Taste Like Forbidden
First-Person POVBadgirlForbidden LoveSteamyIndependentContemporaryAffairCEOLove-Triangle
Riley Thompson turned her deepest heartbreak into a successful career writing filthy, bestselling erotica. After catching her fiancé having sex with her cousin on their wedding day, she vowed never to let anyone close enough to hurt her again. Now she lives by her own rules: Pleasure without emotion, sex without strings attached.
Only Mila, her fiercely loyal best friend and the one person who never abandoned her and has ever managed to slip past her walls.
But when she meets Jayson Woods, wealthy, magnetic, and dangerously addictive — one reckless night of raw, mind-blowing sex shatters her boundaries. What begins as a no-strings fling quickly spirals into a secret, obsessive affair.
As Riley dives deeper into a world of desire, blurred boundaries, and sexual exploration, the connection between her and Mila begins to shift into something neither of them can ignore. And while Jayson awakens Riley’s darkest cravings, it is Mila who slowly uncovers the fragile heart Riley has spent years trying to bury.
Raw, emotional, and intensely intimate. This is a story about heartbreak, healing, self-discovery, and finding love in the one place Riley never expected
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Chapter: What If We Were Meant To BeI couldn't even remember driving home. One minute I was standing in Riley's bedroom watching Mila brush hair away from her face like it was the most natural thing in the world, and the next I was pulling into my underground parking garage with my jaw locked so tight it hurt. The entire drive was a blur of red lights, traffic, and frustration. I kept replaying the same image over and over again. Riley reaches for Mila hand. Not mine.By the time I stepped into my penthouse, I was already annoyed with myself. The place was exactly the way I had left it that morning—clean, expensive, quiet. Usually I liked the silence. But tonight it felt suffocating. I loosened my tie, poured myself a drink, and walked over to the windows overlooking the city. The skyline stretched endlessly beneath me, all glass and light and money. Normally it reminded me why I worked so hard. Tonight it just reminded me how fucking empty everything felt.My phone buzzed against the counter. Cassie.I ignored it. A
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Chapter: What Are We?The knock came again. Slower and heavier this time. Not impatient or angry but certain. I stared at the door while my phone lit up beside me again with Jayson’s name across the screen. My head was still buried in Mila’s lap, fever making everything feel too warm and too far away at the same time. The apartment smelled faintly like medicine, lavender lotion, and the soup Mila had forced me to eat earlier. “You want me to get rid of him?” she asked softly, fingers still tangled in my hair. I swallowed. Part of me did. The other part — the messy, self-destructive part — wanted to see if he actually came because he cared or because he couldn’t stand losing control of me. Another knock echoed through the apartment. Mila sighed quietly. “Yeah, okay. That’s definitely not a man planning to leave anytime soon.” I let out a weak laugh that turned into a cough. “Don’t die before I open the door,” she muttered. “That would be super inconvenient for me emotionally.” She carefully moved my
