Chapter: AN AFFAIR WITH MY HUSBAND (TEN)— TOBIAS —I notice her watching me as I drive, and the thought sends my heart racing at an unexplainable pace. Even though I could easily ask my assistant to fetch me coffee from the office, I don’t want her to leave just yet. Having her around feels comforting amidst my almost chaotic world.“In this world of chaos, you are my peace.” Anna’s words echo in my mind. She had lied. Marrying her turned out to be the complete opposite, and suddenly, Renee felt like a breath of fresh air.I don’t want to become the cliché husband who cheats on his wife, but perhaps Renee and I could build something devoid of romance. Maybe a friendship or mere companionship; she seems easy to talk to.I pull the car up in front of Starbucks. I get out first, but she’s already stepping out before I can hold the door for her, so we walk in together. As we reach the entrance, I feel her grip on my suit jacket. She gradually releases me when I look her way, a flicker of hesitation in her eyes.“I think we shou
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Chapter: AN AFFAIR WITH MY HUSBAND (NINE)— GIANNA (RENEE) —I’m trying to stay calm, taking deep breaths like I did this morning when I first saw him. Pictures hardly did him justice—he’s a walking masterpiece, as though sculpted for a world more elegant than this one. He makes me sound poetic, which I’m not, but it’s his fault—his voice is deep and velvety, soaked in an intoxicating British accent, laced with effortless charm.I came here to seduce him, to control the situation. But at this rate, he might as well be the one doing the seducing. The turquoise of his eyes is a striking contrast to his sharply defined features, like some forbidden god descended to earth. And worse, there’s something familiar about him—his voice, his presence. But that must be my mind playing cruel tricks on me. Right?When he commented on my outfit earlier, the urge to grab a handful of his perfectly styled hair and remind him who he was talking to was overwhelming. But no, I can’t risk showing my hand. The plan demands subtlety, and until I fi
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Chapter: AN AFFAIR WITH MY HUSBAND (EIGHT)— TOBIAS —I decide to step outside for a short drive to clear my head. The clanking of plates from the dining table catches my attention, and I see Renee setting it up.My heart skips a beat, despite the anger bubbling in my chest. She’s dressed up now, still alluring; her lips are pursed as she completes her task.I quickly look away from her, turning to leave.“Mr. Whitlock?” Renee calls, her faint Spanish accent making my surname sound almost thrilling.“Yes? Umm…”“Renee,” she supplies, though I feign forgetfulness. “Dinner’s ready, Mr. Whitlock.” She gestures to the table.I nod slowly. “You can call Mrs. Whitlock; I’m not hungry,” I say, hoping to end this interaction.She frowns slightly. “Mrs. Whitlock already had dinner and asked me to prepare this for you.”“Oh. Well, I’m not hungry. You can clear the table and toss it away,” I reply dismissively, eager to escape. Her eyes make me feel vulnerable, and my instincts urge me to grab her and kiss her. I sound like a jerk.Renee
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Chapter: AN AFFAIR WITH MY HUSBAND (SEVEN)— TOBIAS—I adjust my tie before slipping on my wristwatch. Anna is still asleep, turning with a loud yawn, so I decide against waking her. I put on my suit jacket, grab my suitcase, and leave the room.“You're leaving?” Her voice makes me pause, and I turn to look at her.“Yes, I’ll see you when I get back.” I smile at her.“Good luck.” She groans and pulls the duvet over her face.I take my leave, not bothering to initiate conversation or kiss her cheek. We weren't that lovey-dovey couple, anyway. She often complained about my distance.Over the past year, I wouldn’t say I regret marrying her, but I can’t deny it hasn’t been what I hoped it would be after that first day. Flash marriages aren't something I’d recommend, especially if your wife is intent on changing her entire personality to please you.We lived more like strangers, and I supported her in launching a clothing line just to keep her busy, preventing her from wasting her years on a marriage where I’m hardly present.My mi
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Chapter: AN AFFAIR WITH MY HUSBAND (SIX)— GIANNA (RENEE) —Fifty million was a significant amount for me; I needed the money without a doubt, and I yearned for my freedom. I accepted the deal without hesitation, rendering Carl's attempts to alter the narrative useless.The memory of him cornering me, my back pressed against the wall, was bitter to recall. He had tried to kiss me, and I slapped him twice. That explained his frown and why he turned down Sergio's request to escort me to Tobias' house for the interview.The car that had brought me pulled up in front of a large, modern chateau that matched Tobias' aesthetics.It was challenging to read him. From my research, he was extremely private and uptight. The news of his anniversary a few weeks ago had come as a shock to everyone, and within hours, it had vanished as if it were an error. The underground cyber team of the Abyss had that information up their sleeves, making access relatively easy.His wife, Gianna Whitlock. The name sounded familiar—too familiar—but I brush
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Chapter: AN AFFAIR WITH MY HUSBAND (FIVE)ONE YEAR LATER.—GIANNA (RENEE)—I yawned slightly, attempting to turn, only to be restrained by a man's hands on my waist. My eyes widened. “Shit. Shit. Shit!” I cursed, hurriedly buttoning my shirt and searching for my shoes. When I couldn't locate them, I stepped out barefoot, draping his coat over my body for modesty.After a few minutes of searching, I finally found a taxi and jumped in, struggling to organize my racing thoughts. I ran my fingers through my hair, my mind drifting back to him. I couldn't just leave him without an explanation—not after everything we'd been through. He didn't deserve that, and deep down, I knew I wanted him.“Turn around,” I instructed the taxi driver.“Huh?”“Take me back to where you picked me up,” I clarified.“You’ll still pay me, right?” “Yeah, yeah, just go!” I rolled my eyes, nibbling on my fingers in agitation.The driver shifted the car into reverse, but in an instant, from the corner of my eye, I spotted a truck barreling toward us. Boom!
