classroom. He kicked his feet back onto the desk and crossed his arms over his chest, turning to his two friends and joining in their conversation. "The ginger one is Kal and Ace is the brown-haired one," Brooke said. "The guy at the back is Greyson Evans," Brandon muttered. "Stay away from him," Brooke said firmly to Indiana. "He's fucked about half the school and I'm pretty sure he has like a billion STDs. He's also a dick." "I can hear you, Brooklyn." Indianna's eyes widened when Greyson turned in his seat and raised his eyebrows at Brooke. He raised an eyebrow at her. "Not gossiping again, are we?" "I'm just telling the truth," Brooke shrugged and smiled sweetly. "I'm very interested to hear what you have to say," Greyson urged, smirking. "I highly doubt you would enjoy hearing what I had to say," Brooke shrugged. Greyson sighed and his eyes flickered to Brandon who hadn't stopped glaring at the three guys since they entered the room. "Brandon, stop with the glaring. I will punch you and considering you're Brooklyn's cousin I know I shouldn't," he paused, his eyes glittering with dangerous amusement, "but you very well know I will." "Greyson," Brooke sighed. Indiana noticed how she seemed to be the only person in the room who wasn't looking at Greyson with fear-filled eyes. "You will not punch Brandon." "Like you'd be able to stop me, Brooklyn. You may be surprisingly high up on the school social ladder, but I know of a guy who can keep you on your leash." Greyson's two friends both laughed and he smirked when Brooke pursed her lips, her cheeks going a light shade of pink. "Don't try and tell me what I can and can't do, Brooklyn. You will always lose." "Speaking of Harry, where is he?" | Romance Novels | 2648 | https://www.facebook.com/61552551444114/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195301 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 6/12/25, 9:36 AM | 1729004055 | 1749738975 | 1634 | novelmates.readlife.mobi | Learn more | VIDEO | $0.1 to read all chapters | https://novelmates.readlife.mobi/4u9l6i45jg0.html | 3.4531154866324E+14 | Top novels | https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462886146_863326972594146_4481723465761434336_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=kNRzux_6WD4Q7kNvgG-TxIF&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A6fpUm78R7oz0l8DUy1Zi08&oh=00_AYCgj7mFZjGgmiCFFo_rmI1M9uSj4AbwlRWqCaAD6EEJNQ&oe=671453CA | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Uncle Aleksei forced his hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my legs, so I rub my thighs together to help tend the ache. But it doesnโt help. No, it only makes me desperate to be touched. If this plan backfires and Iโm left hot to trotโฆwithout any actual trottingโฆIโm in for a world of hurt. โCan you give me a brief outline of the lesson plan now?โ Aleksei grips the shelves above my head, and they creak in protest. His face moves within an inch of mine, those gray eyes deepening to black. โYou tempt me to madness on my final day in perdition, Georgina?โ โIt didnโt have to be this way.โ I shrug off my jean jacket and let it drop to the ground, arching my back to draw his attention to my bosom. โAll those times in your bed, late at night. No one would โ โ โStop this,โ he grinds out, pressing closer. โNo one would have known if youโd make me yours.โ โEveryone would have known within nine months, little angel. Once I gave in and facked you, youโd have been taking my seed morning, noon and night.โ Twin flames blaze to life in his eyes, evidence of the danger lurking inside this man who has cared for me for so long. โAnd make no mistake. You are already mine.โ Nine months. Nine. He means he would have gotten me pragnant. What about protection? We havenโt even kissed and heโs already talking about me having his children? There is so much that remains a mystery. Except for the fact that I want him. And I know in the deepest part of my heart that Aleksei would never, ever do something that wasnโt in my best interest. So I throw caution to the wind and incite his lust more. I want him to give me every ounce of it. โNo. Iโm not yours yet.โ My hands trace the outline of his chest and core muscles as they heave into my palms. โWhy donโt you do something to change that?โ His voice is full of dark promise when he says, โVery well, angel.โ Those capable hands drop from the shelves, hanging at his sides as our foreheads meet. He rolls them together while his hot breath forms steam on my lips. How long is he going to keep his mouth a fraction of an inch from mine? Oh God. Every second he waits, bolts turn tight below my belly button, moisture collects inside my pantie. Finally, his thumbs brush my hips and he grates a string of Russian words. His forehead grinds against mine. And just when I think Iโm going to be left in suspense forever, Aleksei slides his tongue into my mouth. I make the most embarrassing sound and almost hit the floor, like the total rookie that I am. Tongue right off the bat? Isnโt there supposed to be some lip stuff to lead into the main event? Ohโฆmy God. I donโt care. I just want more. And Aleksei gives it to me. He catches me by the elbows and drags me back upright, wedging me between his made โ of โ stone body and the bookshelf, flicking his tongue against mine until I join him, mating our mouths in a rhythm that echoes in my pulse. Who is this man? I thought I knew everything about him, right down to his preferred vodka and cologne of choice. I know which of my fatherโs associates make him stick closer to me when theyโre around, his lack of a middle name, that he secretly enjoys watching Ellen. Did I know he could kiss like this? Uh, no. His lips are only beginning to slant over mine, his tongue fully invading my mouth with full, sweeping licks, when his hands roam down my backside. This time, they donโt stop with a squeeze of my right cheek, though. No, his rough palms slide inside my pantie and grasp both sides of my bottom firmly. Possessively. With a tortured, male sound, the kiss deepensโฆand my feet leave the ground. My legs move automatically to surround his hiips as Iโm dragged slowly โ so slowly โ up the length of his hardness. That private, untouched part of me rides from the root of Alekseiโs manhood to the very top, where he keeps me. โSome days I donโt know if Iโll survive without these thighs around me. Welcoming me,โ he grates. โYou jumped into my arms onceโฆlong ago. You could barely get your legs around me then, but you tried. You tried so hard. It was almost my undoing, Georgina, standing there while you struggled to open them wide enough to fit my body.โ Flashes of memory bombard from all sides. Alekseiโs curses, his flexing jaw. โI remember. You left. YouโฆI didnโt know what Iโd done wrong.โ โNothing, angel. Youโre never anything but too facking right. I think even your father knew I went home to stroke my cocck that afternoon.โ His hands knead my backside with intention, and every muscle below my waist constricts, ripping a whimper from my throat. โThis vow I made has almost been broken many times. Iโd sell my soul to break it right now and slide my diick inside your tight hole.โ โOh,โ I blurt, my head spinning from Alekseiโs confessions. His filthy speech that somehow sounds oh โ so โ amazing. โIsnโt that what y โ youโre going to do?โ I donโt realize Iโm holding my breath, my eyes gone blind, until Aleksei laughs a little against my mouth. Thereโs only the barest touch of humor in the sound, and an ocean full of agony. And with my cliit bearing down on the thick tip of him, Iโm totally sharing in that pain. Oh wow. My inner walls are clenching out of control, my thighs squirming around Alekseiโs hiips. Forget wet. Iโm soaked. Can he feel that? He must. I can barely supply oxygen to my lungs and how dare he laugh? Howโฆdare heโฆwait, what am I mad about again? โLook at me now,โ he growls, his accent thickening. I shake my head to loosen the lust fuzz and focus on familiar gray eyes. Only theyโre not so familiar right now. Theyโre more than a little wild, pupils dilated. โYes?โ I whisper. โYou will come to understand that I do not break my vows, Georgina. I promised to keep you innocent, and soon I will promise to keep you. Period. I will have your pusy at five oโclock and no sooner.โ His grip on my bottom strengthens. โUntil then, soak me through, little angel.โ Iโm about to question Alekseiโs order when he rolls his hiips and sparks go off behind my eyes. Like everything else heโs done since our kiss started, itโs sensual and smooth. His impossibly huge stiffness chafes the silk of my underwear in slow waves. Up and back. Up and back. Until Iโm gasping for air and digging my nails into his shoulder, thighs shaking. Even my hair follicles are screaming with sensation. Oh God. Ohโฆ โAleksei.โ My hiips tweak to meet his next roll, and I hit my peak. Only itโs not just a peak. Itโs the freaking Everest of orgesms, and my ears are ringing with the impact of it, because Iโve been waiting for this man to touch me since I can remember. โAleksei. Donโt stop.โ โDa. Thatโs a good angel.โ Another sharp roll, only this time he grinds me down onto his steel bulge, sending me into another realm of pleasure I never knew was possible. Straight up into the clouds above Everest. โMake a mess of my pants. Leave me covered in that vergin smell.โ โYes. Yes.โ I canโt stop shaking, and his dark voice against my forehead, the ownership of his hands that continue to knead me, keep my climax rolling, letting it master me. 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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my l | Storyverse | 1 | https://www.facebook.com/61567115634026/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I wish that was not just a dream. โI know you want me Uncle Aleksei, why do you keep pushing me away?โ I let my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โI want you to ride on my coock.โ He pressed me back against the trunk, โBut I gave your father five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Including me.โ โAnd when does the contract expire?โMy mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ ------ Chapter 1 1: Aleksei. Some would call her a curse, but I know better. Little Georgina is an angel. My angel. Her father is speaking to me from the other side of his desk, but my attention is captured by the scene taking place outside the window, just over his shoulder. Georgina is out for her daily morning swim in the backyard, jumping off the diving board in her emerald โ green bikini. As she jumps, long, raven โ colored hair flies out around her, musical laughter reaching through the window pane to fill the office. Her teat come free of the flimsy material beneath the water. I know this, even if I canโt see it. Iโd love nothing more than to pluck her from the pool and bend her over that diving board, those ridiculous green triangles hanging from my teeth. Soon. My fingers twitch where they rest on my knee, imagining the strings of her top caught between them. Yanking them open instead of tying them securely, as Iโd done only an hour ago. Uncle Aleksei, will you tie me up? A growl kindles in my throat. Yes, some might say I have been cursed, assigned as full โ time bodyguard to a tempting eighteen โ year โ old who comes to me with her every whim, giving me big green, grateful eyes when I fulfill them. Men of this world want instant gratification. I am the opposite โ and everyone will soon know this about me. My time has been bided for five long years, and my reward is almost ready to be claimed. โAs you know, Aleksei, when Georginaโs mother was taken from meโฆโ David Harrisโs hand clenches into a fist and shakes over his neat stack of paperwork. โGeorgina was all I had left. Sheโs been homeschooled, kept within these walls from enemies who would target me. Iโve trusted her to no one, save you. And once again, I must ask that you protect her in this next phase of her life.โ His expression wilts. โCollege.โ David is a congressman with deep Russian roots. Loyalties that he never forgot but keeps out of the public eye. Heโs a man who doesnโt mind using his political influence to grant favors, when such actions benefit him. Such is my case. In exchange for David pulling strings to bring my mother and siblings to Chicago from Russia, I pledged him five years of fealty. When I came to Chicago, my reputation preceded me. Iโm a man who keeps his vows, even at the cost of death. Among my duties as Davidโs right โ hand soldier, I have been tasked with keeping his precious daughter safe and happy. I have performed my job very well. A weaker man would have given in to his lust by now and bedded the girl. Snuck in while her father slept upstairs and claimed her perfection for his own. Red coats my vision, crackling fire roaring to life in my ears. Just thinking of her in someone elseโs hands makes me want to commit slaughter. โIf it was up to me, she would go somewhere local. Private.โ David sighs, scrubbing both hands over his face. โBut she wants her freedom. We canโt keep her locked up forever.โ Oh no? A matter of opinion, perhaps. I examine my knuckles. โYou want me to drive her to college.โ โYes.โ David turns and watches Georgina through the window. โKeeping her sheltered for so longโฆitโs going to backfire. She doesnโt know how to make friends or go places alone. Christ, she doesnโt know anything thing about men.โ And she wonโt. No men but me. I grip the armrest of the chair so tightly, it begins to snap, but I release it in time. โNo,โ I agree, my voice grating. โShe knows nothing of men.โ If she did, she wouldnโt be so comfortable sitting on my lap. Or parading around her rooms in nothing but flimsy pantie when I can clearly see her through the open door. My coock has gotten hard watching those little cheeks jiggle inside lace so many times, Iโve lost count. Her body is not the only thing that stirs my manhood, though. Oh no. Others tend to write off my Georgina as a pampered brat who is spoiled thanks to her paramour looks. Little do they know Michigan State gave her a full academic scholarship. I canโt check books out of the library for her fast enough, and Iโve replaced her tutors several times because they couldnโt devise a challenging curriculum. The angel keeps me on my toes. โIโve asked a lot of you, Aleksei. My work schedule doesnโt allow me to be home very often, and youโve become Georginaโs family.