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After the Divorce, My Ex Husband Came Crawling Back 192
VICTORSelene has spent the better part of those two days with the Tucker twins, following her family's birthday celebration at the estate, and I know this because I've been keeping tabs on her. I told myself, at first, that this was simple prudence, a man wanting to know where the woman under his protection actually is. That explanation has become considerably less convincing to me lately.When I step into the penthouse, the first thing I notice is the candles, the second is Selene.She's sitting on the couch, dressed for dinner in a short, fitted gown that leaves very little to the imagination. The neckline dips low enough to be a genuine test of my concentration. Her long dark hair falls in loose curls around her shoulders, and when she rises and crosses the room toward me, I have to remind myself, quite deliberately, that I am exhausted."How was your day?" she asks, already reaching for my tie.Before I can answer, she loosens it and slides it free, then takes my jacket from my
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VICTORI am getting better. But not quickly enough for Selene's liking, apparently, noetheless better all the same, and I've learned not to argue with her definition of progress.She has taken it upon herself to make sure I attend a doctor's appointment every week, and somehow, in a way I still haven't fully worked out, she has managed to recruit Finch into helping her enforce it. The first time I asked him about it, he simply stared at me, looking almost offended that I'd suggest he'd been coerced."What did she threaten you with?" I asked."Nothing, sir."I narrowed my eyes at him. "Then what did she do?"He hesitated long enough that I already knew I was about to hear something I didn't particularly want to know. "She called my wife."That was the entirety of the explanation I got, and somehow it was enough. Whatever Selene said to Finch's wife had been sufficient to turn my most loyal assistant into a man suddenly convinced that my health was his personal responsibility."That w
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ARIANAKael and I work through the afternoon, on reports, numbers, questions, calls, and corrections. At some point I look toward the window and realize the light has changed.I frown. "What time is it?"Kael checks his phone. "Almost six."I blink. "Six?""Apparently." He doesn't look up from the document.I lean back. "I thought we'd been here for two hours."Kael raises his head and gives me a look. "We've been here for five."I laugh. "That's disturbing.""It's called working." His attention goes back to the document."It's called losing track of time.""Same thing." He shrugs.My phone buzzes again.MASON: ‘Still buried in work?’I glance at Kael, who's still reading through the document, then type back.ME: ‘Buried. But surfacing soon.’MASON: ‘Good. I have something for you.’ME: ‘Should I be worried?’MASON: ‘Depends. How do you feel about staged plays?’I snort. Kael looks up. I wave him off.ME: ‘Aren't those supposed to be boring?’He doesn’t answer immediately. Then,MASON
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ARIANAI wake before the twins, and for a few seconds, I don't know where I am.The room is quiet. No traffic outside, no phone ringing, and no footsteps moving hurriedly through the hallway.Then I remember, I’m at the Bindy estate. I turn my head toward the clock on the bedside table. 7:23 a.m.I actually slept through the night.I stare at the ceiling. That hasn't happened in a long time. I can't remember the last time I went to bed without waking up halfway through to check my phone, think about the twins, worry about Maxwell, or wonder where Durrell is.I stretch, then reach for my phone. No new messages. My chest tightens anyway.I sit up slowly, and for once, the uncertainty of his situation hasn't kept me awake. Maybe it's the estate. Maybe it's being away from Lakebridge and all the memories attached to it. Or maybe I'm just tired enough to sleep.***By the time I make it down to breakfast, the twins are already at the table, arguing over a piece of fruit like it's a matter
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SELENEI am breathless, shaking, and yet, Kael doesn't stop. He keeps the rhythm, his thumb never leaving my clit, teasing the hypersensitive nerve endings even as I try to recover.He pushes me further, driving deeper, his breath hot against my neck. The friction builds again, faster this time, more urgent. I feel myself climbing a second peak, the pleasure becoming so intense it borders on pain. With one final, powerful surge, I shatter again, my body arching as a second, more powerful climax ripples through me, leaving me limp and sobbing for air.Kael lets out a low groan, finally allowing himself to peak, his body shuddering against mine as he fills me with his warmth. He collapses onto me, his weight a comforting blanket, leaving me floating in the hazy, golden aftermath of a hunger finally sated.***It's a while later, the room has gone soft and quiet again, when Zael comes back out showered and dressed in loose pajama pants, settling into the armchair across the room while
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###187: Trap - like DevotionSELENE The room is heavy with the scent of spent passion and expensive cologne, the air still warm from the three of us colliding in the semi-darkness. I lie there, my body a soft weight pressed between Kael and Zael, the sheets a tangled mess of linen and limbs.My head rests against Kael’s steady heartbeat, while my fingers trace mindless, absent circles over Zael’s chest.The three of us loose-limbed and warm in the aftermath of a night that started the moment Kael and I got back from the party.My mind won't settle, though. It keeps drifting back to Donderdam, to the sound of the monitors in that hospital, to how close I came to watching Victor die on a jet thirty thousand feet above a country that isn't mine. I still haven't slept properly since we got back. Some nights I just lie there replaying the moment I found the puncture mark, my hands shaking even now thinking about it.And underneath that, quieter, more complicated, there's Victor himself.
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