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43.

Author: Abba_Rekpene
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-04-22 15:06:05

~CAKE~

By the time Elianna arrived, the sun had gone down and the wine was cold.

The compound felt different from back home. Here felt polished, not too many eyes on you.

The pool lights were already on. The water glowed an artificial blue that made everything look expensive.

Sienna was in the middle of the pool, recounting what had happened on set earlier like she had just survived a battlefield.

“I swear to God,” she said, pushing wet hair off her face, “if that stylist ever touches your wai
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    ~CAKE~The moment I stepped into the arena, I could feel it.The energy wasn’t the usual kind that came with a good fight. It was fuller, louder, like the crowd had already decided what kind of show they were about to get. I adjusted my mask as I walked toward the ring, ignoring the voices that carried from the stands. They weren’t subtle about it either.Some of them were already placing bets out loud. Others were laughing like they had just been handed front-row seats to something humiliating. I didn’t need to hear every word to understand the general idea. They thought this was going to be easy. For him.I climbed into the ring without reacting, my focus already on my opponent. He was exactly what I expected—tall, broad, built like he relied on brute strength more than anything else. The kind of fighter who thought size alone was enough to win. Big for nothing, I thought, taking in the way he carried himself. His stance was relaxed, almost careless, like he didn’t see me as a rea

  • A Wife For Nico Vescari   64.

    ~CAKE~I was late.Not just a little late. Very late.And Luca was going to chew my ears off for it.I twisted the cap off a bottle of water in the kitchen, taking a long drink as if that would somehow undo the fact that I had completely lost track of time this morning. Which, to be fair, was not entirely my fault.Last night had been… a lot.Nico’s mouth on mine. The way he had held me like he was two seconds away from losing control. The way he didn’t.Yeah. That part.I had woken up this morning still feeling it under my skin, restless and wound too tight to function properly. One thing led to another, and I had spent longer than I intended trying to get myself to orgasm more than usual.Clearly, that plan had failed.I exhaled, setting the bottle down on the counter as I reached for my bag.Today’s training is supposed to clear my head. Not to remind me of everything I was trying very hard not to think about.I turned toward the door—and nearly walked straight into Sienna.She fro

  • A Wife For Nico Vescari   63.

    ~CAKE~My heels clicked against the marble like I owned the damn hallway, which—technically—I guess I did now. Mrs. Vescari. It still sounded ridiculous in my head. Half a billion euros I’d just dropped on a painting like it was a pair of Louboutins, and a husband who looked like he could start a war with a raised eyebrow. And I had just walked out on him after saying the one thing guaranteed to get under his skin.Bidding is fun. Especially with the enemy.God, the look on his face. I barely made it past the curve in the hallway before I heard footsteps behind me. Not the calm, measured kind Nico usually had. Faster. Purposeful.My pulse kicked up.Let him chase. I’d spent the whole night watching him watch me, pretending he wasn’t affected. Time to flip the script.I slowed slightly near one of those overly dramatic alcoves meant for “private conversations.” Velvet drapes, dim lighting, marble pillars. The kind of place rich men pretended they weren’t doing shady things in.Perfe

  • A Wife For Nico Vescari   62.

    ~NICO~The auction room was already half full by the time I returned from the side corridor with Enzo.Men like the ones attending tonight rarely arrived early, but they always made sure they were present before anything important began. Power liked to watch power gather.I scanned the room automatically as we walked in.Old habit.Security first, everything else second.Two of my men were stationed near the main entrance, another pair near the rear exits. Adriano had men posted along the walls pretending to be regular staff. Even the waiters circulating with champagne were part of the security rotation.No obvious threats.No unusual movement.No weapons where they were not supposed to be.Enzo leaned slightly toward me as we walked down the aisle between tables. “The Russian delegation finally checked in,” he said under his breath.“I saw,” I replied.They were seated three tables away. Viktor Sokolov and two of his associates. Quiet men, but dangerous ones. They had been circling t

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    ~CAKE~The drive to the event center was quiet, and my mind refused to stay in the present.Ever since we came back from Milan, Sienna had been avoiding me like I had suddenly developed a contagious disease. Every time I walked into a room she conveniently remembered something she needed to do somewhere else. The first two times I brushed it off, but by the fourth time it was obvious she was doing it on purpose.Which was frustrating because I had no idea what I had done wrong.The last time I tried to talk to her that morning, she had practically fled down the hallway with some excuse about checking something in the kitchen.So tonight I was going to this auction alone.Well, not technically alone. I had Frank, my bodyguard and the rest of Nico’s security team hovering somewhere within breathing distance, but socially speaking, I was on my own.Elianna was not coming either.Apparently her father had stormed into the hospital the night of the allergy incident and started yelling loud

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    ~NICO~The hospital corridor was quiet. Only a few lights were on above the waiting area. The rest of the wing was dim, the chairs along the wall were empty except for the three of us.Sienna sat between me and Enzo, her hands twisted together in her lap.I had not moved much since storming out of Cake’s room.My arms were still crossed over my chest, one leg resting over the other as I sat back in the chair, staring at nothing in particular while my mind replayed the same thought over and over.Severe nut allergy.And she still ate the damn food.Enzo leaned back beside me with his elbows on his knees, watching the hallway.Sienna exhaled slowly and rubbed her face. “I should have checked,” she muttered.“It wasn’t your fault,” I said.My voice came out calm, even though the irritation of Cake’s nonchalance still sat somewhere in my chest like a rock.She shook her head immediately. “I was sitting right there,” she said quietly. “I should have asked the waiter. I knew Elianna had an

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