โ He gives me a look ripe with meaning. โAnd you havenโt broken the promise you made me. You know the one. God, she even calls you Uncle.โ I know this. I donโt need a reminder of the purgatory Iโve been living in. โYouโve become invaluable to me, not just as Georginaโs bodyguard but as an operator.โ We trade a look. Operator. Hit man. Same difference. โYouโre the best I have on my payroll, but those skills havenโt been utilized as much as Iโd like. Once you help Georgina transition to college life, I need you back here working for me.โ He leans forward across the desk. โWithout Georgina as a distraction, we can really focus yourโฆtalentsโฆwhere theyโre needed. Name your price.โ Iโm saved from having to answer when Georgina explodes into the room, bringing color and light along with her. And too little clothing for my liking. Bubbling with life, she turns in a pirouette, giving me a three โ hundred โ and โ sixty โ degree view of my tight, teenage tease, her slender curves covered in nothing but green strips of wet nylon. My muscles flex, my hands eager to reach for her. But I donโt have to, because as usual, Georgina reaches for me first. โAleksei,โ she sing โ songs, taking her rightful spot on my thigh, throwing herself sideways against my chest and snuggling there. โYou said youโd come outside and watch me dive.โ My features stay neutral, but my head is filled with a forbidden image. Georginaโs legs spread on Davidโs desk while I tongue โ fack her to a hiip โ bucking high. โYour father needed to speak with me.โ Her fingers toy with the button of my coat. โAbout what?โ David smiles absently, his gaze drawn by something on his computer screen. โYour drive to college tomorrow.โ He refocuses on his daughter, seeming to find nothing at all wrong with her clinging to me half neked, still dripping from the pool and looking like an advertisement for expensive internet porrn. The ones I never click on because they arenโt Georgina. Davidโs cluelessness is only one of the reasons I have no guilt about whatโs to come. He has taken my reputation as a killer into consideration and still allowed me to raise his daughter. Me. A red โ blooded male taking on responsibilities of her meals, her schooling, even the purchase of her clothing. Caring for her when sheโs sick. Does he actually believe I could now part ways with my reward? โYou know I have my reservations about letting you attend school so far from home, but weโve registered you under an alias. Your pictures havenโt been in the media since you were thirteen, so thereโs no danger of being recognized. Aleksei is going to check your dorm for security and speak with personnel, to make sure youโre settled before he leaves.โ David raps a fist on his desk. โAny instructions he gives you are for your own safety. Make sure you listen.โ โOf course.โ Green eyes flash up at me, full of wit and sass. โDonโt I always?โ Chapter 2 This is it. Iโm finally free. I get a running start and slide across the hood of Alekseiโs black Mercedes, my buutt making a long squeaking sound. Sticking the landing on the other side, I throw back my hands like Iโve just dismounted the uneven bars at the Olympics. Watching me through broody, slate โ gray eyes, Aleksei tosses my final suitcase into the trunk without cracking a smile. What is his deal today? Most times, he would at least give me a little lip tilt action. โAw. Are you going to miss me, Uncle Aleksei?โ I saunter closer and prop my hiip against one of the rear car doors. โIs that why youโre so quiet?โ His gaze tracks down to my jean skirt, probably finding it too short to be decent. โNyet.โ Hurt swamps my belly knowing heโs eager to get rid of me, but I donโt let him see it. Some days I think he likes caring for me. He does it so well. When my father checked out emotionally after my mother was killed, Aleksei became the only constant in my life. Heโs stayed that way for five years. Would a hardened man like Aleksei do anything he didnโt want to do? I have no idea. Then again, this is part of the reason Iโm going so far away from home for school, isnโt it? The confusing way Aleksei makes me feel? My hormones officially went bananas right after I turned sixteen and walked in on Aleksei in the shower. Through the water โ speckled glass, I saw his neked, six โ foot โ eight frame covered in jet-black ink, water coasting down that handsome face โ so frustratingly made of stone โ splashing on his hard packs of ruthless muscle. He didnโt see me in the bathroom. No, he couldnโt have. Or he wouldnโt have continued stroking that huge, heavy trunk of flesh between his legs, muttering curses in Russian. Aleksei being none the wiser about my accidental peep show is the only reason I can still call him Uncle with a straight face. Because Iโm pretty sure girls arenโt supposed to have sweaty fever dreams about their uncles. Even if theyโre not actual blood relations. And even if the dreams are against a girlโs will. Oh, who are you kidding? You beg your subconscious for those dreams. My niples turn to spikes beneath my tank top just thinking about the last one. When I joined Aleksei inside that foggy shower and he forced that hard part of himself between my lips, grunting my name and wrapping my hair in fists. Thrusting. Have I been crazy thinking he could crave that โ crave me โ in real life? Sometimes I swear I sense torment and restraint in him, but he locks it down so fast I think I imagined it. Well, Iโve had quite enough of living in such close quarters with the man haunting my dreams and turning me into a walking, talking horn dog. It hurts. Physically and mentally. Not to mention, the second โ guessing of my own sanity is starting to drive me crazy. Not that Iโd let him know that. Memories of Alekseiโs rough hands tying my bathing suit strings yesterday makes my movements provocetive as I sway closer to him, inserting myself between him and the trunk, letting my fingers walk up the center of his formidable chest. โYou wonโt miss me even a little bit?โ Eyes flaring, he catches my wrist. โDo not play games with me, Georgina.โ The breath catches in my lungs, heat rushing to my cheeks. Rushing to every part of me. What if I never get another chance to figure out if I imagined the pull between us? Iโm going to college today. Even if he tells me Iโm crazy and he could never be attracted to a girl he raised from such a young age โ a girl he taught to drive, taught to throw a punch โ I wonโt have to see him every day while living with the knowledge. The reality of not seeing him sends panic and pain slicing into my middle. And itโs the pain that knocks the words free of my mouth. โIโve tried to play games,โ I blurt out, thinking of all my silly attempts to tempt him. โYou wonโt play them back.โ Gray eyes narrow, and I sense a debate taking place. Iโm so focused on watching him for a sign of what heโs thinking, I sack in a breath when he releases my wristโฆand steps forward, pressing me back against the trunk. Traps me there. My neck is forced to crane to keep eye contact, and he looms, so massive and unmoving above me, but his dominance only makes my nerve endings go wilder. โNothing about us, little angel, is a game. I will not miss you, because I never intend to leave you.โ His hand slides beneath my skirt and cups my right cheek, kneading it, stealing the power from my knees. Making my mind reel. โThis is mine. Now go put it in the passenger seat, before your father sees me defiling you from the window. It wouldnโt stop my plans, but it might delay us.โ He slaps my backside, growling deep in his throat. โAnd you know I hate being late.โ Iโm left with my mouth agape, staring into space as Aleksei rounds the car and climbs into the driverโs side, starting the engine. What in the world just happened? Chapter 3 My Gina does not like puzzles. She fidgets now in the passenger seat like a bird in its nest, unable to get comfortable. Which means I cannot settle, either, because her comfort is my calling. I do find the way she huffs and peeks over at me from beneath her eyelashes rather adorable, however, so Iโve decided to let it continue a little longer. She will have the information she seeks soon enough. Revealing my intention to keep Georgina was not part of my plan, but Iโm a man at the end of his tether. My notorious patience is thinning with every mile I drive. Keeping myself restrained around this girl was never easy, but now that I can see light at the end of the tunnel, I find my desperation to claim Georgina growing stronger by the second. To a level of hunger I never knew existed and doubt Iโll ever extinguish. Her palms travel down her bare thighs then back up. A nervous gesture, but that doesnโt stop it from hardening my diick. When I make her my wife, I will allow the skirts. But I will take her wearing these tiny creations as a signal she wants to be facked until theyโre soaked straight through with my seed. Then she can decide if she still wants to wear them in public. If I want to make it to our destination, I must cease these thoughts, but I know from experience that itโs impossible. She is my obsession and has been such for longer than I would admit to a court of law. Quitting breathing would be easier than stopping my thoughts of her beneath me. Finally. Her vergin blood staining the sheets of our bed. Georgina sits forward suddenly. โI didnโt pack my favorite pajamas. The long red shirt with the pocket โ โ โI packed it.โ โMy copy of Anne of Green Gables?โ A memory of her curled up beside me reading the book makes my throat feel funny. โDone.โ Sheโs quiet for a beat. โWhat about my spare pair of reading glasses? I always lose the first and I need a backup until I find โ โ โTheyโre in the bag with yourโฆlotions.โ โOh. Thank you, Aleksei.โ She goes back to rubbing those thlghs. The ones that will be living around my waist very soon, but not soon enough for my sanity. โSo, um. What did you mean back in the driveway? About never leaving me. Did you mean thatโฆfiguratively?โ My lips press together to keep from smiling. Six miles. She made it six miles without giving in to her curiosity. Too bad I have to make it another two hundred miles without giving in to my impulse to fully explain my intentions. โI meant it the way I meant it.โ I feel her low hum deep in my stomach. โI donโt like that answer.โ โYou are only satisfied with full explanations.โ โThatโs because Iโm a normal.โ Again, I suppress a smile. โYou donโt find me normal, angel?โ She tilts her head and peruses me with lively green eyes. โDefinitely not.โ Her jiggling right leg tells me this line of questioning is far from over. When it finally stills, I glance over to find her cheeks pink. โAleksei, youโฆtouched me.โ At the reminder of her taut ass fitting perfectly in my hand, the teeth of my zipper bite into my swelling diick. โIโve touched you many times. Do you not recall what happens when thereโs a thunderstorm and you crawl into bed with me?โ A puff of air leaves her lips. โYouโre just so w โ warm.โ Memories of Georgina tucked tight against me, her hands dangerously low on my belly, make my fingers tighten on the steering wheel. That long red T โ shirt she calls pajamas is so threadbare I could feel her niples rake my sides every time she breathed. Oh yes, sheโs tried to play games with me many, many times. Iโve cursed my refusal to break vows on more occasions than I can remember, but Iโm a man of my word. I can only hope she will appreciate this about me one day. Tomorrow would be nice. โIโm glad my temperature pleases you, Georgina.โ I can hear her quickened breathing across the car. โBrushing my neck accidentally with your fingers when tying my bathing suit orโฆrubbing my back when Iโm sickโฆthatโs not the way you touched me in the driveway. That was different,โ she finishes in a whisper. โDid you like it?โ Heat kicks me low in the gut. Years of forcing myself to treat this girl like a niece has taken its toll. How can I resist talking to her about sax? About the off โ limits body sheโs been tempting me with since I was hired by her father? When I finally answer her question, my voice is nothing more than gravel. โYouโre asking me if I enjoyed having your smooth little cheek in my hand, knowing thereโs a tan line that slashes diagonally, right across the center?โ A rumble of hunger moves in my chest. โThereโs a reason I never remove my overcoat while youโre swimming in that green mind-fack of a bathing suit, angel. My cocck is so stiff, you could use it as a second diving board.โ Her knees shot together, and I barely check the urge to reach over and pry them apart. To see if my confession made her pantie wet. Donโt do it. If I see any evidence that her vergin cuunt is prepared for me, Iโll pull over and breed her on the hood of this car. โB โ but youโฆโ she sputters. โYouโre the one who bought the green bathing suit for me.โ โI assure you, Georgina, that bathing suit was all for Uncle Aleksei.โ Chapter 4 Is this real life? Sheltered or not, Iโm usually capable of assessing a situation pretty fast. Reading people. Solving dilemmas. But I canโt make sense of this. Aleksei, the man Iโve been having illicit fantasies about for years, has been having them about me, too? No way. I donโt believe it. All those times I snuck into his bedroom because I was โscared of the thunderโ (I wasnโt), he refused to take any of the openings I gave him. I mean, call me crazy, but when a half โ neked girl combs her fingers through a manโs chest hair and purrs like a kitten, thatโs a sure โ fire sign sheโs interested in more. But heโd only lain there like a stone statue, grunting at me in Russian to stop interrupting his sleep. All this time, has he wanted to push me down into the mattress andโฆ I canโt even bring myself to think the word, because Iโm already slick. Right where it counts. And he keeps frowning at my squeezed โ together legs, as if he knows it. โI donโt believe you. About wanting me.