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Penulis: Christie Bassey
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-10-28 22:17:45

LYSSANDRA

A part of me wants to scream, another wants to collapse. But Erden’s arms are locked around me. If I collapse, I'll be collapsing into the arms of the man whose father was responsible for the massacre of my family.

The irony of it has anger licking down my spine.

I swallow, blinking away the last of my tears. “You knew?”

“Not then,” he says. “Not until my brother and I had my father cornered. He knew I'd be pissed, and he used it.”

“Why would it piss you off?”

He leans in, his forehead resting briefly against mine. “Father knew even then that I wanted you. That I would protect you with every fibre of my being. I'm sorry, Lyssandra, you weren’t supposed to burn with them, Lyssandra.”

My hands curl in his shirt. “And yet I did,” I whisper. “Just not on the outside like they did.”

His thumb brushes the tear still clinging to my chin. “Then let it end tonight.”

But I can’t let it end. Not now when I finally have a thread that leads to the truth.

Still, when he pulls me ba
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  • An Ex-wife's Guide to Revenge   68.

    LYSSANDRAI’m still furious.It's not just anger I'm feeling, but deep down inside where I won't even allow myself explore, I'm hurt. I'm hurt that he lied to me, I'm hurt that I stupidly believed him, I'm just hurt. I'm also angry and, I tell myself it’s because of what Erden’s brothers said, because of the audacity of it all, but the truth is uglier. I’m angry because I want to talk to Erden.And that makes me even more disgusted with myself.I grab my phone before I can think twice and dial Meredith’s parents. It’s better to focus on something real, because obviously Erden is as real as a mirage. Mrs. Chest answers on the second ring, her voice as warm as I remember. “Hello? Who is this?” I stop, unsure how to answer. Then I go with tr easiest answer. “Hello, Mrs. Chest. I'm Lyssandra. You called earlier?” “Lyssandra, darling. I'm sorry to have phoned so early.” “Good afternoon,” I manage. “It's perfectly already. I wanted to ask what time would be convenient for me to come b

  • An Ex-wife's Guide to Revenge   67.

    ERDENFarouk’s voice still rings in my head when I step out of Lyssandra’s office.Sir, your brothers are in Miss Veyn’s office.I’d been halfway across the city, already irritated after a board meeting that went longer than necessary. I’d driven back as though the hounds of hell were chasing me. Now that I’ve seen her with her face flushed with fury, her chest heaving, her eyes like sharp glass, I wish I’d gotten there sooner to intercept my brothers. She’d thrown a shoe at me, and the second I caught her eyes, I knew whatever they’d told her had hurt her like barbs. That was why I let the shoes hit me though she probably hadn't even expected it to. She had needed a release for all that anger festering inside her. I slam the door behind me, and find Kavev and Aksel waiting for me down the hall, both of them looking like they've just walked out of a bar fight. They're both tense and silent. “Outside,” I bite out, my voice hard enough to make Farouk flinch from beside me. I turn

  • An Ex-wife's Guide to Revenge   66.

    LYSSANDRAI can feel both of this eyes dragging over me, waiting to see my reaction, but I don't react. I think I'll suffocate as Aksel’s words keep echoing in my head. She doesn’t remember who you are.I want to laugh, or maybe I want to scream, but mostly, I want to punch my fist through his arrogant mouth. “You're still in my office. I told you to get out!” The words tear from my throat, deadly with rage. Kavev stands slowly, his palms open. “Lyssandra, you have to understand we're not here to fight you.”“No,” I snap. “You don’t get to say that to me. You don’t get to sit your entitled asses on my furniture, and tell me what I can or can’t do with my own sister.”Aksel’s lips flatten with displeasure. “We’re not telling you what you can’t do. We’re telling you what you shouldn’t do.”“Fucking hell,” I bite back. “Do you think that’s supposed to matter to me?”He leans forward, elbows on his knees, his mismatched eyes filled with anger and pity. “You don’t understand what you’r

  • An Ex-wife's Guide to Revenge   65.

    LYSSANDRA A part of me wants to scream, another wants to collapse. But Erden’s arms are locked around me. If I collapse, I'll be collapsing into the arms of the man whose father was responsible for the massacre of my family. The irony of it has anger licking down my spine. I swallow, blinking away the last of my tears. “You knew?”“Not then,” he says. “Not until my brother and I had my father cornered. He knew I'd be pissed, and he used it.” “Why would it piss you off?” He leans in, his forehead resting briefly against mine. “Father knew even then that I wanted you. That I would protect you with every fibre of my being. I'm sorry, Lyssandra, you weren’t supposed to burn with them, Lyssandra.”My hands curl in his shirt. “And yet I did,” I whisper. “Just not on the outside like they did.” His thumb brushes the tear still clinging to my chin. “Then let it end tonight.”But I can’t let it end. Not now when I finally have a thread that leads to the truth.Still, when he pulls me ba

  • An Ex-wife's Guide to Revenge   64.

    LYSSANDRA I know Erden expects I'll come to him, but I don't. I can't do that to Meredith. If I go to him, I'll have to tell him a lie, and then another lie to cover up my last lie, and I'm damned tired of lies. I lie back on the sheets, and close my eyes. I can still taste his pre-cum on the back of my throat. I lick my lips, my thighs clenched tight. My entire body feels hyper aware of everything. I haven't heard his footsteps stalking away, and I'm tempted to open the door and see if he's still out there. But I don't get out of bed. I'm afraid if I see him, I won't be able to stop myself from breaking apart in his arms. I force thoughts of Erden to the back of my mind, and slowly, painfully, my breathing calms, and I fall asleep. Only it isn’t peace that finds me, because the nightmares torture me. “Lyssie? Lyssie it hurts!” Nyra screamsI can hear Nyra’s voice, but each time I turn, the smoke chokes me, crawling up my throat and stinging my eye. The heat lashes my face,

  • An Ex-wife's Guide to Revenge   63.

    ERDENShe doesn’t even realize what she’s just admitted. She thinks she’s hiding behind seduction, but she’s shaking. She’s trembling like she’s about to break apart.“Lys,” I murmur, sliding my hand from her waist to her face. “You’re trembling.”I jerk my hips back, pulling my cock back. She scrambles forward, as though she needs me in her hand to survive the next second. “Lyssandra! Stop.” I snarl at her, and she jolts back, looking away from me. “What's wrong?” “I’m fine.” She lies too quickly, but I catch her jaw, forcing her to look at me. “No, you're not. Stop lying to me.” She comes for my cock again, but I hold her wrist before she can touch me again. If she does, I might never get to the end of this. I am that hungry for her. I take both her wrists, and hold them against the bed firmly. “You want me to distract you so you don't have to think?” She nods. “Yes.” “I'll let you use me if you tell me what happened.” Her lips twist as she glares at me. “I wouldn't need to

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