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Chapter: SicknessI woke up feeling like death had run me over twice. My body was burning up and freezing at the same time. My head felt like someone was hammering nails into it. I tried to sit up but the room spun so bad I had to lie back down with a groan. “Fuck… my life,” I muttered. My phone was blowing up on the nightstand. Missed calls from Jayson. Texts too. I didn’t even open them. I just turned the screen face down and closed my eyes again. I couldn’t deal with him right now. Not when I felt this weak. Absolutely not when my brain still felt overloaded from everything that happened the past few days. I must’ve drifted off again because the next time I woke up, it was darker in the room. My throat was dry as hell and my body ached like I’d run a marathon. I reached for my phone with shaky hands and typed a quick message to Mila: **Me:** *hey i’m fine don’t worry* I deleted it before sending it. I hated sounding weak. A few minutes later I heard the front door open. Only one person had a s
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Chapter: Her Man, My Side Guy.The silence in my apartment was deafening. Mila was still sitting on the couch, eyes wide, like she’d just realized she pressed a nuclear button. Jayson stood frozen near the door, staring at us with a look I’d never seen on his face before — raw, conflicted, and pissed. I wiped my lips slowly, heart hammering, but I forced a smirk. “Well… that happened,” I said, voice light like I didn’t give a fuck. Jayson let out a short, humorless laugh like he couldn’t believe what he just saw. The sound did something weird to my chest. His eyes stayed locked on my mouth for a second too long before dragging back up to my face. Jealousy looked good on him. And honestly? A toxic little part of me enjoyed it. Maybe because I’d spent the entire morning staring at engagement photos that made me feel stupid and replaceable. For once… he looked just as messed up over me as I was over him. That realization alone felt dangerous. Mila let out a nervous laugh. “Okay… I’m way too drunk for whateve
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Chapter: The Drunk BestieMy phone wouldn’t stop buzzing. I was still in bed, half-asleep, when the notifications started flooding in. At first I ignored them, but curiosity won. I grabbed my phone and opened I*******m. The first post hit me like a slap. Cassie had posted a series of photos — her and Jayson at some fancy rooftop event last night. In one of them, he was slipping a massive diamond ring onto her finger while she smiled like she’d just won the lottery. The caption read: “Forever starts now 💍 #PowerCouple” I stared at the photos until my eyes burned. The worst part wasn’t even the ring. It was how normal they looked together. Cassie’s manicured hand rested perfectly against Jayson’s chest in one picture while he looked down at her with that calm, controlled expression he wore around the public. The comments were disgusting. Power couple goals. They’re literally made for each other. Obsessed with them. She finally locked down the billionaire prince. I scrolled harder, jaw tight. T