โ His jaw muscle flexes. Hard. Heโs angry now? โDonโt believe me?โ โNope. Why now? Why would you wait to tell me this until youโreโฆโ I fling a hand toward the passing scenery, โessentially driving me out of your life?โ He bares his teeth. โIโm not leaving you. Weโve spoken of this.โ Hearing that, knowing he didnโt just mean it in some symbolic way, my heart lifts with relief. As much as I want my freedom, the one thing โ person โ I never want to be away from is Aleksei. Heโs the one who brings home a cake and candles to celebrate my birthday when my father forgets. Heโs the one who fusses and threatens the doctors when Iโm sick. My friend, the only man whoโs ever made my lady parts clenchโฆmy uncle who isnโt really an uncle. Aleksei. But itโs difficult to reconcile the man Iโve grown up with and this new, saxually charged Adonisโฆwho claims to want me. Bad. Even after walking in on him touching himself in the shower, our relationship didnโt change. Not on his end, anyway. I was walking into walls for two months, the hot vision of his big hand stroking up and down his shaft painted on my corneas. โI need an explanation, Aleksei. Or Iโllโฆโ I search the car for some threat inspiration, my gaze landing on the granola bar sticking out of my purse. โI wonโt eat until I get the truth.โ If possible, his powerful frame grows even stiffer. โYour lunch time is in seventeen minutes, Georgina. You will not be missing it.โ Propping my hand on a bent wrist, I flutter my eyelashes at him. โThen I guess you should start talking.โ He grunts, looking at me with grudging approval. โYou are a very challenging creature.โ His fingers tap on the steering wheel. โVery well. I will appease some of this curiosity.โ My smile seems to distract him. โThank you.โ A curt nod. โTry and maintain that grateful attitude.โ His cheek flexes for long moments as he stares out at the road ahead. โDo you remember when I came to live with you?โ โOf course.โ I turn and lay the side of my face on the leather seat. โIt was the week after my motherโs funeral. My father was so paranoid, he wouldnโt let me leave the house, and I thought Iโd be a prisoner forever, butโฆhe trusted you to protect me. Before you even unpacked, you took me out for ice cream.โ โYes.โ His expression warms, before the stoicism returns and chases it away. โThis trust your father had in me is very important, Georgina. It didnโt come for free. Do you understand? Not for him or me.โ He pauses. โMy mother and sister needed a home in Chicago, and your father had the connections I didnโt, being so new to this country.โ I nod, because I knew this much already. Alekseiโs family is private and they donโt come to the house very often, unless thereโs some news that must be delivered in person. But I always know when itโs someoneโs birthday because he asks my opinion when ordering flowers or a gift online. โIโm glad he helped your family. It brought me you.โ My face goes up in flames as soon as the words leave my mouth. Normally, I wouldnโt hesitate to let Aleksei know I appreciate him. But that was before he touched me. Before he admitted to admiring my near โ neked body with looks I used to believe were platonic. Now I worry saying how much I need him out loud might make me sound too desperate. Arenโt I, though? God, I can barely sit still on the seat, I want to be in his lap so bad. โGeorgina.โ โYes,โ I breathe. โYou will continue as you always have. You will not stop telling me your thoughts.โ He rolls a shoulder. โI like them very much.โ My heart is pounding in my ears when I say, โTell me the rest.โ His eyebrows lift at being given a command, but thankfully he doesnโt pull the plug on our conversation. โI gave him five years of loyal service in exchange for his help with my family. When I came to Chicago, I assumed I would be runningโฆa very different kind of operation for your father. But when he mentioned hiring you a different bodyguard, I protested.โ I catch a laugh in my throat, just imagining what that protest from Aleksei looked and sounded like. Sort of like the human equivalent of a volcanic eruption. โThis amuses you, angel?โ The car picks up speed. โMen are not to be trusted.โ โOnly you.โ โThatโs right. Only me.โ He slants a look in my direction, those cool gray eyes roaming over my legs and bosom, his humongous arms seeming to expand and flex inside his coat. โI gave him five years. During those five years, I vowed to keep you innocent. Of all men, yes. But when I made this promise to your father, it was clear that it pertained to me. So long as this five โ year contract was in effect, you were forbidden.โ Five years. My mind flips like pages in a calendar, thinking back to the day Aleksei arrived. Fall. It was fall. I remember because the first time I saw him, I was sitting on the front steps of my house, head resting in my lap, wishing I could go ride my bike at the pier with my friends. Never again, though. My father, lost in his grief, had barred me from leaving. Alekseiโs black boots appeared first, crunching on the autumn leaves that had fallen from the tree. He crouched down and forced me to meet his eyes. Eyes that reminded me of thawing ice. Angel, heโd rasped. โAndโฆโ My mouth is dry, so I make myself swallow. โAnd when does the contract expire?โ His big chest lifts and shudders back down. โTonight.โ Chapter 5 Itโs time for Georginaโs lunch. When she doesnโt eat, everything I say is the wrong thing. So we donโt miss meals. She has been quiet since I informed her my shackles come off tonight. Quiet andโฆrestless. I take a book from the glove compartment and drop it in her lap, but she starts to read it upside down, so I stow it away again. Her fingers pluck at the hem of her skirt, her feet perform an awkward dance routine, and she keeps changing the radio stations, never settling. I have an urge to park the car and pull her across the seat, into my lap. Itโs what she needs. A good, hard ride on her manโs cocck. Even if she doesnโt realize it yet. Soon. There are some things we must speak about, before I take her body. But even I am not foolish enough to inform Georgina of her future when she has an empty stomach. She might have been born in Chicago, but she has a fiery Russian temper. In the future, I have no doubt Iโll fack her mid โ tantrum โ frequently โ but I want her first time to beโฆ Romantic. My lip curls at such a feminine notion. Only Georgina could make a cold โ blooded killer consider things like candles and high thread count sheets. I never imagined myself as a husband. And I never would have, if I hadnโt met the angel. Now I can think of nothing but making every second of her life happy. Providing and protecting what God has given me. Perhaps Georgina and I have different notions about what she requires to be content, but she will come around to my way of thinking. There is no other choice. A hint of unease creeps into my chest, but I banish it. Iโve already mapped the restaurant where I plan to feed Georgina, and we approach the freeway exit right on time. The gourmet sandwich shop is not the main attraction in the tiny town, though. And when we park along the main street, she sees it and gasps. โA library? Oh my God, itโs huge.โ She fumbles with the door handle, unable to take her eyes off the gothic building. โAleksei, did you know?โ I donโt bother answering, because she should know by now, I do nothing by accident. Instead, I climb out of the driverโs side and round the bumper, scanning the street for threats as I take Georginaโs hand, pulling her onto the sidewalk. She sways into me, but this time I donโt step back right away. I let her front mold to mine, her lips popping open at the feel of my jutting diick. I want to back her against the car, thrust my eraction up between her thighs and introduce her to the only cocck sheโll ever know, damm the potential witnesses. But as always, when I take her out in public, heads begin turning almost immediately. In Georginaโs direction. There is a breeze blowing against the hem of her skirt, the white material teasing the underside of her tempting buns. That same breeze stiffens her niples and makes her shiver, skyrocketing my protective instincts. Grinding my teeth together, I reach into the backseat and wrap her in the denim jacket she brought along. She presses her lips together, those green eyes knowing. Does she enjoy my jealousy? I wonder if she still would if she knew how deep it runs. โThank you for the library,โ she whispers. โCan we go?โ โDa, angel.โ I take her hand and lead her to the restaurant. โAfter you eat.โ โIโm not even hungry.โ She consumes every bite. I eat much faster, so I lean back in my chair and enjoy the sight of her mouth moving, the little pleased noises she makes. Just like on the street, every male in the place cranes their neck to get an eyeful of whatโs mine. Until I let them know with my eyes that I will strangle them with piano wire in their sleep if they donโt fack off. By the time Georgina finishes, weโre the only ones left in the restaurant, which pleases me very much. On the walk to the library, Georgina takes my hand and smiles up at me. โI guess I should enjoy the good meals while they last. Itโs going to be crappy campus food from here on out.โ Again, thereโs an uncomfortable pang below my neck, much like guilt. โOnly one hour in the library, Georgina. I want to stay on schedule.โ She glances up at the giant clock on top of the library. โFreshman orientation isnโt until tomorrow night. We have until then to move me into the dorm.โ She sends me a saucy wink. โNo sweat, right?โ No sweat? Moving her into a place full of strangers with bad judgment and a steamy man โ child trying to get laid around every corner? This is what she considers no sweat? There is only one way for me to retain my sanity, and it doesnโt include leaving her to sleep in a place where I cannot guard her. When I donโt answer, questions appear in Georginaโs eyes, but I quickly usher her into the library. Her intake of breath distracts me from my dark thoughts, replacing them with appreciation over her reaction. Thereโs a beam of sunlight streaming in through a second โ story stained โ glass window, and it lands on the angel, making her glow even brighter. She presses her fingers to her lips and turns in a circle, taking in the sweeping marble staircases and endless rows of books on either side. I only have eyes for Georgina, because surely there is no greater creation on this earth. The fates could not truly expect me to let her go. No. It would be impossible. I would go insane. Iโm doing the right thing. The only thing. My voice is gruff when I find it. โThe fiction section is downstairs. To your right.โ Her lips tilt at the evidence that not only did I plan in advance to bring her here, but I did my research. For her. Everything for her. โI think Iโll take a look upstairs first.โ When she climbs the marble staircase, her backside twitches right to left, turning my bloodstream into a river of fire. She casts a look back at me over her shoulder, and I know sheโs up to something. But if I can do anything but follow. Chapter 6 Turnabout is fair play, right? Aleksei has stroked my hormones like a harp player for the longest. Iโve lived for his grudging smiles and grunts of approval. Iโve woken up hot and sweaty because his lips accidentally grazed my earlobe during a hug, turning my dreams into graphic movies starring him. And me. It has not been easy living on the razorโs edge of something I donโt fully understand but am eager to learn about. And yes, maybe plotting to seduce him in a public library is a little impulsive. After all, he all but told me weโre going all the way tonight. Mere hours from now. A hot shiver passes through me as I turn down the darkened self โ help aisle, Alekseiโs boots thudding heavily on the marble behind me. I donโt want to wait for tonight. This attraction ran thick between the both of us, so Iโm kind of angry that he kept me at a distance while I was suffering. We both had needs โ Aleksei had no right to file it under his stubborn terms. Maybe the politicianโs daughter is coming out to play, because I feel compelled to take back a little of the control he didnโt see fit to allow me. Iโve been handled by my handler, and I donโt appreciate knowing how much time weโve wasted. Aleksei thought I was playing games with him before? He ainโt seen nothing yet. I find what Iโm looking for and stop, pointing to the top shelf. โAleksei?โ Heโs suddenly so huge beside me in the dim lighting, his tightly leashed control beginning to show signs of strain, it takes me a moment to continue. โCan you reach up and get me the big red one? The one with gold lettering on the spine?โ He seems surprised by my request, but complies. And I have the satisfaction of watching one dark eyebrow hop toward his hairline when he reads the title. โThe Kama Sutra, Georgina?โ I step between Aleksei and the shelf and slowly unbutton his signature black overcoat. Listening to his breath accelerate, I run a finger down his chest and stomach, feeling pretty smug when he moans. โI thought I could use some pointers for tonight.โ My index finger hooks in his waistband of his dress pants and tugs. โDonโt you want me to beโฆready?โ โI will put you in the positions that will bring you the most pleasure,โ Aleksei rasps, reaching over my head to slide the book back into its slot. โYou will not need such pointers.โ โBecause youโre going to teach me.โ Pinpricks of sweat appear on his brow. โThis is so.โ The ragged hunger in his tone sends warmth pooling between my legs, so I rub my thighs together to help tend the ache. But it doesnโt help. No, it only makes me desperate to be touched. If this plan backfires and Iโm left hot to trotโฆwithout any actual trottingโฆIโm in for a world of hurt. โCan you give me a brief outline of the lesson plan now?