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Chapter: 065| True Intentions.E L E A N O R“You’re not bad at this, Eleanor,” Caspian laughs, pulling the reins of his horse to a stop. I follow his lead, patting Benjamin gently to signal him to slow down. His pace eases, hooves thudding softly against the dry earth.“It turned out to be easier than I expected,” I respond, still slightly surprised as I run my fingers through Benjamin’s mane. It’s softer than it looks—almost like he’s been groomed just for today. Maybe he has.We’d gone through the basics in no time, riding across the open palace fields until the sun reached its peak and turned everything unbearably hot. Sweat clung to the back of my neck, and my legs ached from gripping the saddle, but I didn’t care. It had been a good distraction.Caspian dismounts smoothly, landing with a light thud before walking toward me. “It’s less about skill and more about how well you bond with the horse,” he says, smiling as he reaches up to offer help. “The stronger the bond, the better the ride.”I let him guide me d
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Chapter: 064 | Meeting an Old Friend. E L E A N O R “Hey,” Caspian greets softly as I step into the stable, the sound of his voice cutting through the quiet. He’s already there, carefully leading out two horses with the help of the caretaker, who moves with practiced ease. I didn’t realize how much this moment would matter until I was face to face with the horses. I’d vaguely thought my outfit today might give me some kind of confidence—just a hat, a pair of brown trousers, a white billowy-sleeved shirt, and sturdy boots. I’d looked at myself this morning and felt like a horseman, at least for a fleeting moment. It’s funny how a simple outfit can make you feel that way. The stable door is labeled “KAISER CLAWFORD’S HORSE STABLE,” and beneath that, a weathered wooden notice catches my eye. It’s a quote added by my uncle after his first visit from the human world: “A righteous man regards the life of his animal, but the tender mercies of the wicked are cruel.” Proverbs 12:10. I remember my father arguing briefly duri
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Chapter: 063 | Starlight Petals.E L E A N O R“He never told me about that... or her.” I whisper, mostly to myself, not really expecting Caspian to respond.“I think he was more interested because her son, Matthew, looks like him. He seems to be very fond of children—especially the boy,” Caspian says quietly.It hits me like a sharp jab to the chest. My heart clenches. I had lost our baby. A child that might’ve had his eyes or my smile. Maybe a boy. Maybe a girl. A little one he’d have carried around or played with, just like he does with Gabrielle now. And yet, I didn’t even get to hold mine.What stings the most isn’t the memory—it’s the silence. The secrecy. He’d kept this from me. And not just this. He rarely ever spoke about his past. Nothing too personal. I had to patch pieces of him together from whispers—his mother, his father, casual mentions dropped like forgotten coins. I was never given the full picture. And now this?Why did he think I didn’t deserve to know?Maybe I should visit Gabrielle. Ask the ques
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Chapter: 062 | Stepping On His Tail.A U T H O R 'S POV]Eretrix, Dragon Shifter Colony.The grand throne room was awash in a luminous glow, thanks to the towering floor-to-ceiling windows that let in the brilliant daylight. Amidst this regal setting, a deep, resonant masculine laughter suddenly erupted from the hallway, causing the soldiers present to flinch involuntarily, their bodies tensing with uncertainty about what was to come. King Thomas Black, a man rarely known for his mirth, was known to only laugh in moments of rare amusement—and even then, the act was often smeared with blood, a testament to his ruthless nature and the scars of countless battles.“When Alpha Kai met me,” Thomas began, casting a sharp glance toward his council members—each of whom bore an expression that mirrored his own anger and frustration. They had warned him against forging an alliance with Clawford, a warning meant to serve as a cautionary tale, yet he had ignored it. As anticipated, the alliance had crumbled into failure, just as they
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Chapter: 061 | Husband's Best Friend. EleanorI sit by the fireplace, watching the flickering light as I let out a sigh, hugging my knees on the couch. I notice Caspian picking up the yarn and crochet pin from the chair next to me before sitting down. I watch as he begins finishing the scarf I made. It reminds me of the crochet Perseus’s mother left unfinished before her passing, but I blink away the memory and stare at the cold coffee on the tea table. Caspian had left it here for a while. My throat feels dry, but I still can’t bring myself to drink it.“You crochet tightly,” he says, clearing his throat just as he breaks the silence.“Dora taught me that way,” I respond, my voice raspy, feeling my eyes brim with tears. The memory of her hands holding mine, guiding me through the process, interrupts my thoughts. “I miss her sometimes… I really do. I just wish he hadn’t done this.”Caspian drops the yarn, silent, lost in thought, trying to find the right words. But I don’t need words. I need a person—the person who, ironi
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Chapter: 060 | Nemesis or Trouble?E L E A N O R “Are you okay?” Caspian asks softly, his face etched with genuine concern, the same expression mirrored by the children standing nearby. I shut my eyes briefly, taking a slow, calming breath as I try to steady my trembling memories. But what use are those memories now? Why did it have to be those two—why them?“Matthew?” a woman’s voice calls, sharp and clear, pulling me abruptly out of my haze. She steps toward the children, one hand resting on her waist, the other gently securing her small baby bump. “Mummy?” the little girl squeals excitedly, running into her mother’s arms. She hugs her tightly, a bright smile spreading across her face—one that reveals a set of missing baby teeth, a reminder of her innocence.The woman looks familiar… too familiar. Like I’ve seen her somewhere before, but I can’t quite place her face or remember where. It’s frustrating—the feeling gnaws at me.She approaches the boy, whose gaze remains fixed on mine, even as her presence draws close
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