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Chapter: His FiancéI buried myself in work, forcing out chapter after chapter even when the words felt dried on the page. My apartment smelled permanently like coffee and takeout containers, and every time my phone buzzed with Jayson’s name, I either ignored it or replied hours later with cold, careless answers. At least, that’s what I wanted him to think. But in reality, I reread every message before answering. Pathetic right? I told myself this was necessary. Distance,control and a reminder that whatever was happening between us had crossed too many lines already. But every time I closed my eyes, I remembered the way he looked at me on that terrace, Like I was everything he ever wanted. That was the dangerous part. Not the sex, or secrecy. The feeling? Gosh, I hated it. By the third night, I was already spiraling. I ended up at the rooftop bar with Mila and a few of her friends, pretending I still knew how to have fun. Loud music pounded through the place while city lights glittered below us
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그 금지된 맛
현대물고수위/고자극혐관로맨스나쁜남자순진녀독립적인금단의 관계/금단의 사랑
Riley Thompson은 그녀의 가장 깊은 마음의 상처를 더러운 베스트셀러 에로티카를 쓰는 성공적인 경력으로 바꾸었다. 결혼식 당일 약혼자가 사촌과 사랑을 나누는 것을 목격한 후, 그녀는 다시는 누군가를 너무 가까이 허용하여 자신을 다치게 하지 않겠다고 맹세했다. 이제 그녀는 자신의 규칙대로 산다: 감정 없는 쾌락, 끈 없는 바람.
오직 Mila만이, 그녀의 철저하게 충성스러운 가장 친한 친구이자 그녀를 결코 버리지 않은 유일한 사람이며, 그녀의 벽을 뚫고 들어온 적이 있는 유일한 사람이었다.
그러나 그녀가 Jayson Woods를 만났을 때, 부유하고 자기 끌어당기는 힘을 지니며 위험하게 중독적인 — 한 번의 무모한 밤의 거칠고 숨 막히는 사랑의 행위가 그녀의 경계를 산산조각 냈다. 끈 없는 바람으로 시작한 것이 빠르게 비밀스럽고 강박적인 불륜으로 나선다.
Riley가 욕망과 흐려지는 경계, 자기 탐험의 세계로 더 깊이 빠져들면서, 그녀와 Mila 사이의 연결은 둘 중 누구도 무시할 수 없는 무언가로 변화하기 시작한다. Jayson이 Riley의 가장 어두운 갈망을 깨우는 동안, Mila가 천천히 Riley가 수년 동안 묻어두려고 애썼던 연약한 마음을 드러내는 것은 바로 그녀였다.
거칠고, 감정적이며, 극도로 친밀하다. 이것은 마음의 상처, 치유, 자아 발견, 그리고 Riley가 결코 기대하지 않았던 한 곳에서 사랑을 찾는 이야기다.
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Chapter: 그의 약혼녀나는 미친 듯이 일에 파묻혔다. 글자들이 페이지 위에서 바짝 말라붙은 것처럼 느껴질 때조차 한 장 한 장 억지로 쥐어짜 냈다. 내 아파트에서는 언제나 커피와 배달 용기 냄새가 진동했고, 제이슨의 이름으로 폰이 울릴 때마다 무시하거나 몇 시간 뒤에 차갑고 무심한 답장을 보냈다.적어도 나는 그가 그렇게 생각하길 바랐다. 하지만 현실은 답장을 보내기 전 모든 메시지를 읽고 또 읽었다.한심하기 짝이 없지, 안 그래? 나는 이게 꼭 필요한 과정이라고 스스로를 세뇌했다. 거리 두기, 통제권 쥐기, 그리고 우리 사이에 벌어지는 이 모든 일이 이미 너무 많은 선을 넘었다는 사실을 상기하는 것.하지만 눈을 감을 때마다 그 테라스에서 그가 나를 바라보던 눈빛이 떠올랐다. 마치 내가 그가 평생 원해왔던 전부라는 듯이. 그게 가장 위험한 부분이었다.섹스나 비밀주의 때문이 아니었다. 이 감정은? 젠장, 정말이지 혐오스러웠다.셋째 날 밤이 되자, 나는 이미 멘탈이 서서히 붕괴되고 있었다. 결국 나는 밀라와 걔 친구들 몇 명과 함께 루프탑 바에 갔고, 아직도 노는 법을 잊지 않은 척 연기를 했다. 시끄러운 음악이 공간을 뒤흔들었고, 우리 발밑으로는 도시의 불빛들이 작은 별들처럼 반짝였다. 남자들은 수작을 걸어왔고, 여자들은 지나치게 크게 웃어댔다. 값비싼 향수와 술 냄새가 공기 중에 무겁게 가라앉아 있었다.평소의 나였다면 이런 장소가 편하게 느껴졌을 것이다. 하지만 오늘 밤은 그저 진이 빠질 뿐이었다.에릭이라는 이름의 남자가 내 번호 하나 따보겠다고 거의 20분 동안 공을 들이고 있었다. 큰 키, 매력적인 외모, 전형적인 금융권 엘리트 냄새를 풍기는 놈이었다. 예전의 나였다면 기분 좋게 즐겼을 터였다. 하지만 마이애미에 있는 요트에 대한 그놈의 자랑질을 듣는 도중, 나는 내가 잠든 줄 알고 내 등 뒤로 부드럽게 원을 그리며 문지르던 제이슨의 손길을 떠올리고 말았다.순간 당장이라도 루프탑 아래로 뛰어내리고 싶어졌다.“기집애야, 너 또 그 표정 짓는다.” 에릭이 마침내 꺼