โ Aleksei grips the shelves above my head, and they creak in protest. His face moves within an inch of mine, those gray eyes deepening to black. โYou tempt me to madness on my final day in perdition, Georgina?โ โIt didnโt have to be this way.โ I shrug off my jean jacket and let it drop to the ground, arching my back to draw his attention to my bosom. โAll those times in your bed, late at night. No one would โ โ โStop this,โ he grinds out, pressing closer. โNo one would have known if youโd make me yours.โ โEveryone would have known within nine months, little angel. Once I gave in and facked you, youโd have been taking my seed morning, noon and night.โ Twin flames blaze to life in his eyes, evidence of the danger lurking inside this man who has cared for me for so long. โAnd make no mistake. You are already mine.โ Nine months. Nine. He means he would have gotten me pragnant. What about protection? We havenโt even kissed and heโs already talking about me having his children? There is so much that remains a mystery. Except for the fact that I want him. And I know in the deepest part of my heart that Aleksei would never, ever do something that wasnโt in my best interest. So I throw caution to the wind and incite his lust more. I want him to give me every ounce of it. โNo. Iโm not yours yet.โ My hands trace the outline of his chest and core muscles as they heave into my palms. โWhy donโt you do something to change that?โ His voice is full of dark promise when he says, โVery well, angel.โ Those capable hands drop from the shelves, hanging at his sides as our foreheads meet. He rolls them together while his hot breath forms steam on my lips. How long is he going to keep his mouth a fraction of an inch from mine? Oh God. Every second he waits, bolts turn tight below my belly button, moisture collects inside my pantie. Finally, his thumbs brush my hips and he grates a string of Russian words. His forehead grinds against mine. And just when I think Iโm going to be left in suspense forever, Aleksei slides his tongue into my mouth. I make the most embarrassing sound and almost hit the floor, like the total rookie that I am. Tongue right off the bat? Isnโt there supposed to be some lip stuff to lead into the main event? Ohโฆmy God. I donโt care. I just want more. And Aleksei gives it to me. He catches me by the elbows and drags me back upright, wedging me between his made โ of โ stone body and the bookshelf, flicking his tongue against mine until I join him, mating our mouths in a rhythm that echoes in my pulse. Who is this man? I thought I knew everything about him, right down to his preferred vodka and cologne of choice. I know which of my fatherโs associates make him stick closer to me when theyโre around, his lack of a middle name, that he secretly enjoys watching Ellen. Did I know he could kiss like this? Uh, no. His lips are only beginning to slant over mine, his tongue fully invading my mouth with full, sweeping licks, when his hands roam down my backside. This time, they donโt stop with a squeeze of my right cheek, though. No, his rough palms slide inside my pantie and grasp both sides of my bottom firmly. Possessively. With a tortured, male sound, the kiss deepensโฆand my feet leave the ground. My legs move automatically to surround his hiips as Iโm dragged slowly โ so slowly โ up the length of his hardness. That private, untouched part of me rides from the root of Alekseiโs manhood to the very top, where he keeps me. โSome days I donโt know if Iโll survive without these thighs around me. Welcoming me,โ he grates. โYou jumped into my arms onceโฆlong ago. You could barely get your legs around me then, but you tried. You tried so hard. It was almost my undoing, Georgina, standing there while you struggled to open them wide enough to fit my body.โ Flashes of memory bombard from all sides. Alekseiโs curses, his flexing jaw. โI remember. You left. YouโฆI didnโt know what Iโd done wrong.โ โNothing, angel. Youโre never anything but too facking right. I think even your father knew I went home to stroke my cocck that afternoon.โ His hands knead my backside with intention, and every muscle below my waist constricts, ripping a whimper from my throat. โThis vow I made has almost been broken many times. Iโd sell my soul to break it right now and slide my diick inside your tight hole.โ โOh,โ I blurt, my head spinning from Alekseiโs confessions. His filthy speech that somehow sounds oh โ so โ amazing. โIsnโt that what y โ youโre going to do?โ I donโt realize Iโm holding my breath, my eyes gone blind, until Aleksei laughs a little against my mouth. Thereโs only the barest touch of humor in the sound, and an ocean full of agony. And with my cliit bearing down on the thick tip of him, Iโm totally sharing in that pain. Oh wow. My inner walls are clenching out of control, my thighs squirming around Alekseiโs hiips. Forget wet. Iโm soaked. Can he feel that? He must. I can barely supply oxygen to my lungs and how dare he laugh? Howโฆdare heโฆwait, what am I mad about again? โLook at me now,โ he growls, his accent thickening. I shake my head to loosen the lust fuzz and focus on familiar gray eyes. Only theyโre not so familiar right now. Theyโre more than a little wild, pupils dilated. โYes?โ I whisper. โYou will come to understand that I do not break my vows, Georgina. I promised to keep you innocent, and soon I will promise to keep you. Period. I will have your pusy at five oโclock and no sooner.โ His grip on my bottom strengthens. โUntil then, soak me through, little angel.โ Iโm about to question Alekseiโs order when he rolls his hiips and sparks go off behind my eyes. Like everything else heโs done since our kiss started, itโs sensual and smooth. His impossibly huge stiffness chafes the silk of my underwear in slow waves. Up and back. Up and back. Until Iโm gasping for air and digging my nails into his shoulder, thighs shaking. Even my hair follicles are screaming with sensation. Oh God. Ohโฆ โAleksei.โ My hiips tweak to meet his next roll, and I hit my peak. Only itโs not just a peak. Itโs the freaking Everest of orgesms, and my ears are ringing with the impact of it, because Iโve been waiting for this man to touch me since I can remember. โAleksei. Donโt stop.โ โDa. Thatโs a good angel.โ Another sharp roll, only this time he grinds me down onto his steel bulge, sending me into another realm of pleasure I never knew was possible. Straight up into the clouds above Everest. โMake a mess of my pants. Leave me covered in that vergin smell.โ โYes. Yes.โ I canโt stop shaking, and his dark voice against my forehead, the ownership of his hands that continue to knead me, keep my climax rolling, letting it master me. And the boulder of feeling rocking me to the core knocks loose my deepest secret without warning. โI love you.โ I cling to Aleksei, working my clenching flesh on his hard lap. โI love you.โ I only catch a glimpse of Alekseiโs flaring eyes before my back hits the bookshelf, his voice rasping in my ear. โDid you just sayโฆโ His chest shudders up and down. โDid you mean that?โ My neck loses power, sending my forehead dropping into the crook of his neck. โYes. I always have. Always.โ Triumph and tenderness clash in his usually stoic face. โYou have given me heaven, angel. Now I will return the favor.โ When Aleksei peels me off the bookshelf and strides even farther into the dark, all I can think is, thereโs more? | Top novels | 132 | https://www.facebook.com/61561012736675/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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At the outdoor swimming pool, a group of people had cornered a delicate-looking girl with a pale complexion. "It wasn't me... I swear it wasn't!" she protested, panic etched on her face. "Lucille Jules! Just because you're the Jules family's little princess, it doesn't mean you can treat Zoey like dirt. She has us, her friends, to protect her. We won't let you get away with this!" A sharp-tongued woman narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Lucille can't even swim. Let's give her a taste of the pool!" In an instant, a group of attractive-looking young men and women closed in on Lucille, their faces twisted with malice. With a forceful shove, they sent her tumbling into the water. Sploosh! Like a wounded bird, Lucille flailed in the water, gasping for air. They gathered around the pool, watching her like a pack of wolves. "Still trying to get out, are you?" one of them taunted. "Hold her down!" Without mercy, they pushed the struggling Lucille back into the water. She fought back with all her might, but it was no use. Her movements grew weaker and weaker until she finally slipped beneath the surface... "Is she not moving anymore? Did we just kill her?" someone exclaimed in shock. "Quick! Pull her up!" another person shouted. The drowning Lucille was dragged to the shore, but then she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the neck of the person who pulled her up. She looked just as weak and helpless as before, but there was a chilling glint of bloodlust in her eyes. "Let go of me!" the guy whose neck was grappled by Lucille cried out in fear. The lead girl's face turned pale with anger and she ran over, yelling, "Lucille! You're asking for it!" But before she could even finish her sentence, Lucille swiftly turned and delivered a perfect sidekick, sending her crashing to the ground. Everyone was stunned. "What's happening?" "Is Lucille crazy?" The lead girl, whose name was Jenny Zanes, furiously roared, "What are you waiting for? Beat the hell out of her!" As the crowd closed in, Lucille effortlessly overpowered each and every one of them, tossing them into the pool with ease. When she had dealt with them all, she looked around in a daze, stumbled forward two steps, and then collapsed, her eyes rolling back in her head. ...... The dark enveloped a solitary and fierce young woman. Donning a sleek black suit, she sprinted with all her might. Out of nowhere, a hauntingly long voice echoed from the sky, "Lucille, run for your life. Survive!" Lucille stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and saw a raging fire all around her. Flames danced and spread towards her, swallowing her up. But Lucille remained unmoved. Staring ahead blankly, she uttered a single word, "Mother..." The lady's sorrowful voice reached her again, like the mourning of a cuckoo, every word seemingly filled with tears. "Lucille, in the Jules family, your ancestors were all of great merit and loyalty, with an unyielding spirit. And your father always acted with a clear conscience. Yet, he died an innocent man, so you must live on and clear his name!" "Lucille, you are the only bloodline of the Jules family in Dilsburg. Survive! Bring justice to the wrongly executed souls of the Jules family!" "Escape! Hurry!" The woman's voice turned hoarse and desperate. In the end, it became sharp and piercing. Lucille, tears in her eyes, watched as the woman was engulfed in flames and screamed, "Mom!" In the hospital room... Lucille, lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. All she saw was a blinding white. What was happening? Wasn't she dead? The previous night, she went on a top-secret mission. Unexpectedly, the plan was leaked, and she was surrounded by enemies. After a bloody battle, she barely escaped death. But then, while going to meet her companions at the alleyway, she was shot with a nerve toxin from behind and died on the spot. She never knew who betrayed her until her death. But now, why was she lying in a hospital bed? Could it be that she didn't actually die? Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she brutally beat up a group of rich girls by the poolside... She had truly been reborn! With a loud bang, the hospital door was rudely pushed open. Two nurses strolled in and paid no attention to Lucille who was lying in bed. "Did you hear the news? Last night, Lucille, the daughter of the Jules family in Dilsburg, was executed for committing treason!" "What? The Jules family's daughter was a gifted and accomplished warrior. She followed in her father's footsteps and became a legend for countless victories. Why on earth would she betray her country?" "I don't know, but news about her is everywhere now. After her death, the Jules family in Dilsburg is really gone." Lucille widened her eyes suddenly, and her hand, hidden under the covers, clenched tightly. The Jules family was known for their loyalty and bravery, but who would have thought they would end up like this? Lucille bit her lip hard, two drops of tears escaping her eyes before she forced them back in. No tears allowed! She wouldn't let go of anyone who had ever mistreated or plotted against her or her family. With this second chance at life, she would seek the truth and avenge her family using the enemies' blood. The nurses were chatting animatedly about the latest gossip when one of them had her attention was drawn to Lucille, who was lying in bed with an unnaturally crimson gaze fixed upon the ceiling. Why were this mute's eyes bloodshot? The intensity of her glare was so unsettling that it sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but stare at Lucille in shock and confusion. "How... how..." The long-haired nurse was horrified, her voice trembling as she stared at Lucille. The short-haired nurse, annoyed, turned to look and saw Lucille staring calmly at the ceiling, her expression indifferent. She sneered, "She's mute, anyway." The long-haired nurse let out a sigh of relief as she noticed Lucille's calm expression. She realized that it was just her imagination. "By the way, this young lady from the Jules family is also called Lucille," she said. The short-haired nurse snorted, "Hmph! What is she to be compared to the God of War? She's a worthless nobody who only knows how to bully Miss Johnson. She's not even qualified to carry the God of War's shoes!" Lucille's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. Just then, the door to the ward opened again. A delicate-looking girl was wheeled in. When she saw Lucille, she furrowed her brows