ログインDiana got out of the car as fast as she could.The road had suddenly lit up, and a group of men dressed as mariachis were staring in her direction."We got paid to sing, so let's give it a shot," one of them said, and the song "Motivos" started playing."Oh my God, you got me a serenade!" she stammered, thrilled, and for a few seconds she forgot all about the deer. She scanned the men for her husband but couldn't find him. "Alexander?"A hand grabbed her ankle and she screamed. She looked down and found a body, its legs pinned under her car, the face hidden behind a massive bouquet of flowers. She couldn't tell who it was — until she heard his voice."You got your wish, you ungrateful woman!" Her husband pulled the bouquet away from his face and glared at her. "You ran me over!"***The night did not go the way Alexander had planned.As always, he'd been wrong — he'd been so sure the serenade idea was going to work perfectly.In his head, right about now, the kids would be fast asleep
Two weeks had passed since Alexander got sick, and things weren't going the way he wanted.Even though the mood at home was good, Diana kept avoiding him.After waking up in his bed for the second time, she'd filed falling asleep there under "mistake she wasn't going to repeat.""A mistake." Waking up next to him was a damn mistake.He no longer knew how to get close to her — he'd tried everything. They had a very calm relationship going, like two friends sharing a house.They'd stopped arguing, stopped throwing sarcastic remarks at each other, but neither of them was happy about it.He wasn't, and he could tell she wasn't either — or maybe that was just what he wanted to believe.Maybe Diana was happy this way. But he needed more. So much more."Mr. Turner, may I come in?" his assistant said, and walked in without waiting for permission. "Your wife called. She asked me to tell you that since the principal praised the kids for their good behavior, she's taking them to the fair.""Why
Lucky for Diana—or unlucky, because seeing her husband so turned on above her was setting her on fire from the inside—they were interrupted.The door swung open, and in came three pint-sized earthquakes."Daddyyyyyyy! Something smells burnt!" Nathan shouted."Daddy, I can see your butt!" Gabriel chimed in, and Alexander rolled off her as fast as he could and covered himself so the kids wouldn't see him naked.Before Victoria even said a word, she burst into tears."Daddy! Why were you trying to kill Mommy?"Diana scrambled out of bed, red as a tomato, and looked at her daughter."Daddy wasn't killing me, sweetheart. Where did you get that idea?""I saw him with his hand on your neck. Nathan, what's it called when somebody wants to take away all your air?"The little boy thought about it for a moment and then shared his conclusion."'Strangulizing.' I had a nanny who said she felt like strangulizing me all the time.""That's it, Mommy. Daddy was strangulizing you.""I was not stranguli
Please, let that man never get sick again!It was the phrase Diana had repeated most throughout the day.That ogre—because there was no other word for him right now—hadn't stopped shouting for her all day. He'd barely let her breathe."Diana, can you fix my pillow? Diana, my neck hurts, can you rub it? Diana, I don't think I'm going to make it, I'm dying—can I grab a boob first so I die happy?"She couldn't take it anymore! And it wasn't that she didn't want to take care of him—it was that the miserable man was faking it!She could tell by his face that he'd almost fully recovered. In a matter of hours he'd improved dramatically, but he didn't want to hear a word about being left alone.That wasn't even the worst part.The worst part was that His Majesty had demanded his bullhorn to call for her.Diana had decided to confiscate his phone after he called her more than a hundred times.The first time, she'd taken advantage of him falling asleep to sneak off for a shower.She was covered
Diana had sunk into a deep sleep, which was nothing new for her. Ever since she'd moved into that house, she'd rediscovered how to sleep without a single worry weighing on her. She'd tried to stay alert, to keep watch over Alexander, but the moment she felt the warmth of the bed—and the warmth of her husband's body—she'd surrendered to sleep. She was the worst nurse in the world. She'd let herself drift off, and the fantasies her mind conjured up gave her no reason to wake. She could feel her husband's breath quickening against her back, his big, mischievous hands starting to roam her body. No way was she waking up now—not even in her dreams would she let go of all that pent-up heat Alexander had lodged inside her. Maybe she was the one running a fever, caught his cold and all, because she could feel his ragged breathing and the heat pouring off his body. Her husband's hands filled themselves with her breasts and tormented them until she wanted nothing more than for him to never stop.
Diana bolted from the house—no matter how big the place was, it felt like there was nowhere to hide from him. From what her husband did to her.She couldn't even work out in peace anymore without him showing up looking like some gladiator—rugged, feral, all man. And that drove her crazy.Her husband hid the caveman living inside him under the suits he wore to work, but the second he took them off, his true self came out. The man who could pull her from the water in the middle of the mountains, who protected her from imaginary killers and from the mice he planted himself.She felt him as both her torment and her salvation, because when Alexander was near, she felt safe. And over the last five years, she'd been scared enough to last a lifetime.She had to run—from him, and from everything he stirred in her.Diana reached the pool area. The weather wasn't exactly swim-worthy, but she didn't care. Still in her workout clothes, she dove straight in."Oh my God, it's freezing," she sputtere