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Chapter: 레드 카펫다음 날 아침 눈을 떴을 때, 나는 아파트가 너무 적막하게 느껴지는 게 짜증이 났다.와인을 지나치게 많이 마셨고 잠이 부족해서 생긴 숙취 때문일 뿐이라고 나 자신에게 말했다. 어젯밤 제이슨이 그 부드러운 눈빛을 한 채 떠난 것과는 아무런 상관이 없다고. 절대로.커피를 내려 책상에 앉아 원고를 열었다. 한 글자도 나오지 않았다. 대신 몇 분마다 휴대폰을 확인하며, 한심한 십 대 애처럼 우리가 마지막으로 나눈 메시지들을 위로 스크롤해 다시 읽어 내려갔다. 네 번째로 그러고 있는 내 모습을 발견했을 때, 나는 짜증이 나 휴대폰을 책상 저편으로 던져버렸다.*정신 차려, 라일리. 이건 네가 절대 하지 말아야 할 짓이야.*저녁 무렵, 밀라는 나를 **레드카펫 이벤트**에 끌고 갔다 — 돈 많은 인간들이 비싼 옷을 처입고 서로에게 박수를 보내는 그런 화려한 행사 중 하나였다. 거의 안 가겠다고 할 뻔했지만, 집에서 혼자 생각에 잠겨 있는 게 더 끔찍하게 느껴졌다.연회장은 수정 샹들리에와 디자이너 드레스로 반짝이고 있었다. 나는 내 몸매 라인을 감싸 안아 나를 강해 보이게 만드는 매끄러운 에메랄드그린 드레스를 입었다. 아니면 적어도, 나 자신에게 그렇게 최면을 걸었다.거의 곧바로 그를 발견했다.제이슨은 몸에 완벽하게 딱 맞는 검은색 수트를 입고 바 근처에 서 있었는데, 어디를 보나 부유한 후계자의 모습이었다. 캐시는 은색 드레스를 입은 채 그 옆에 있었고, 카메라를 향해 미소를 지으며 마치 소유권을 주장하듯 그의 팔에 손을 얹고 있었다. 그들은 완벽해 보였다. 잡지 표지에나 실릴 법한 그런 커플이었다.내 위장이 마음에 들지 않는 방식으로 뒤틀렸다.나는 고개를 빠르게 돌려 샴페인 한 잔을 집어 들었다. *넌 신경 안 써*, 나는 나 자신에게 상기시켰다. *이게 네가 자처해서 들어온 판이야.*하지만 그때 제이슨이 홀 건너편을 바라보다가 나를 보았다.찰나의 순간, 그의 표정 전체가 바뀌었다. 카메라를 향해 짓고 있던 그 정중한 미소가 부드럽게 풀렸다. 그의
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Chapter: 단짝 친구들이 하는 일나는 다음 날 하루 종일 아무렇지 않은 척 연기하며 시간을 보냈다.나는 노트북을 열어둔 채 책상에 앉아, 옆에 신선한 커피 한 잔을 두어 놓고 적어도 탄탄한 세 페이지는 쓰겠다고 결심했다. 하지만 집중하려고 할 때마다 내 마음은 공원 벤치로, 제이슨의 화난 얼굴로, 내가 그를 만졌을 때 그의 몸이 반응하던 방식새로 자꾸만 표류했다.그가 내 감정을 이렇게 쉽게 뒤흔들고 있다는 사실이 짜증 났고 싫었다.오후가 되자 나는 포기하고 밀라에게 전화를 걸었다.“바빠?” 걔가 전화를 받자 내가 물었다.“너한테는 절대 안 바쁘지. 무슨 일 있어? 목소리가… 이상하다.”“아무 일도 없어.” 나는 매끄럽게 거짓말을 했다. “그냥 심심해서. 점심이나 먹을까?”우리는 우리가 가장 좋아하는 카페에서 만났다. 밀라는 식사 시간의 대부분을 회사의 최근 아빠의 황당한 요구에 대해 얘기하는 데 썼다. 나는 적재적소에 맞춰 웃어주었고 캐시를 좀 더 씹어대며, 어젯밤의 싸움을 웃긴 이야기로 탈바꿈시켰다. 밀라는 그 말을 믿었다. 아니면 적어도 믿는 척이라도 해주었다.하지만 집에 돌아왔을 때, 적막함이 다시 나를 덮쳤다. 나는 와인 한 잔을 따르고 창가에 서서 저녁이 되며 서서히 불빛이 켜지는 도시를 바라보았다. 아주 오랜만에 처음으로, 나는… 서성거렸다. 거의 외롭다고 느낄 정도로.내 폰은 조용했다. 제이슨에게서 온 문자는 없었다.나는 나 자신에게 신경 쓰지 않는다고 다짐했다.저녁 8시 30분쯤, 내 문에 부드러운 노크 소리가 울렸다.나는 이미 그라는 걸 알고 있었다.문을 열자, 제이슨이 짙은 회색 스웨터를 입고 지친 기색으로 거기 서 있었다. 그의 머리는 약간 헝클어져 있었고, 눈 밑에는 옅은 그늘이 져 있었다. 그는 어제 나를 벽에 밀어붙이고 박아대던 그 자신만만하고 명령조의 남자가 아니었다. 그는… 인간적이었고, 기진맥진해 보였다.“들어가도 돼?” 그가 낮은 목소리로 물었다.나는 옆으로 비켜섰다.그는 걸어 들어와 내 뒤로 문을 살포시 닫았다. 긴 시간 동안
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Chapter: 그녀의 남자싸움이 끝난 다음 날 아침, 내 주먹은 여전히 욱신거리고 있었다.나는 거울 앞에 서서 양치질을 하며 캐시가 필사적으로 손톱을 휘둘러 내 목에 남긴 희미한 스크래치 자국들을 응시했다. 내 얼굴에 천천히 썩소가 번졌다. *그래도 그만한 가치가 있었어.*밀라는 어젯밤 내 소파에서 뻗었다.아파트 안에는 김빠진 데킬라, 비싼 향수, 그리고 잘못된 선택의 냄새가 진동하고 있었다.어젯밤 누군가의 착장에서 떨어진 하이힐 한 짝이 여전히 TV 근처에 굴러다니고 있었다.그게 내 것인지 밀라 것인지조차 알 수 없었다.부엌에서 걔가 움직이는 소리가 들렸다. 우리가 무슨 난장판을 치고 난 다음 날이면 걔가 항상 그렇듯, 아마 커피를 내리고 있는 모양이었다.“라일리, 일어났어?” 걔가 외쳤다.“어.” 입을 헹구며 내가 다시 소리쳤다. “인나써.”나는 오버사이즈 티셔츠 한 장만 걸친 채 알몸이나 다름없는 차림으로 부엌으로 걸어갔다. 밀라는 한쪽 눈썹을 치켜올리며 나에게 커피 머그잔을 건넸다.“그래서… 어젯밤 클럽 한복판에서 네가 캐시 해링턴의 상판대기를 날려버린 거에 대해 얘기 좀 해볼까, 아니면 그냥 평범한 일이었던 것처럼 쌩까고 넘어갈까?”나는 웃으며 커피를 한 모금 마셨다. “걔가 먼저 시작했어. 난 끝내줬을 뿐이야.”밀라는 미소를 지으며 고개를 저었다. “너 진짜 미친년이야. 걔네 아빠가 글자 그대로 제이슨의 가족이랑 비즈니스로 엮여 있단 말이야. 캐시가 그거 그냥 안 넘길 거 너도 알지?”나는 어깨를 으쓱했다. “계속 빡쳐 있으라 그래.”하지만 그렇게 말하면서도, 내 머릿속 한구석의 작은 목소리는 이 상황이 점점 위험해지고 있다고 속삭였다. 나는 그 생각을 밀어냈다.그건 내일의 문제다. 지금 당장은 온 도시의 부자 새끼들 절반이 보는 앞에서 캐시 해링턴을 VIP 바닥에 대고 질질 끌고 다녔던 그 아드레날린의 짜릿함에 여전히 취해 있었으니까.카운터 위에서 내 폰이 진동했다. 제이슨이었다.제이슨: 너 어젯밤에 캐시한테 대체 무슨 짓을 저지른 거야?