with concern. "Lucille, you're finally okay! Are you feeling any discomfort?" Lucille slowly turned to face the stranger and suddenly, an overwhelming hatred surged within her chest. It was a hate that made her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. Then, a flood of memories that didn't belong to her came rushing into her mind. It turned out that she had been reborn into this girl with the same name: Lucille Jules, the youngest daughter of the Jules family in Shein City. She had been cherished since birth but had her life turned upside down when Zoey Johnson appeared at the age of ten. Zoey was the daughter of a close friend of Howard Jules. When Lucille was ten years old, Zoey was brought back to the Jules family. It was said that Zoey's father died saving Howard, which caused Howard to feel extremely guilty about Zoey and treat her with utmost care and protection. However, since Zoey's arrival, Lucille had been plunged into a painful abyss. Zoey was skilled at deception, always hiding her true intentions behind a smile. She was cunning and manipulative, and had always used any means necessary to take away everything that Lucille cared about. Whether it was Lucille's favorite doll or her beloved group of friends, Zoey always managed to take them away. Eventually, Zoey even took away Howard's affection and earned the unconditional trust and love of Lucille's three older brothers. In the eyes of the Jules family, Lucille โ Howard's own daughter and her brothers' sister โ gradually became an eyesore and a thorn in their side. Whenever Lucille tried to expose Zoey's schemes in front of everyone, she was scolded and accused of being ungrateful and purposely bullying Zoey. As for Zoey, she enjoyed everything that originally belonged to Lucille. She even accused Lucille of stealing in school, causing Howard to punish Lucille severely and almost beat her to death. After that incident, Lucille was completely heartbroken and stopped rebelling, becoming quiet and submissive. Her grades also plummeted, and she was given the nickname "mute and idiotic". Originally, Lucille thought she would live the rest of her life like this. However, at her 19th birthday party, she unintentionally discovered her fiance and Zoey kissing in the stairway. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Lucille confronted them and ended up "accidentally" pushing Zoey down the stairs. While everyone was concerned about Zoey's injuries, no one noticed that poor Lucille was being assaulted by Zoey's friends and eventually drowned in the pool. Recalling all of this, Lucille felt an intense resentment building up inside of her, almost suffocating her. She took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "Let it go. I will avenge you." After that, the resentment in her body gradually dissipated. Zoey stared at Lucille's pale face, her gaze darkening. She couldn't help but feel that Lucille seemed different from before. She seemed to have a colder and more piercing look in her eyes. | Webfic-books | 4380 | https://www.facebook.com/100086781164052/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2195104 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004051 | 1746634329 | 1634 | c.whastory.com | Learn more | VIDEO | ๐ฅ๐ฅ Click to Read ๐๐ป๐๐ป | https://c.whastory.com/ad/bnV0cmVhZHMvMzI1NTU3LzIwMjQxMDE0MTAzMjIzL3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}} | 1.8142321172642E+14 | Wha002 | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462714936_854650950146259_6627321626404459414_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=SpIe7GWOC6AQ7kNvgGk8MZC&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ATyB-iJp-VTsh8duh2-ylr4&oh=00_AYCu7tkZEs_c1DBmcVPEpOFtbG28-gVGn02mHR1Y7SYkDQ&oe=671431CC | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. โโโโโโโโ "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. Axel. The look on his face confused me but I didn't have time to think about it before my world went black. | Wha002 | 58 | https://www.facebook.com/61554783541379/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Mated to my stepfather, I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you do this for me again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. My stepfather, Alpha Andrรฉ stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. What the hell? *** Chapter 1 Olivia's POV I sat in my living room, rocking back and forth on my father's old chair. I could still smell his scent on the old leather, bringing tears to my eyes. In my arms, I cradled the porcelain jar that held my dadโs ashes. It still felt like a dream. I pinched myself multiple times to wake myself up from this nightmare, but I only ended up with bruises on my arms each time my fingernails sank into my skin, drawing blood. This was no dream. Dad was dead. It was almost unbelievable, but it was true. I glanced over at the table, and on it was the letter the Luna of my pack had delivered to me during Dad's funeral. I picked it up and read through it for the tenth time. Regardless of how many times I read it, I still couldn't believe she was coming here after everything that she did, after all this time. That was impossible. Yet, my suitcase was packed beside me because Luna Mia had also been quite clear on her stance. Since Dad was gone, I had to leave. I was leaving my pack, the only home I had known all my life, to stay withโฆ Knock! Knock! Knock! I was jerked from my brooding. I carefully placed the jar on the table and walked to the door. The impatient knocking came again, and the air was suddenly filled with the scent of expensive, intrusive perfume, which almost blurred Dad's scent, that was still lingering in the room. I walked to the door, flung it open, and saw her. My mother. She was nothing like I remembered from her lips, which were a bright red, and the flashy large hoop earrings that were dangling on both ears. She cleared her throat, interrupting my assessment, "God! You look like a mess, Olivia.โ Her eyes swept over me in one fair swoop of disgust. "You should brush your hair. It looks like a bird's nest." Her voice was high and full of mockery. This was exactly like I remembered. Only that, Dad used to be at the receiving end of that mockery. Now, it was me. "What are you doing here, Nicole?โ She gasped and looked at me angrily, and I took joy in seeing the displeasure on her face as her lips turned down angrily at the sides. "Where are your manners, young lady? Need I remind you that I am still your mother.โ I scoffed. A person like her could call herself a mother? Without waiting for my reply, Nicole pushed past me and entered the house. I closed the door and watched her in anger as she looked around. "Still looks the same. Your father never changed those filthy sofas after all." She turned to me again. "You got my letter, didn't you?" I folded my arms and stared angrily at her. "Yeah, I did. Tell me this is some joke." My mother laughed sarcastically and suddenly glared at me angrily, โLook, Liv..." "Don't call me Liv.โ That was something that only my loved ones could call me. She was not on that list. Although there was no list anymore as there had been only one personโDad. And he was not even here anymore. Another wave of heartache hit me while Nicole rolled her eyes and ignored my comment. "Look, I don't have much time. Get your stuff and get into the car, and if I feel like it, I can explain things to you." She gave the house one last disgusted look over and walked out. I sighed angrily and sat in my dad's chair. What was all this? Why did she have to come? When I had gotten the letter from the packโs Luna, a part of me had desperately hoped that it was some prank and that she wouldnโt make it. After all, I had spent thirteen years waiting for her to walk through these same doors. Yet, she had ended up coming. I heard a low rumbling sound, and I looked out of the window; I saw a black BMW. I raised my eyebrow in surprise. That was my mother's ride? Where on earth did she... The car outside honked its horn, and I knew my time here was up. Still holding the jar with my dad's ashes, I dragged my suitcase out of the door. My mum finally stopped honking as I walked up to the car with my suitcase. "I don't even know why you even bother carrying those ashes. Your hands are all dirty. Could you not get them on my seats? They're Italian leather." I scoffed angrily. How dare she? "You're unbelievable! How could you say that about Dad?!" She rolled her eyes and gave me a pointed stare. "Do you even know how much Italian leather costs?" I was dumbfounded, but she couldn't care less. "For the record," I said in a grim tone. "I am only tagging along because Dad would have wanted me to. I'd rather be dead with him than go anywhere with you." โThat would have been better, Liv,โ she mumbled and turned away. If I had expected that anything would be different after thirteen years and a new ride, I was awfully wrong, and Nicole was in a hurry to let me know. โDriver, step on it. I have things to do." The driver started the car, and then we sped away, leaving my old life, house and everything I have ever known behind. "How long is this ride?" I asked, turning back to the window. It felt like we had been driving for hours. The scenery was lovely. There were lots of flowers and beautiful trees, and the grass was lush green. Soon, we pulled up in front of a large mansion, and its grandeur took my breath away. "I forgot to mention that your stepfather is the Alpha of this pack. He owns this place," my mom said, brimming with pride, and I resisted an eye roll. Before I could say anything else, the driver opened the door, and she stepped out. However, I remained in the car, boiling with anger as my shock vanished into thin air. This explained everything. She was such a gold-digger! She had abandoned Dad and me all these years to marry some old, rich Alpha. My stomach churned in disgust at my mother. Suddenly, the door opened, and the driver stood beside it. "Miss Olivia, do you need help with your bags?" "No," I said, coarsely. "I can sort myself out." I got out of the car, hoisted my suitcase out, and kept my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm. I walked to the front door and saw my mother waiting for me. "I see you finally got out. I was starting to think that the magnificence of this place had rendered your little legs paralysed." Her voice was haughty and arrogant, and I felt my cheeks burn hot with fury. We walked inside and were face to face with a giant golden staircase. I was taken aback. This house was huge! Maids walked by my mother and me, greeting her as โLuna', and each time I heard it, I felt my insides boil hotter, and sadness washed over me. I couldn't believe she had been here all this time, basking in all this wealth while we struggled daily to get by. The sound of hurried steps echoed, and Mom turned to me and whispered harshly. "Get out of here. The maids will show you to your room." I raised an eyebrow and folded my arms defiantly. "No." "I'm warning you, Olivia. And keep your voice down." I scoffed. "Last I checked, this house belongs to your boo thing, not you. I need him to say it if he doesn't want me here. And I hope he says it so I can get out of here." Every nerve in my body tingled with electricity as the steps got closer. What was happening to me? With my heart thumping against my chest, I turned to look at the staircase. Every thought cleared from my head as I looked at him. My heart skipped a beat, and every step he took towards us made me feel like I could not breathe or look away from the perfection that he was. Built like some Greek god, the man walking down the staircase looked like he had walked out of some human magazine cover, and I felt myself melt under his dominance as soon as he was in front of me. His aura made my body shiver with pleasure, admiration and awe. โMATEโ, my wolf growled. "Alpha Andrรฉ, good afternoon.โ My mom spoke up, and it was only then that I noticed that every other head was bowed except mine. Wait, Alpha? My eyes widened as I did the maths. This was her new husband? He was the last thing from an old, rich Alpha, and I was struggling to pull my eyes away from him. How on earth did he end up with someone like Nicole? Ignoring Nicole, his eyes fell on me, "who is this?โ Chapter 2 Olivia's POV โWho is this?