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38. The Bait
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A wife for the cursed alpha 42. Good meal
Lana’s POVI woke up to the damn sun bleeding through the floor-length curtains, I felt his skin against mine, his arms were around my waist, my heart beating steadily inside my back. For a moment even after fully waking up, I didn’t move. I just lay there, breathing him in. Max.His chest rose and fell with a rhythm that matched mine too perfectly. His arm was across mine and he held me very tightly.I turned my face slightly into the pillow and whispered, “We said we wouldn’t do this again.”He tightened his hold around me. “You said that. I never agreed.”I rolled onto my back, looked up at him. His hair was messed up, the line of his jaw filled with stubble, but his eyes, God, his eyes were looking exceptionally beautiful that morning.He leaned in and pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Let me make you breakfast.”I blinked. “You? Cook?”His mouth twitched. “You’re not the only one who knows her way around a boardroom and a kitchen.”I snorted. “What could you possibly make that isn
A wife for the cursed alpha 41. No more running.
Lana’s POVHe slid inside me, it wasn’t just physical. It was history folding in on itself. It was memory and heat and home all tangled up in one deep, aching thrust.I gasped.He stilled, forehead resting against mine, eyes locked with mine.“You okay?” he asked, voice hoarse.I nodded, but that wasn’t enough.“I missed you,” I whispered.He exhaled deeply. Then he moved.Slow at first, every roll of his hips was precise and very controlled. He kissed me between every breath. My jaw, my shoulder, the curve of my breast. Like he was telling me something without saying a word.I arched into him, matching his rhythm, digging my nails into his back.“God, Lana,” he groaned. “You’re still…”“Yours,” I whispered before he could finish. “I never stopped being yours.”That cracked something open in both of us.He began moving harder, faster,still careful, still tuned to me but with an urgency neither of us could suppress anymore.Our bodies moved in sync, chasing a high we knew by heart.He
A wife for the cursed alpha 40. Temptation
Lana’s POVThe apartment smelled a bit different when I stepped in.I closed the door behind me, dropping my keys into the tray by instinct. My heels came off next with a tired flick. My shoulders sagged as I walked farther in.Tonight was a very long day. The dinner with Sophie had helped, sure, but nothing dulled the rage still smoldering beneath my skin.My brain wouldn’t turn off. Not when every piece of this puzzle felt just within reach.I reached for the light switch when a strong arm wrapped around me from behind.I froze.My first instinct was a twist and a punch. Years of corporate paranoia had trained me well.But the scent hit me before anything else.Max.His body was warm and hard, pressed against mine as if he belonged there.“I missed you,” he murmured into my hair, like it was the most natural thing in the world.I didn't breathe properly for a full beat. Then I snapped out of my daze.“What the hell are you doing in my house?”His arms didn’t loosen. “Lana...”“Max.”
A wife for the cursed alpha 39. The threats
Lana’s POV I walked to my desk and slid the envelope Max gave me into the drawer. It had been the match.Now I had fuel.Late at night. Rain was streaking across the windshield. Sophie was driving while I was in the backseat, dressed in all black. Tower 87 loomed like a dark monolith, glass and steel reflecting the city’s insomnia. The kind of building designed to look invisible.“Let me go in with you,” Sophie offered as she parallel parked two blocks away.I shook my head. “If something happens, you call Max immediately.”Sophie smiled. “Do you really trust him now?”“I don’t trust anyone,” I said. “That’s why I’m going alone. Calling him is just in case.”I stepped out of the car and walked through the rain. The front door was locked.I knocked once. A small camera blinked on. Then a few seconds later, the door buzzed open.The elevator was already waiting on the ground floor, doors open. I stepped in. Pressed 87.It was just a slow rise, floor after floor, the weight of what was
A wife for the cursed alpha 38. The Bait
Lana’s POVHis words echoed in the quiet space between us. He sounded honest. I stared at the evidence again. The papers had curled slightly from Max's grip, like they'd carried the heat of his conviction with them. Elias. Westmont Finance. Recruited into Mornex right before they went after me. A name I’d never even considered because I hadn’t been looking in the right direction.I exhaled slowly and set the pages down on the glass table."How did you get this?" I asked.His lips twitched into the barest smile. “You really want to know?”“No,” I muttered. “Not if it gives me plausible deniability.”He leaned back on the couch, watching me quietly.“I’m going to find out who hired him,” I said.Max nodded once, like he’d already known I’d say that.“You’ll need access to Westmont’s old records. Some of them are scrubbed now, but not everything disappeared.” His tone was light, almost offhand. “Especially if someone knew to back up the archived passcard logs before they were wiped.”I n
A wife for the cursed alpha 37. False Accusations
Lana’s POVSophie lingered in the doorway even after I’d given the final word on the press response.“Anything else?” I asked, glancing up. I already had my hand on the mouse, ready to start drafting the company’s clean-up narrative.But Sophie didn’t move.Instead, she asked quietly, “Are you okay?”She meant Max.I should have been prepared. But the question carved straight through me, deeper than I expected.My throat went tight, but I didn’t let it show. I tilted my head and gave her a smile. “I’m fine.”Sophie didn’t believe me. She was too smart not to know the difference between a crisis-born lie and the truth. But she also knew better than to push me.Still, she didn’t leave. “I just mean… last night. I wasn’t sure if…” Her voice lowered. “Did he hurt you?”I stared at her, blinking. “No.”“Because if he did girlll…”“Sophie, stop.” I let out a breath, rubbing a hand across my forehead. “He didn’t hurt me. That’s not what this is.”She looked like she wanted to say more, but i
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