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Chapter: 우리는 무엇인가?밀라가 떠나자 람보르기니의 미등이 거리 저편으로 사라졌다. 나는 도서 사인회와 복도에서 제이슨과 가졌던 그 아슬아슬했던 번개 섹스의 여운이 여전히 가시지 않은 채, 아파트 건물 밖에 잠시 서 있었다. 내 몸은 가장 기분 좋은 방식으로 뻐근했지만, 머릿속은 복잡하게 돌아가고 있었다.나는 고개를 젓고 안으로 향했다.문이 닫히는 순간, 나는 하이힐이 나를 모욕하기라도 한 것처럼 거실 사방으로 걷어차 버렸다. 다음으로 드레스가 바닥에 떨어졌다. 나는 완전히 알몸인 채로 욕실로 직행해 샤워기를 가장 뜨겁게 틀고 물줄기 아래로 들어섰다.욕실에 증기가 가득 차오르는 동안 플래시백이 나를 강렬하게 때렸다 — 내 허벅지를 움켜쥐던 제이슨의 손길, 그 벽에 나를 밀어붙인 채 내 몸을 넓히던 그의 굵은 좆, 내 안에 싸면서 내 이름을 으르렁거리던 그 방식. 나는 입술을 깨물고 그 장면에 몰입하며 잠시 다리 사이로 손가락을 미끄러뜨렸다.나는 피부가 붉어질 때까지 그 안에 아주 오래 머물다가 밖으로 나왔다. 여전히 물기가 뚝뚝 떨어지는 채로 휴대폰을 잡고 거울에 각도를 맞춘 뒤, 내 부풀어 오르고 윤기가 흐르며 준비가 된 보지를 아주 적나라하게 근접 촬영했다. 캡션은 적지 않았다. 나는 그 사진을 제이슨에게 바로 전송하고 썩소를 지었다.*이거 보고 그 새끼 아주 씨발 눈이 돌아가게 만들자고.*그 사진은 아마 내가 오랜 기간 저지른 실수 중 가장 큰 실수였을 것이다… 하지만 이미 엎질러진 물이었다.제이슨은 답장을 하지 않았다. 하트 이모티콘 하나조차 없었다. 그답지 않게 존나게 이상한 일이었다.그날 밤 늦게, 모르는 번호로 온 메시지에 휴대폰이 진동했다.**“너 대체 어떤 년이길래 내 남자랑 떡을 치고 지랄이야? 당장 떨어져라 이 년아, 안 그러면 내 매운맛을 보게 될 줄 알아, 썅년아.”**나는 그걸 읽고 너무 크게 웃음이 터져서 침대 가장자리에 걸터앉아야 했다. “으휴, 이거 진짜 개웃기네.” 나는 그게 캐시라는 걸 알았다. 걔를 무시하는 대신, 나는 악녀가 되
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Chapter: 간단한 사인회나는 소파에 웅크려 앉아 내 최신 책 챕터에 달린 댓글들을 스크롤하고 있었다. 독자들은 여주인공을 피해자라 부르며 불쌍해하고 있었지만, 걔가 점점 더 어두운 존재로 변해가고 있다는 사실은 전혀 눈치채지 못하고 있었다. 우리는 모두 자기 이야기의 주인공이다… 누구도 악당이 되고 싶어 하지는 않는다. 하지만 내가 주인공과 악당, 둘 다 되기로 결심한다면 어떻게 될까?휴대폰이 울리기 시작하며 나를 생각에서 깨웠다. 제이슨이었다.*씨발, 이 자식은 좀 진정할 수 없나?* 우리 사귀는 사이도 아니잖아. 그냥 원나잇으로 끝낼 생각이었는데. 왜 걔는 이걸 무슨 진지한 관계라도 되는 양 굴고 있는 거지?전화가 또 울렸다. 나는 눈을 굴리며 마침내 전화를 받았다.“어, 왜.” 나는 목소리를 덤덤하게 유지하며 전화를 받았다.“어… 음, 나 제이슨이야.” 그가 약간 긴장한 듯한 목소리로 말했다. “그냥 어젯밤 일 사과하고 싶어서. 눈떴는데 네가 없더라. 간 줄도 몰랐어.”“어, 일부러 그런 거야.” 내가 대답했다. “네 여자친구랑 엮여서 드라마 찍기 싫었거든. 뭔 말인지 알지? 그러니까 우린 문제없는 거야.”잠시 짤막한 침묵이 흐르고 그가 말했다. “저기… 조만간 시간 언제 괜찮은지 모르겠는데, 너 다시 보고 싶어. 커피라도 한잔할까?”나는 소파에 기대앉아 머리카락 한 가닥을 손가락으로 꼬았다. “나 지금 꽤 바빠서. 나중에 기회 되면 보던가. 잘 지내.”그가 더 이상 아무 말도 하지 못하게 나는 바로 전화를 끊어버렸다. ‘썸 타는 단계’ 같은 밀당 게임을 해줄 생각은 없었다. 특히 걔하고는 더더욱.그날 저녁 늦게, 틱톡에 깊이 빠져 있을 때 내 편집자 발렌티노에게서 이메일이 하나 팝업으로 떴다. *내일 도서 사인회.* 좆됐다. 어젯밤 그 좆방망이가 내 뇌를 완전히 태워버렸나 보다. 나는 벌떡 일어나 옷방으로 달려가 드레스들을 뒤지기 시작했다. 나를 돋보이게 해줄 옷을 찾아야 했다.핫하고, 섹시하고, 잊을 수 없을 만큼 강렬해 보여야 했다.나는 휴대폰을 잡
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Married To My Best Friend's Husband[Plead To God]
ContemporaryBetrayalWeak to StrongSecond ChanceBraveDecisive
She was betrayed by her husband and her best-friend. Then her 7-year-old son was diagnosed with blood cancer.
The only way to save him?
Have another baby with the man who broke her.
Tell me…
Which child is she allowed to lose?