โ His deep, sonorous voice resonated throughout the room, and my body tingled to the sound. I felt his green eyes wash over me in one swoop, and I instantly felt giddy while butterflies began to flap in my stomach. Without trying to be discreet, I checked him out properly. His hair was dark, and his muscular torso strained against his tight shirt, outlining his abs and pecs. I felt myself drooling with desire. I couldn't explain what I felt, but a part of me was yearning for him. His face was dashingly handsome, and my eyes trailed down to his sharp and chiselled jaw. I gawked at his soft lips and began to imagine how it would feel to kiss themโฆ Shocked at my thoughts, I shook my head to push those unholy thoughts away. But the moment my eyes met his one more time, I was stuck. There was no way that he was my stepdad. Alpha Andrรฉ raised his eyebrow; he looked pretty intrigued, and I felt the lump in my throat disappear. "My name is Olivia. I'm Nicole's dโฆ" "Sister!" said my mom, cutting in nervously. "She is my sister from a distant pack." I stared at Nicole, stunned. She didn't want him to know that I was her daughter. "Screw you!" I yelled angrily at her, and she gave me a death stare. I ignored it and turned to Andrรฉ. I was almost caught off guard by his sparkling green eyes. "I'm Nicole's daughter. It seems she left that part out of her resumรฉ when she applied to be your wife." From the corner of my eyes, I could see Mom getting red in the face, and her anger was burning hot, but I didn't care. I was determined to push her buttons. "Nicole didn't tell me about you. Either way, it is nice to meet you." I felt some confidence stir up in me. I just felt this connection, and it felt like I could say anything to him. "Are you sure having a wife you know nothing about is smart? She could kill you in your sleep, you know." I watched as his smooth lips curled into a smirk, making him more dashing. God, he was so s*xy! How on earth did Mum bag him? I watched him as he turned his head to one of the maids who stood nearby, supposedly waiting for his next order. "You. Prepare a room for her on the third floor. Make sure it is comfortable." He turned back towards the stairs, and Mum and I followed him behind. "So tell me about yourself, Olivia. You have a beautiful name, I must say." I felt my cheeks get hot. I felt the butterflies in my stomach flutter madly. "Well, there wouldn't be much to say if only Nicole had told you about me sooner. I'm done with high school and taking a break year before I start college andโฆ" There was not much about me, and my introduction ended after a few sentences. However, I was trapped by his captivating green eyes. More than once, his arm brushed mine, and I felt heated passion fill me up, just waiting to burst out. When I looked him in the face, I caught his eyes looking at my lips before looking back at me. This was torturous. And he was my stepfather! We finally reached the third floor, and Mum rushed to him, pushing me aside rudely. โAlpha, I donโt think Olivia should stay on the first floor. She has night terrors at times and might wake you if she stays on the same floor as you." I was stunned. What was Mum getting at?! What night terrors? On the bright side, Andrรฉ ignored her and disappeared into a room on the third floor. Mom turned and stared at me angrily. โDo I need to remind you that you are here as a guest? You should know your place. I am still your mother whether you like it or not." I glared back at her with the same intensity, "Back off! I'm not the one who asked to be dragged here. That was all on you. You planned this with Dad.โ I took a deep breath, my anger coursing through every vein, โAlso, I think you are the one who should know their place. You. Are. Not. My. Mum." I watched as her face changed into different shades of white. She gave me one furious glare and then headed down to the second floor. After a while, one of the maids walked up to me. "Miss Olivia, please follow me to your room. It is ready for you,โ she said with a small bow and led the way. I followed behind her and dragged my suitcase along with me. I still had my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm, and I wondered if he was watching all of this. Soon, we stopped at a time just a few doors away from the room Alpha Andrรฉ had disappeared into. "Your room, Miss Olivia. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes. Please be ready. Here is the key. Do make yourself comfortable." The maid handed me the key and headed downstairs. I was left alone in the lobby. I took a deep breath and stared at the key in my hand. I was here; there was no turning back now. I slotted it into the keyhole and turned it, and with a click, it opened. Nothing could have prepared me for the sight I saw. My room was huge! There was enough space in here to throw a party. The walls were a beautiful pale pink, and a chandelier hung on the ceiling, elegantly flooding the room with light. The reading table was made out of smooth wood, and a laptop and detached keyboard were on it. I dropped my suitcase and walked over to the bed. The sheets were made of rich, smooth and soft silk, and the mattress was so comfy that it felt like I was sleeping on a cottony heap of clouds. โOkay. I could get used to this.โ I got off the bed, took off my clothes and wrapped a towel around my body. I needed to have a quick shower before dinner. I smelled all sweaty. After the shower, I changed into something nicer and did my hair. The shower gel was expensive and exotic, and I smelled like wild peaches. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Miss Olivia, are you ready for dinner? The Alpha has requested that you eat with him." I was about to say something, but my stomach rumbled, cutting me off. "I will be down in a few minutes." The maid nodded and walked away, and in a few minutes, I was out of my room, heading downstairs. "Miss Olivia, where are you going?" I turned around and saw the maid who had called me for dinner. "I'm sorry. I'm looking for the dining room." The maid shook her head and smiled politely. "I'm sorry. I must have missed something while I was giving you the message. Dinner will be in the Alpha's personal room on the third floor." I stared at the maid with wide-open eyes. "What..?!" Chapter 3 Andrรฉโs POV I smelled her even before the door opened, and my hands clenched around the chairโs handle as Olivia entered my private quarters. Her body was tense, and she looked around curiously before her gaze settled on me. As though unnerved, she looked away immediately. How did the moon goddess create such perfection? To reward my waiting? I had spent more than twenty years waiting for my fated mate. For the one, the one that was made for me. Yet, there had been nothing. Eventually, I had settled for an arrangement for the pack's sake. But she was here now. And she was the best f**king thing I have laid my eyes on. โWhereโs Nicole?โ She squeaked, her voice barely audible. I would have missed it if all of my senses werenโt focused on her. I wanted to know everything. I needed to take in her smile, her beautiful blue eyes that shone like the sea. f**k, I could already imagine running my hands through those large blond curls that fell over her shoulders. It took me some seconds to realise I hadnโt answered her. Nicole. It had been relatively easy to tell that they didnโt have the best relationship. Just now, when her mother had been there, she had been fierce and stubborn, like a fiery temptress. My temptress. โNicole wonโt be joining us,โ I replied and saw her wring her fingers together. Could she not feel it? Dinner went by slowly, and every now and then, Olivia would look up at me, her blue eyes probing and curious. I was dying to know her, too. But from what Nicoleโs driver had reported, she had just lost her father. A part of me was tempted to stand up and close the distance between us. To wrap her in my arms and let her know she had me now. Nothing was going to hurt her. But I didnโt want to scare her away. She was too important to me. I took a deep breath, calming my wolf that was pushing to claim his mate and my c0ck that was starting to react just from the thought of having Olivia in my arms. โDamn man, when did I get laid last?โ I wasnโt attracted to Nicole, but as my Luna, she had the most important thing I needed; she could handle matters very cleanly and made running the pack's internal affairs seem easy. Also, because of how hard she worked, it also meant that I had to give her a certain level of face here in my pack. Meetings outside the pack and checking over my company in the human world were among the few times that gave me a chance to get laid. I hadnโt been to one in two months. That had to be why. โIโm done,โ Olivia said, her voice breaking through my thoughts and my spine straightened. I frowned as I looked at her plate and the dishes in front of her; although I had spaced out just now, it was not enough time for her to have eaten enough food. โAre you uncomfortable?โ I asked, and she looked down, biting her lips. Damn. The very action sent some command to my c0ck, and I could feel it stirring in my pants. โThereโs nothing to be worried about; I wonโt bite.โ That was a lie. I had every intention to bite. Especially with the way she was biting down on her lower lip. โIf you donโt like these, you can have dessert,โ I snapped my hands, and one of the kitchen staff walked out with a tray in his arm. I didnโt like sweets, but I had instructed them to make them for her. I almost gave myself a back pat when her eyes brightened at the popsicles before her. When she picked one up, I realised just how large it was. Her small, pouty mouth was way too small for that. Entranced, I watched as my little mate placed the giant popsicle in her mouth, and as I had guessed, she could only lick from a small corner. A m0@n fell from her mouth as she tasted it, and every nerve in my body tightened. If she continued at this rate, I wasnโt sure I could hold back from bending her over this table and claiming her as mine. โCan your mouth take all of it in?โ I asked, and Oliviaโs face flushed red, and she burst into a coughing fit. I shot up and rushed to her side without thinking. A move that I regretted because one whiff of her sweet floral scent was more than enough to bring me to my knees. My c0ck was hard, and my balls were heavy from being around and watching her. I moved behind the chair. I couldnโt let her see just how hard I was for her. For my โstepdaughterโ Olivia stood up, and my eyes followed her every move. Was she feeling the mate pull the way I was? I could never know if she did because right before I could say a word, Olivia dashed off. My dining room, the same place I had dined in for more than twenty years now, felt too big for my liking. Too empty. Did this affect my little mate? โAlpha, we caught a maid about to report to Miss Nicole about the dinner,โ one of my assistants stepped into the dining room and reported. โRemove all the unnecessary help on this floor.โ Nicole was nosy, and I wasnโt ignorant of the fact that she had spent the last year trying to win over my staff. Unfortunately, her position was about to be vacant. My mate was here. Irritation bubbled in my throat as I remembered their relationship. That was one hell of a trick from the moon goddess. However, that didnโt matter. Nothing could keep me from my Olivia. โOlivia,โ I called out, testing her name, and when I couldnโt hold it in anymore, I stood up, striding out of the dining room. I didnโt want her to be away from me. She had barely eaten anything, but judging by how petite she was, I suspected that food was not on her list of favourite things. Chapter 4 Olivia's POV I ate in silence and stole glances at him. Sometimes, our eyes would meet and lock, and I'd turn away silently, though not without getting a lovely glance at his lips. I wanted to kiss them so badly. The way his lips moved as he chewed filled me with thoughts. I could only imagine how it would feel to have those lips kiss me and travel down, downโฆ down. f**k! I took one hand off the table and placed it on my lap, gripping my dress tightly. I squeezed my legs and felt something wet on my thigh. "Keep it together, Olivia." I stopped eating for a brief moment, and I caught him licking the back of his spoon. I gasped as the sensations between my legs spiked. What was he doing to me? "I'm done." I put my spoon down and turned my head away, trying to hide my blush. The food was delicious but I couldn't eat anymore, not like this. I could feel my juices dripping down my legs. I had to excuse myself from the table. โAre you uncomfortable?โ he asked, slowly putting down his spoon and gazing at me with those grey eyes. I shook my head. I couldn't dare open my mouth. m0@ns had replaced all words. I couldn't let them escape. โThereโs nothing to be worried about; I wonโt bite.โ I wanted him to bite me, a love bite. I wanted to see red marks on my skin caused by his lips svcking every inch of me. Dessert soon came as he snapped his fingers, and the air was filled with a sweet, fruity scent. My eyes lit up. Popsicles! The waiter dropped the tray with them on the table and walked away. I helped myself to one. It was huge! My eyes washed over it slowly. I love sweets, but I wanted something sweeter. I tried to svck it all at once, but it was way too big for my mouth. I started from the corner and made my way down his big c0ck. f**k! Did I say 'c0ck'? It was too late. The image was already etched in my mind. svcking his c0ck slowly, feeling the sensations run down his spine as my tongue played with him. I began to m0@n softly as I svcked on the popsicle; my eyes closed with content. โCan your mouth take all of it in?โ Andrรฉ asked. I looked up and found his eyes watching me keenly. Oh no! What if he knew I was thinking aboutโฆ "Cough! Cough! I have toโฆ cough!โฆ go." I rushed out of his room and ran to mine. I bolted the door and walked to my bed. What had happened? I lay down and tried to calm myself down. "Deep breaths, Liv, deep breaths." I slipped my hand under my dress and felt my underwear. I was soaked through. I sighed. I needed to have a shower. I moved my hand slightly and grazed the tip of my bud. A m0@n escaped my lips, and I was immediately silent. The best idea was to take my hand out, shower and forget this whole debacle. I moved my hand, but I grazed my bud again. Another sigh escaped my lips. f**k it! I moved my fingers, lightly caressing my swollen bud. The sensations made me shiver. I wished these were Andrรฉ's fingers. My m0@ns grew louder. I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My hands undid my front zip and dove into my bosom. My nips were so hard. I wanted him to svck them. My fingers moved faster and suddenly plunged inside me. "AhhhโฆAndrรฉโฆ!" His c0ck filled me up. I felt its girth as it touched the walls of my pu$$y. It was huge. He pulled out after a while and moved his lips closer to my face; his husky, deep voice filled my ears. "Are you sure you can take all of me?" I didn't even need to reply, and he penetrated me again. My body tensed up and gripped his hard c0ck tight. His thrvsts were slow and shallow. "Yes. Yes, please don't stop." He plunged deeper, and I grabbed the sheets. I was dazed yet still greedy. I wanted more. "AhhhhโฆAndrรฉ. I need more Andrรฉ. Please give me more." His tempo increased, and so did my m0@ns. His name was on my breath, his scent in my nostrils, his lips on my skin and his hands in my hair. My body squirmed desperately, and I felt myself tighten. I heard his voice in my ears. "Are you going to come for me?" "Yes, Andrรฉ. Please don't stop." The tempo picked up, and I m0@ned louder and harder. My face was flushed. My pu$$y was soaked, and I could hear sputtering sounds as he continued to f**k me deep. My legs trembled, and my voice could barely be heard. I gripped the sheets harder, pulling out from the side that they were tucked in neatly. My breathing became wheezy as the sensations shot up. His dรญck went harder and deeper inside me, filling me up perfectly. My legs felt numb. Any more, and I wouldโฆ "Ahhhhhhhhโฆ" My body jolted, and my juices poured out of my, streaming down my legs and soaking the bed. I felt my forehead and beads of sweat got stuck to my hand. