Novel-novel oleh Precious rose

Nate’s PovThe blood stains on the sheets stayed with me for months. It's been months since Avery left, six months and I still see it. Dark red blood against the white sheet, something I took when I had no right to take anything from her.I took those sheets off and burned them myself. I couldn't let the staff know I just slept with my wife of fourteen months. But the image remained, seared in my mind like a brand.The first two months after she left had been fine, good even. Celeste and I got engaged, planning our future we once dreamed about. For a while, I convinced my self this was what happiness looked like.By the third month, things changed. Small things at first. I would wake up reaching for someone who wasn't there. I see her face in crowds, and I hear her quiet voice in an empty room.By the fourth month, it got worse and Celeste noticed. She started asking questions I had no answer to. I blamed work, stress, anything but the truth.Five to six months were worse. Constant a

Nate’s PovThe door to my room opened .Avery stood in the doorway wearing black lace that left nothing to imagination, hugging her curves I’d deliberately ignored for months.My mouth went dry.She walked toward me without a word, no hesitation with each step measured.When she reached me, she didn’t wait. Her hands went to my shirt, fingers working on the buttons one by one. I watched her face, it was so focused and determined.Then my shirt slid off my shoulders.I grabbed her waist, pulled her against me, and kissed her hard, trying to make this quick and meaningless.But she kissed back differently than I expected. Not desperate, not timid. Her hands explored my chest, my shoulders, my back, learning every inch of my body.I backed her toward the bed, never breaking the kiss. When her legs hit the mattress, I pushed her down gently. She lay back, hair spreading across my pillow, watching me with those hazel eyes.I climbed over her, settled between her thighs. The lace bunched u

Avery’s PovThe sounds echoed through the wall didn’t stop for hours.Her moans, his groans and the sound of his bed creaking.I lay there, staring at the ceiling, hands pressed over my ears. But I could still hear everything. Every whispered word. Every sound of pleasure he’d never made with me.When it finally went quiet, I rolled onto my side and cried into my pillow, silent and broken until there was nothing left.The doctor had come after the dinner party, after the guests had left. Richard and his wife had also left. Dr. Matthews examined me in my room. Not pregnant, just exhausted and stressed. He’d recommended I should rest and he left within twenty minutes.Nate never asked about the results, never came to check on me.He’d been too busy with her.Three days had passed and Nate didn’t come home.I knew where he was, at her hotel, finally living the life he’d always wanted without me in it.And the house, it felt different, bigger and colder like it was rejecting me too.I st

Avery’s PovI froze in the hallway long after they had left the conservatory, my heart hammering so hard in my chest that I thought it would break through my ribs.The kiss haunted me. His hands on her waist and he pulled her close like she was his oxygen.I should go to my room, pretend like I didn’t see anything, be the good wife who swallows pain.My legs began to move on their own, following the sound of their footsteps going towards the stairs.I kept myself hidden in the shadows, my pulsing racing. They were laughing and whispering. His voice was lower than I ever heard it. They went towards the master bedroom, his room. The one I had never been allowed to enter.I stood in the hallway for a moment, trying not to imagine what would possibly happen there. I moved toward the door when I heard moans.The door didn’t close all the way. I crept inside, barely breathing and I looked through the gap.Celeste pressed him against the wall, kissing him like she was starved. His hands ta

Avery’s PovI checked my reflection one last time, smoothing down the navy blue dress.His favorite color with my hair down the way he once mentioned he liked, back when he looked at me once. The diamond bracelet from christmas glinted under the light, probably picked by his assistant, but I wore it anyway.Tonight had to be perfect. Richard, my father-in-law, was bringing fourteen important guests, and I was going to be exactly what they expected, the graceful hostess, the perfect wife.Maybe if I tried hard enough, he’d finally see me. Pathetic yes, I know that.I’m Avery Monroe Sterling, twenty-four. Married fourteen months to a man who keeps me in a separate bedroom and barely speaks to me. We signed a contract, one year to save his company’s image and fulfill his father's wishes. The year ended two months ago and I’m still here.Before Nate, my husband, I was engaged to someone else. I caught him cheating with someone I trusted. The betrayal sent me running into traffic, straight