If you are a woman, a wife, or a single mother, a woman who has ever had to be strong when she felt like breaking and you come across this video please stop scrolling for a moment.
This is for you, i see you.I see the nights you stayed awake worrying about school fees, hospital bills, rent, food while pretending during the day that everything was fine. I see the silent tears you wiped before your children walked into the room.The way you swallowed your pain so they wouldn’t taste it.,I see how tired you are and how sometimes you sit in the bathroom just to breathe.
How sometimes you question yourself and wonder if you are doing enough.
I want you to know that you are more than enough because I I was raised by a mother who carried storms inside her and still made our home feel safe.
She struggled, sacrificed and endured things I didn’t even understand until I grew older.
And today, I am grateful for her strength because she taught me something powerful because mother’s love is not ordinary.
It is fierce, stubborn, sacrificial, unstoppable.
And that is what my book, Married to My Best Friend’s Husband, represents.
Yes, it talks about betrayal and heartbreak, but at its core, the struggle of motherhood.
Married to My Best Friend’s Husband – A story that will break you and rebuild you.
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Chapter: It's About Us[EDWARD'S POV]Sunday morning I arrive at Alessia's house to pick up Alexander for our scheduled visit, and I'm more nervous than usual because this is our first visit since they got back from their vacation and I'm worried that the week away has somehow reset Alexander's willingness to spend time with me. The door opens and Jeffrey answers, and there's a moment of awkward silence where we both try to figure out what the appropriate greeting is for two men who are co-parenting the same child but have completely different relationships with him."Edward. Come in. Alexander's just finishing breakfast." Jeffrey steps aside to let me enter, and I notice the house has a different energy than it did before their vacation—lighter somehow, less weighted down by crisis and trauma.Alexander appears in the hallway with Buddy at his heels, and his face breaks into a genuine smile when he sees me which does something to the constant knot of anxiety I carry around about whether he actually wants t
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Chapter: Moving Forward[ALESSIA'S POV]Coming home from the cabin feels like emerging from a protective bubble back into the real world with all its complications and responsibilities, and I'm not entirely ready for it even though I know we can't hide in the mountains forever. The drive home is quieter than the drive up was, the boys tired from a week of hiking and playing and staying up too late, and even Buddy seems subdued in his crate, like he knows the vacation is over and we're returning to normal life with school and work and all the structure that comes with it. Jeffrey reaches over and takes my hand as we pull into our driveway, squeezing gently in a way that says he understands what I'm feeling, that he's also reluctant to leave behind the simplicity of vacation and return to the complexity of our regular lives.The house smells stale when we walk in, that particular scent of a place that's been closed up for a week, and I immediately start opening windows while Jeffrey brings in the luggage and t
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Chapter: Finally Us Again[ALESSIA POV]"I think we should go on a vacation," Jeffrey says suddenly, staring at his wine like the idea just occurred to him. "Just the four of us. Somewhere completely different where we can decompress and remember how to enjoy each other's company without constantly being on high alert.""Where would we go?" I'm already mentally calculating our budget and trying to figure out if we can afford a vacation after months of lawyer fees and medical bills, but Jeffrey must read my mind because he jumps in before I can start listing objections."Somewhere not too expensive. Maybe we rent a cabin in the mountains or a beach house for a week. Something where we can just be together without schedules or obligations or any reminders of everything that happened." He turns to look at me, his expression earnest. "I think we need it, Alessia. All of us. We need to remember what it feels like to be a family that does fun things instead of a family that only comes together during crises."He's r
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Chapter: Coming Home[ALESSIA'S POV]The house looks exactly the same as it did when we left it a week ago, but somehow it feels different when Jeffrey unlocks the front door and we all step inside on Sunday afternoon with our bags from my mother's place and the tentative hope that maybe we can actually stay this time. The boys immediately scatter to their rooms, excited to be back in their own spaces with their own things, and I can hear them upstairs arguing cheerfully about whose turn it is to pick the movie for tonight's family viewing. Jeffrey sets down our bags in the entryway and looks at me with a question in his eyes, silently asking if I'm okay, if coming home feels safe or if I'm going to spiral into anxiety about Victoria finding us here even though she's locked up without possibility of bail this time."It feels good to be home," I say, and I mean it even though there's still a kernel of fear lodged somewhere in my chest that probably won't go away for a while. "Strange, but good. Like we've