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you cvm for me like that again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. Alpha Andrรฉ stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. My eyes travelled down, and I saw the obvious bulge in his trousers. What the hell? | Good Novel and Story | 18 | https://www.facebook.com/61563112123593/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!" | Lovestory-hh | 8166 | https://www.facebook.com/61556199416049/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2194742 | 1 | active | 10/15/24, 9:54 AM | 5/7/25, 11:12 AM | 1729004044 | 1746634329 | 1634 | fb.lovenovelshort.com | Learn more | VIDEO | Continue reading | https://fb.lovenovelshort.com/book/loading/page/novelshortnew/150954281377?utm_campaign={{campaign.id}}&utm_content={{campaign.name}} | 3.9006697752908E+14 | Novel Short-Romance Novel | https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463267388_1236528267590153_8531666523157234204_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=pk5UNLxrbDAQ7kNvgFlru0j&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A29zDPuidisfhvl3sq52A_5&oh=00_AYAl6t-2PIT4oh3YjFds9cSh7OZ04YvMVX2hQHz0zfeYNw&oe=67144198 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | Let Me Go, Alpha Chapter 1 The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. Despite everything, I still wanted to be with him, hoping time would change everything. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied, Theia. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. Don't expect that I'll return your affection," he spat in disdain. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โSince you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ โIโm sorry,โ he whispered, โTheia... Iโm so, so sorry. Let's start over again, okay?โ โโ I ran, my heart pounding in my heart like a drumbeat I couldnโt escape. The scent of blood thickened in the air as I neared the packโs border, and a sickening dread crawled up my spine. "Eris!" I screamed her name, prayingโbeggingโthat I was wrong. But then I saw her. My legs nearly gave out as I reached the clearing. There, lying crumpled among the blood-soaked grass, was my daughterโs mangled body. her frame twisted at unnatural angles and blood... so much blood. It pooled around her, seeping into the earth as if the very ground was weeping for her. "Eris!" I choked out again, falling to my knees beside her. Her tiny hand was still wrapped around a cluster of medicinal herbs, clenched so tightly her knuckles had gone white. "No... no..." My voice cracked, barely above a whisper. I rocked her back and forth, tears streaming down my face, mixing with the blood on her clothes. "I'm so sorry. I wasnโt there. I wasnโt there to protect you." Eris had been everything. My world. My hope. And now... now she was nothing more than a cold body in my arms. I called Dinlas over and over, desperate and hysterical, but I couldn't get through to him. When he finally answered, I barely had time to speak before he barked, โWhereโs Erin? I told her to get the herb. Why isnโt she back yet? Victoriaโs waiting!โ "You-" I hadn't finished my words when I heard Victoria's coquettish voice sounded. "It hurts Dinlas..." "Tell your daughter to hurry up, or else she won't like what I'll do to her!" After saying that, Dinlas cut off the line and even blocked our mind link. I couldnโt believe what I heard. The same old story. The same disregard for our family. The annual Alpha meeting was always about Dinlas and Victoria. Every year, he brought her along as if she were his Luna, flaunting her in front of the other packs while I stood by, watching in silence, enduring it all. This year, they had insisted on bringing Eris along. Victoria had said she wanted to โget closeโ to our daughter, to โbondโ with her, as if the years of resentment and neglect could be undone with a few pleasantries. I should have known better. I should have refused. But I hadnโt. And now my daughter was gone. I wanted to bury her remains, but Eris' body was Incomplete, and I could only choose to cremate her. Days passed in a blur. I kept myself busy, or at least tried to, but no amount of distraction could lift the weight pressing down on me. Every corner of the house felt colder and darker without my daughter. I couldn't stop thinking about how everything could have been different. Maybe if I had fought harder, maybe if I hadโ The door burst open with a loud crash, shattering my thoughts. I blinked and looked up, startled, just in time to see Dinlas storming in. His eyes were dark with fury. โWhere's the medicine?โ Dinlas roared, his voice vibrating through the walls. I stood frozen for a moment, his rage slamming into me like a tidal wave. โWhat?โ โEris!โ he bellowed, eyes blazing as he stepped closer. โWhere is she? I told her to get the herb, but she didnโt come back to the party. Did you hide her? Tell her to apologize to Victoria right now! Victoriaโs been nothing but generous despite what Erin did! Look how youโve spoiled her! Don't you know that Victoria was forced to stay in the clinic because of that?!โ I forced myself to stand tall, even though everything inside me was crumbling. I didn't care whether Victoria died, or if something bad happened to her, I just wanted to end everything today. โSign these.โ I threw the divorce papers at him and intoned coldly, โYou have no right to discipline Erin. Since you badly wanted to be with Victoria, Iโll step aside. You two can finally be together.โ His eyes flashed with anger, and he tore the papers with his claws. โErin did something wrong, and you want to divorce me because I'm trying to discipline her? You've gone nuts!โ โDiscipline? What did Erin do wrong, Dinlas? What crime did she commit that you sent her out alone to get that freaking herb? Do you even know what happened to her?โ But before I could finish, he snapped, โEnough! I told her to get the herb. So what? She's already grown up, and she had alpha bloodโwhat could have happened? Sheโs always whining to you because you're spoiling her!โ โShe's just five years old! She couldn't shift yet, but you're treating her as if she's one of your warriors!โ I took a deep breath and added, "I'm done with all of this nonsense. Just divorce me like you've always wanted to." I handed him another set of divorce papers and said coldly, โErin wonโt trouble you anymore. Just sign it.โ My daughter was innocent, but her only mistake was being born into this family. Dinlasโs face darkened, his voice rising in fury. โEnough with your nonsense! I gave you what you wanted before and now you want a divorce? Do you think youโll get custody? Dream on!โ Without waiting for me to speak, he stormed out in a rage. Tsk. It seemed that he thought I was just simply throwing tantrums, and my anger would soon pass. But this time was different. I was exhausted and I just wanted to get far away from here. Chapter 2 Iโd always known Dinlas wasnโt mineโnot really. The Fates had never tied our souls together, no invisible string drawing us closer, no signs from the Moon Goddess to tell me he was my destined mate. But that never stopped me from loving him. Loving him from afar, silently, without expectations. Dinlas, the son of the Alpha, always seemed so far above me, like a star I could admire but never touch. The only reason I was ever close to him was because of my mother. She was Oureaโs protectorโthe Lunaโs personal warrior. My mother had earned her place through years of service, loyalty, and strength, but even so, our family wasnโt the same as Dinlasโ. Our worlds were close, but still apart, separated by an unspoken barrier of rank and destiny. Then one day, the rival wolves broke through the pack's border and attacked us without warning, savage and desperate. I wasnโt there, but I heard the storiesโhow my mother stood in front of Luna Ourea, shielding her from the rival' attack. She fought them off but at the cost of her life. By the time the others arrived, it was too late. My mother had saved the Luna, but she couldnโt save herself. I was called to her side, the scent of blood thick in the air, her life slipping away with every breath. I knelt beside her, holding her hand, trying to be strong for her, but I could feel her slipping. Her grip weakened, and her voice trembled as she spoke her final wordsโnot to me, but to Ourea. โPlease fulfill Theiaโs wish,โ she said, her voice barely a whisper. โMarry her to Dinlas. Thatโs all I ask.โ Ourea nodded, her face stricken with grief and guilt. She agreed, and I could see the weight of my motherโs death pressing down on her, the burden of a promise she didnโt want to make. I knew it wasnโt out of love or kindness. It was because my mother had died for her. And so, I was promised to Dinlas. I should have felt joy, and on some level, I did. After all, I had dreamed of this moment my entire life. I had loved him quietly, patiently, and now, in a way, he was mine. But it wasnโt how I had imagined. My mother was gone, and there was no warmth in Dinlasโ eyes when he looked at me. Still, I tried to find comfort in the fact that I could finally be with the man I had always wanted, even if he didnโt love me back. However, on our wedding night, Dinlas made sure I knew the truth. We stood alone in our chamber, the ceremony long over, the pack celebrating outside. I waited, heart pounding, hoping for some sign of affection, some acknowledgment that I was his wife now. But when he spoke, his voice was cold, void of emotion. "You used your motherโs life to trap me into this marriage. I hope youโre satisfied. I may be your husband in public, but the woman I love is not you. I'll respect my motherโs wishes, but don't expect that I'll return your affection." True to his word, Dinlas maintained the image of a devoted husband in front of others. Our marriage was a sham, but I still loved him, so I stayed quiet, playing the role of the dutiful wife, pretending that the ache in my chest wasnโt tearing me apart. He didn't celebrate Erin's birth and even said she shouldn't have been born as a daughter. I thought everything would change once I married him, but instead, I was the one trapped in a loveless marriage. The life I had gained by sacrifice now felt like a curse. After Erin died, I returned to the small, rundown home where Iโd lived with my mother. However, I knew that I wouldn't be able to move forward if I stayed there, so I packed my things, held the urn, and was about to leave, but before I could step out, the door swung open. "I've looked for her everywhere but Eris is not here. Where did you hide her?" "Where is Erin? Bring her out now!" I clutched the urn tighter, my heart pounding as I met Dinlas' furious glare. "You have no right to even speak her name. Get out and take your mistress with you!" My defiance only stoked the fire in his eyes. His voice dripped with venom as he stepped closer. "Shut up. I guess Iโve been far too lenient with you. You've raised Erin to be as twisted as you!" The blood froze in my veins as his command swept through me. I bit my lip and defied him. "Erin is just five years old! What could you possibly blame her for?" Victoria stepped forward, her movements deliberate, pulling away her mask to reveal a face covered in angry red welts. Her eyes were glassy with unshed tears as she looked at Dinlas. โI just wanted to get closer to her, but it seems she Eris doesn't like me. Don't blame her, Dinlas; she probably didn't know what she gave me was wolfsbane.โ Dinlas exploded. "Stop defending her! Eris scarred your face because Theia has poisoned her mind!" I stared at him, incredulous. "Dinlas, sheโs your daughter! How could you accuse her without evidence?!" Glaring at me, Dinlas thundered, "I saw it with my own eyes when Eris hurled the wolfsbane on Victoria's face! Do you think I'm blind? Get her here and I'll teach her a lesson!" "She won't be coming because she's dead..." I retorted with difficulty. Chapter 3 "Theia, you don't have to lie just to hide Eris. We just wanted to understand why she tried to kill me. You know that wolfsbane is dangerous for us, but you still let her do that," Victoria said softly, but her words grated at my ears. โHow dare you!โ My whole body shook with the force of my fury as I glared at Victoria, her venomous accusations still ringing in my ears. She stood there, smug, her eyes gleaming with malice as if she had every right to speak about Eris like that. โI wonโt let you smear her name!โ I screamed, my vision blurring with tears of rage. โEris didnโt try to kill you! She wouldnโtโsheโs dead because of you!โ Without thinking, I lunged at her, my claws unsheathing as my anger took over. The only thing I wanted at that moment was to tear her apart, to see her face as twisted and broken as mine felt inside. If it werenโt for Victoria, Eris would still be alive. Victoria didnโt even flinch as I came at her, but before I could reach her, Dinlas moved between us, his aura crashing down on me like a tidal wave. โStay still,โ he commanded, his voice heavy with authority. My body froze instantly, the weight of his Alpha aura crushing me. It was as if I were being suffocated, my limbs locked in place, my muscles straining against the invisible chains holding me down. I fought itโgods, I fought so hardโbut the more I struggled, the more the pain grew. It felt like my bones were being ground into dust, every nerve in my body screaming in protest. I could barely breathe, let alone fight. "You're prepared, aren't you? You even made this fake urn to fool me," Dinlas spat. Only then did I realize I was still holding the glass jarโthe urn that held what little remained of Eris. Before I could react, Dinlas reached out and snatched the jar from me. โGive me that.