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Chapter: The Sentence[ALESSIA POV]The gavel comes down with a sharp crack that feels like it's closing a chapter of all our lives, and suddenly the courtroom erupts into controlled chaos—journalists rushing out to file their stories, spectators talking loudly about the sentence, Sandra's family crying and trying to get one last look at her before she's led away. I watch as the bailiffs come to take Sandra back into custody, watch as she looks back at me one final time with an expression that I'll probably never forget, something that manages to convey both remorse and resignation and a desperate hope that maybe someday I'll understand why she did what she did.Jeffrey pulls me to my feet and David appears beside us, already talking about next steps and paperwork and things I need to sign, but I can barely process what he's saying because all I can think is that it's over. It's finally over. Sandra has been sentenced and will be going to prison for more than two decades, and while that doesn't erase what
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Chapter: Court[ALESSIA'S POV]My voice comes out steadier than I expected when I start reading from the paper in my hands, though I can feel it trembling slightly as I force myself to look up and make eye contact with the judge instead of staring down at my prepared words like a shield against the roomful of people watching me. "Your Honor, my name is Alessia Reed Walker, and I'm here today to tell you about how Sandra Seaman's actions affected me and my family." The words feel both rehearsed and raw at the same time, like I'm reciting lines from a script about someone else's trauma even though every word is pulled directly from my own experience, my own nightmares, my own long slow recovery from something that should never have happened.I tell the judge about the morning I was taken, how I was on my way to work thinking about the segment I needed to edit and whether I'd remembered to pack Alexander's lunch, completely ordinary thoughts that evaporated the moment the van pulled up and men in masks
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Verheiratet mit dem Mann meiner besten Freundin [Bitte zu Go
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Ze werd bedrogen door haar man en beste vriendin. Daarna kreeg haar zevenjarige zoon de diagnose bloedkanker. De enige manier om hem te redden? Nog een kind krijgen met de man die haar kapot heeft gemaakt. Zeg me eens... Welk kind mag ze verliezen? Als je een vrouw bent, een echtgenote of een alleenstaande moeder, een vrouw die ooit sterk heeft moeten zijn toen ze het gevoel had dat ze brak, en je komt deze video tegen, stop dan even met scrollen. Dit is voor jou, ik zie je. Ik zie de nachten dat je wakker lag te piekeren over schoolgeld, ziekenhuisrekeningen, huur, eten, terwijl je overdag deed alsof alles goed was. Ik zie de stille tranen die je wegveegde voordat je kinderen de kamer binnenkwamen. De manier waarop je je pijn inslikte zodat zij het niet zouden proeven. Ik zie hoe moe je bent en hoe je soms even op het toilet zit om adem te halen. Hoe je soms aan jezelf twijfelt en je afvraagt of je wel genoeg doet. Ik wil dat je weet dat je meer dan genoeg bent, want ik ben opgevoed door een moeder die innerlijke stormen met zich meedroeg en ons huis toch een veilige haven wist te maken. Ze worstelde, offerde zich op en doorstond dingen die ik pas later begreep. En vandaag ben ik dankbaar voor haar kracht, want ze heeft me iets heel waardevols geleerd: moederliefde is niet zomaar iets. Ze is fel, koppig, opofferend en onstuitbaar. En dat is waar mijn boek, 'Married to My Best Friend’s Husband', over gaat. Ja, het gaat over verraad en liefdesverdriet, maar in de kern over de worsteling van het moederschap.
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Chapter: Tussen twee huizen[ALEXANDER'S PERSPECTIEF]Sandra's huis voelt te groot aan, maar ik woon hier al mijn hele leven. Ik ken elke kamer, elke hoek, elke krakende vloerplank.Maar nu voelt het als een hotel. Schoon en leeg. Niet echt van mij.Ik zit in mijn kamer mijn rugzak uit te pakken die ik bij Alessia heb gekocht.De kleren ruiken hier anders. Alessia gebruikt een ander wasmiddel. Iets dat naar lavendel en vanille ruikt.Sandra gebruikt iets duurs. Geen geur. Gewoon schoon.Ik houd een van mijn shirts tegen mijn gezicht en adem diep in. Het doet me denken aan Alessia's keuken, aan Jeffrey die pannenkoeken bakt en aan Davison die me thuis basketbal leert.Dan gooi ik het in de wasmand, want morgen ruikt het weer naar Sandra's huis.Zoals dit huis.Zoals de plek waar ik woon, maar waar ik me niet helemaal meer thuis voel.Sandra doet erg haar best.Dat is wat me deze week het meest opvalt.Ze maakt mijn favoriete gerechten, vraagt naar school en stelt voor om samen films te kijken.Maar het voelt al
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Chapter: Alles gebroken, maar hersteld met vrede.[SANDRA'S PERSPECTIEF]De praktijk van Dr. Chen ziet er niet uit als een therapiekamer.Geen bank, geen notitieblok. Alleen twee comfortabele stoelen tegenover elkaar en een raam met uitzicht op een tuin.Ik ga in de ene stoel zitten. Zij in de andere."Bedankt dat je gekomen bent, Sandra.""De rechter zei dat ik moest komen, weet je, vanwege een deel van de voogdijregeling.""Ja. Maar je bent hier en dat is wat telt."Ik antwoord niet. Ik staar alleen maar naar de tuin. Alles is groen, levend en groeit. Alles behalve ik."Hoe voel je je?" vraagt Dr. Chen."Hoe denk je dat ik me voel? Ik ben mijn zoon kwijt. Mijn man is van me gescheiden. Mijn familie vertrouwt me niet. De hele stad denkt dat ik een monster ben. Hoe zou ik me moeten voelen?""Dan voel ik me waardeloos. Ik heb het gevoel dat de wereld beter af zou zijn als ik verdween."Ze reageert niet. Ze kijkt niet geschokt of bezorgd. Ze knikt alleen maar alsof ik iets volkomen normaals heb gezegd."Vertel me eens over Alexander.
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Chapter: De jacht[ALESSIA'S PERSPECTIEF]De telefoon gaat om vijf uur 's ochtends.Ik ben al wakker. Ik heb al weken niet goed geslapen. Te veel dromen over Alexander. Te veel 'wat als'-vragen.Ik pak de telefoon zonder te kijken."Hallo?""Alessia, met Margaret." Haar stem trilt. Ze is in paniek. "Sandra heeft Alexander meegenomen. Ze zijn weg."Ik schiet zo snel overeind dat de kamer lijkt te draaien. "Wat bedoel je met weg?""Robert heeft haar gisteravond geconfronteerd. Hij vertelde haar dat hij van het contract afweet. Van alles. En vanochtend zijn we naar haar huis gegaan en ze zijn allebei weg. Koffers. Paspoorten. Alles."Jeffrey doet de lamp naast me aan. "Wat is er aan de hand?"Ik wuif hem weg. "Waar zijn ze naartoe gegaan?""We weten het niet. Maar Roberts mensen volgen haar creditcards. Haar telefoon. Alles wat ze kunnen vinden.""Waarom zou ze vluchten?""Omdat ze weet dat we het contract gaan aanvechten. Alexander terugnemen. Hem aan jou geven."Die woorden zouden me blij moeten maken.
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Chapter: De ontsnapping[SANDRA'S PERSPECTIEF]Ik rijd te hard naar huis, mijn hart bonst in mijn oren en ik heb het gevoel dat ik verstik.Robert weet het.Na zeven jaar van perfecte leugens, perfect acteerwerk, perfecte controle, weet hij het.En als hij het weet, weet iedereen het.Edward zal het aan Alessia vertellen. Margaret zal het door de hele familie verspreiden. En uiteindelijk zal Alexander het ook te weten komen.Mijn zoon.Nee. Niet mijn zoon. Dat is wat ze zullen zeggen.Alessia's zoon.Degene die ik heb gestolen en van wie ik deed alsof ik van hem hield. Degene die nooit echt van mij was, behalve dat hij van mij is.Ik heb er zeven jaar over gedaan om dat te bewijzen.Ik ben degene die hem vasthield toen hij huilde. Die hem te eten gaf toen hij honger had. Die hem het alfabet leerde en hoe hij zijn schoenen moest strikken.Alessia heeft hem negen maanden gedragen en is toen weggelopen.Ze kan nu niet meer terugkomen en hem opeisen.Ik laat het niet toe.Als ik thuiskom, is het donker in huis.
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Chapter: Op dit punt[PERSPECTIEF VAN MEVROUW SEAMAN]Alexanders vraag blijft me achtervolgen."Ken je een vrouw met donker haar die bij het nieuwsstation van mijn moeder werkt?"De manier waarop hij me aankeek. Alsof hij het antwoord al wist, maar het nog moest bevestigen.Alsof zijn ziel naar de waarheid verlangde, ook al kon zijn verstand het nog niet bevatten.Ik had het hem meteen moeten vertellen.Ik had hem moeten laten zitten en alles moeten uitleggen.Maar dat deed ik niet.Omdat ik Sandra zeven jaar lang heb beschermd. Moppen voor haar heb verzonnen. Mezelf heb wijsgemaakt dat haar leugens wanhoopsdaden waren in plaats van manipulatie.Maar Alexanders gezicht gisteravond veranderde iets in me.Die jongen verdient het om te weten waar hij vandaan komt.En Sandra heeft geen recht om het hem te verzwijgen.Ik zit in de tuin als Robert thuiskomt van kantoor.Hij draagt zijn aktetas. Zijn stropdas is los. Hij ziet er moe uit."Margaret." Hij kust me op mijn wang. "Hoe was je dag?""We moeten praten
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Chapter: De vraag[ALEXANDER'S PERSPECTIEF]Ik blijf dezelfde droom hebben.Er is een vrouw met donker haar. Ze staat in een kamer vol licht. Ze lacht naar me. Ze steekt haar handen uit.En als ik naar haar toe ren, omhelst ze me zo stevig dat ik geen adem meer krijg.Maar het voelt goed. Veilig. Als thuis.Dan word ik wakker.En mama staat in de deuropening en vraagt of het goed met me gaat.Ik zeg altijd ja.Maar ik weet het niet meer zo zeker.Het begon op het feest. Dat chique feest met al die saaie volwassenen.Ik was koekjes aan het eten toen ik haar zag.De vrouw uit mijn droom.Ze stond bij de desserttafel. Ze droeg een blauwe jurk.Eerst dacht ik dat het mama was. Zelfde haar. Zelfde lengte.Dus ik rende naar haar toe en omhelsde haar.Maar toen ze zich omdraaide, was het niet mama.Het was iemand anders.Iemand die me aankeek alsof ze me kende. Echt kende.Niet zoals volwassenen meestal naar kinderen kijken. Alsof we schattig of klein zijn of hulp nodig hebben.Ze keek me aan alsof ik ertoe
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