โ โNo!โ I cried, panic flooding my chest. I tried to hold on, but he was stronger. The urn slipped from my grasp as he yanked it from my hand, and I watched in horror as he hurled it across the room. It shattered against the wall with a deafening crash, glass shards raining down in a cascade of destruction. Erisโ ashes were scattered across the floor like dust in the wind. โNo!โ I screamed, โHow could youโhow could you?โ "Still lying? Since you like ruining faces, I'll ruin yours!" Before I could process the heartbreak, Dinlas grabbed me by the back of my neck and slammed me to the ground. My face hit the cold stone floor, and I felt the sharp sting as the glass shards from the shattered urn pierced my skin. Pain radiated through my body, but it was nothing compared to the anguish I felt watching the remains of my daughter being desecrated right in front of me. Dinlas pressed his hand into the back of my head, forcing my face further into the shards. The metallic scent of blood mixing with the scent of ash. โWhere are you hiding her?โ Dinlas growled, his voice low and dangerous. โWhere is Eris?โ I choked on a sob, my entire body trembling with pain and rage. โSheโs dead, Dinlas!โ I screamed through gritted teeth, my voice muffled by the floor. โEnough!โ His voice boomed in the room, silencing me with its force. His grip tightened on my neck, and I could feel his anger like a storm crashing down on me. โI wonโt ask again,โ he said, his voice a deadly whisper. โWhere. Is. She?โ He thought I was hiding Eris? He thought I was lying to him, protecting her? The absurdity of it burned in my heart, mixing with the grief and the rage until I could hardly think straight. "You want a divorce? Fine then, but youโll never see Eris again." Upon saying that, he stood up and called his beta through the pack link. "Prepare the divorce paper, and look for Eris. Leave no stone unturned." He listened for a moment, then his expression shifted slightly as the voice on the other end hesitated. "Alpha Dinlas... Eris... Eris is dead. The night you sent her to Northhill Mountain, she was attacked by a group of rival, so we had no choice but to cremate her. Today was supposed to be her burial..." As soon as his words fell, Dinlas froze, seemingly unwilling to believe his trusted aid. | Novel Short-Romance Novel | 1590 | https://www.facebook.com/61563210940674/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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Nine months later, when I gave birth to the child in a small town hospital, I received a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband has gone crazy looking for you." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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Frankly, I normally see these numbers in women ten or fifteen years your senior.โ โWhat?โ I murmur, not believing my ears. Iโve been trying to get pregnant for years. Iโm only 30, I should have plenty of eggs left. โIn terms of fertility, you have very little time left.โ She continues. โIf you want to conceive, you need to do so before your next cycle begins.โ โMy next cycle?โ I repeat, my mouth hanging open in shock. I love kids more than anything, and though it might not be everyoneโs ambition, I want nothing more than to be a mother. I have to get home and tell my boyfriend this news, and thereโs not a moment to waste. I make it home in record time, bursting through the door and opening my mouth to call for Mike, but stopping dead in my tracks. As soon as I walk inside I see a pair of high heels and a handbag by the door โ neither of which belong to me. I cock my ears towards the bedroom, and my stomach churns when I hear the unmistakable sound of moaning, accompanied by a steady thump thump thump, as the bed collides with the wall. Worse even than realizing that Mike is clearly in there with another woman, is realizing who heโs with. I know that handbag, and I know those shoes โ they belong to my best friend, Kate. โFuck, Ella is so stupid.โ Mike laughs, โcan you believe she actually expects me to have a baby with her?โ Kate snorts, โsheโs delusional. I donโt know how you put up with her for so long in the first place.โ โIf she wasnโt so beautiful I never would have given her the time of day.โ Mike scoffs. โThankfully daily doses of plan B kept her from ever conceiving.โ โThe morning after pill?โ Kate asks, โhow did you manage to give it to her without her realizing?โ โI put it in her morning coffee.โ Mike chortles, sounding far too proud of himself. My vision goes completely red as everything finally falls into place. Suddenly itโs clear why Iโve never been able to get pregnant, despite having unprotected sex multiple times a week for years. Itโs even clear how I could have the eggs of a 45-year-old, if my despicable partner has been secretly feeding me emergency contraceptives every day โ thereโs no telling what other damage that might have done to my reproductive system. Before I can think better of it, I pull the smoke alarm on the wall, wanting to frighten and punish the pair in the bedroom so fiercely that I fear I might attack them when they emerge. Water immediately sprays down from the sprinkler system mounted to the ceiling as a shrill siren fills the air, and I hear Mike and Kate cry out in surprise. A few moments later they come rushing out of the bedroom, stopping in their tracks when they see me looming in the doorway. Mikeโs eyes go comically wide, โWhat are you doing home so early?โ The snake has the nerve to sound affronted that I surprised him, when heโs the one whoโs been sneaking around behind my back for God knows how long. He seems to realize how suspicious it looks that he and Kate are standing there in their underwear and quickly adds, โKate came to see me so we could plan a surprise for your birthday, but then we spilled coffee all over our clothes so we had to change.โ Fire blazes in my veins, he must truly believe Iโm an idiot if he expects me to buy such a feeble excuse. Itโs a testament to their horrifically low opinion of me that they buy my act, and I vow to get my revenge one way or another. I canโt believe I wasted so many years โ my best years โ on this scumbag. And now he may have cost me my future too. As soon as the thought enters my head, I know I canโt afford to waste another moment on Mike, I have more important things to take care of. I make my excuses and rush across town for the second time that afternoon, running to the comforting arms of my surrogate sister, Cora. Not only did we grow up together in the orphanage, but she became an OBGYN and now works for the most exclusive sperm bank in the city. Iโve never gone to her before because I always imagined Mike and I would eventually conceive the natural way, but that clearly isnโt an option anymore. Even if I could find a man willing to have a baby with me in time, Iโm not eager to trust anyone after Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm going to have to do this on my own, and I know Cora can help me. I donโt have much money, but I have enough savings to pay for the insemination, especially since I basically have one shot and one shot only. When I arrive, all my plans to lay out my situation for Cora clearly and concisely go out the window, because the moment I see my sister I fall to pieces. She hugs and kisses me until my tears subside, slowly extracting the story from me piece by piece. When she hears about Mike and Kate she swears up a storm, but thatโs nothing compared to her reaction when I explain about my fertility. โThat little shit! Iโll kill him!โ She fumes, studying me with a worried expression. โElla, if your doctor was right this means you only have one chance to conceive.โ โI know.โ I sniffle. โAnd if this is going to be my only baby, I donโt want to take any chances. I want the best donor we can find.โ โDonโt you worry about that.โ Cora assures me, โWeโve got donations from actors, models, scientists โ itโs only the creme de la creme here.โ She glances at the door and lowers her voice. โYou didnโt hear it from me, but even Dominic Sinclair sent his samples here for testing.โ โDominic Sinclair? I repeat, โthe billionaire?โ Iโve seen the man around town, but we donโt exactly run in the same circles. He lives in the same neighborhood as my wealthy employer and often says hello to the children I nanny, but heโs always surrounded by bodyguards and is so intimidating I get goosebumps just thinking about him. โOh my god!.โ Cora slaps her hand over her mouth. โI wasnโt supposed to tell you that! I donโt know what I was thinking. Apparently heโs no stranger to fertility issues himself, and he trusted us to handle his swimmers over every other lab in the country. Iโve got his sperm in the other room at this very moment.โ She frets, โBut Ella you canโt tell anyone, you have to promise me.โ โOf course!โ I agree immediately. โI know how important confidentiality is here.โ โThank you,โ Cora breathes. โNow, Iโm going to give you a dossier of our clients so you can pick a donor, and once youโve chosen weโll get you knocked up before you can even blink.โ Itโs not an easy decision, but eventually I choose a handsome surgeon whose photo practically makes me swoon. Cora leaves the room only long enough to prepare the sample, and though she looks a bit flustered when she returns, she quickly and professionally completes the insemination, holding my hand when the procedure is finished. โItโs all take care of now, Ella.โ She promises, โYou can come back in ten days to see if it worked.โ Ten days. I think dazedly. Ten days to decide my entire future. If only Iโd known that by the time those ten days were up, my future would no longer belong to me โ but to Dominic Sinclair himself. Chapter 2 - Be Fired Six days to go. I think, staring at the date circled on my calendar. Six days until I find out if my dreams are finally going to come trueโฆ or if I have to figure out an entirely different plan for my life. Iโve thought about nothing else since Cora inseminated me last week, Iโm so anxious to find out if Iโm pregnant I havenโt even begun to process Mikeโs betrayal. Iโm trying to keep a level head, yet I canโt help but imagine my future with this new baby. Try as I might, I catch myself daydreaming about it constantly. I even find myself humming as I get ready for work in the morning. When I arrive at my employerโs estate in the most exclusive neighborhood in Moon Valley โ which basically makes it the most exclusive neighborhood in the world, since Moon Valley is one of the most expensive cities on the planet โ Iโm immediately greeted by two little voices shouting my name in excitement. โElla!โ The next thing I know, 3-year-old Millie is hugging my legs while her older brother, Jake, wraps his arms around my middle. โGood morning love puddles!โ I exclaim, returning their hugs. โAre you ready for the museum?โ โYeah!โ They cheer, racing out the door without even stopping to put on coats. It takes a bit of wrangling to get them back inside and bundled up for the cold winter day, but before long we set out into the snow. Jake races ahead of Millie and I, impatient to get to the science museum and not seeming to notice that his sisterโs tiny legs simply donโt move that fast. Chuckling, I lift Millie into my arms and settle her on my hip. โGoodness, youโre getting too big for this, munchkin.โ โNuh-uh,โ Millie grins, โYouโre justs too little.โ She might have a point. At five foot one, I donโt exactly have the kind of build suited to heavy lifting. Iโm in great shape, but Iโve never been particularly strong. โSmarty pants.โ I tease, laughing with the little girl. When I look back towards Jake, I realize heโs stopped a few feet ahead of us. My heart skips a beat when I realize why. Weโre in front of the Sinclair mansion, and its owner is currently standing in the middle of the sidewalk, his gaze searing me like a firebrand as I approach with Millie. Dominic Sinclair is just about the most handsome man Iโve ever seen, but heโs also one of the most terrifying. With dark hair and piercing green eyes, chiseled features and a body so muscular I could swoon, it doesnโt seem fair he gets to look so good and also be so rich. If I didnโt know better I might think it was his wealth or imposing height that makes him so intimidating, after all heโs at least six foot four, which means he towers over me and everyone else around him. However itโs neither of those things, thereโs simply an indefinable quality about the man that I canโt put my finger on, one which screams danger. He gives off this energy thatโs so raw and animalistic one forgets thereโs anyone else in the room. Taking a steadying breath, I close the distance between us so Millie can say hello. When she greets him, Dominic drags his attention from me and offers her a smile so genuine that it tugs at my heartstrings. As I watch him talk to my two young charges, I remember what Cora told me about his infertility struggles. He clearly loves children, and I feel a wave of empathy for him. If anyone knows what itโs like to yearn for a family of their own, itโs me. Jake is currently showing Dominic his new toy airplane, pulling the matchbox model from his pocket and demonstrating how far it can fly. With a great heave, he sends the toy gliding through the air, only to land in the middle of the street. Before any of us can say a word, Jake races after it, right into the busy road. Click to READ more๐๐Title๏ผSurrogate for Alpha Dom | The novel | 19511 | https://www.facebook.com/100085523883301/ | 0 | LEARN_MORE | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchelโs phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe itโs time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raeganโs shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" 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