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BROKEN VOWS:- FALLING FOR MY MARRIAGE COUNSELOR

BROKEN VOWS:- FALLING FOR MY MARRIAGE COUNSELOR

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Von:  Zee_bahLaufend
Sprache: English
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Zusammenfassung

Contemporary

Fast-Paced Plot

Forbidden Love

Steamy

Goodgirl

Possessive

Protective

Office Relationship

Lovers Reunion

“This is wrong. You’re supposed to help me fix my marriage” “And yet here you are, squirming under my hands like you're begging me to break it” “You're too close… I can’t think straight when you’re this close” “Then stop thinking. Just feel.” He leans in, his breath brushing against my lips. “Tell me to stop Lillian—and I will. But if you don’t, I’m going to kiss and claim your body like I’ve imagined a thousand times on that chair” *~*~*~*~*~*~*~* When Lillian Calloway walks into marriage counseling, she’s desperate—not just to save her crumbling relationship with her emotionally distant husband, but to hold together the image of a perfect life. Then she meets Dr Ronan Carter. Calm, devastatingly handsome and far too familiar for her comfort. Each session unravels more than just the crack in her marriage—it exposes desires she’s locked away for years. Ronan makes her feel alive. And when the professional lines begin to blur, Lillian finds herself stepping on the edge of something forbidden. He’s her counselor. She’s his client. Falling for each other will cost them everything. But what if the biggest lie was the marriage they were trying to save?

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Zibah Chall
Zibah Chall
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SPECIAL NOTE TO MY SPECIAL READERS...️ Hey guys, Thank you all so much for reading my book, I really hope y’all are enjoying the story. P.S... I would really love for y’all to add my book on your library so you’ll will updated when I upload. Thank you and I love you all. Xoxo… Zee_bah ......️
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CHAPTER 1
LILLIAN CALLOWAY “I want a divorce.” The words left my mouth before I had the chance to rehearse them. Before I had the chance to think about how it would change everything for me once he agreed. Joe didn’t even look up. Typical. I could be screaming or drowning, and he’d still be looking at that dem laptop. “I want a divorce,” I said again, louder this time. He doesn’t blink. Doesn’t move a muscle. Five years together. Two forgotten birthdays. Two missed anniversaries. A marriage dying in silence. It hurts that he won’t look me in the eyes, but Ive gotten used to that. The only thing moving between us was the ticking clock above our bed as I stood there like a statue, impatiently waiting for a response while the clock kept ticking. Tick. Tock. Tick. Finally, “Now’s not a good time, Lillian. I have an important meeting I need to prepare for in the next fifteen minutes.” I blinked. “Did you hear what I just said?” He sighed, still scrolling. “We can talk
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CHAPTER 2
LILLIAN The cameras pop like gunfire. I straightened my spine, rolled my shoulders back, chin up high. Flash. My fingers curled into the silk of my dress as Joe and I stepped forward, holding still as the lights popped again. I pressed my freshly manicured nails into Joe’s arm and arched my lips into a perfect, luscious smile. He does the same, his hand resting casually at the small of my back as a way to send a message to the world and, most especially,. “Over here! Mrs. Blackwell! Look this way! Give us a kiss!” I immediately snapped my gaze toward the voice behind the camera, jaw tightening. My smile faltered for half a second—just enough to betray the flicker of rage behind my eyes. I hate when they call me by that name. It always curled around my ribs like barbed wire. But I recover fast, plastering the grin back like it’s been stitched to my face. I lean in. His lips brushed mine, staged and cold. We held it for the click and pulled away. My father’s estate
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CHAPTER 3
LILLIAN He hasn’t said a word since he sat down—Just passing out the kind of glance that said too much without making a sound. My hands rest on the white linen napkin, fingers twitching against the stem of my wine glass. Keeping a tight smile plastered on my face like I just won an Oscar award. Fake, but enough to convince everyone. Nothing about this table seems lovely or United. Especially not the man who just walked in and is now sitting across from me, eyes drifting from the glass wrapped around my fingers to my face. I want to try to ignore it. His gaze—but I can’t. He hasn’t said a word, but I can feel his gaze burning harder and harder—steady and pressing. Like a burn on my skin, only I can feel. His fingers drum lightly against his wristwatch, calm as ever, leaving my father to do all the talking. Joe leans in, his breath hot against my skin.“You either eat or stop playing with your food?” I can’t take it. I excused myself with a soft smile and a murmured li
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CHAPTER 4
RONAN CARTER Lillian Calloway. She was everywhere. Billboards. Magazines spread. Five years. Five goddamn years. And still, there she was. Wearing a name that wasn’t mine. Smiling like she hadn’t once ripped me open and left me bleeding. Broken. She looked me in the eyes with nothing but pure hatred after all the promises we made together. My family thought I left because I didn’t want to have anything to do with them. But the truth is that I left because of her. Because I had no choice or reason to stay. Staying would have killed me. Watching her slip that ring on? That would’ve been the final blow. So I disappeared. Swore never to come back home. I spent most of my time burning my past through a lot of work. I convinced myself that the fire in my lungs was freedom—it wasn’t. It was her. Still stuck at the back of my mind like a sinful prayer that would ruin me. Disappearing gave me space. Space to breathe, to think, to figure out who I was when I wasn’t attached
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CHAPTER 5
LILLIAN TWO WEEKS LATER “You and Mr Blackwell looked good at your parents estate on Saturday,” the interviewer said with a bright, cheerful voice. “Can you tell us what always keeps you smiling?” I smiled. Or at least I tried to. “Absolutely,” I said, folding my hands in my lap, like the proper, composed woman I was always taught to be. “Joe is my best friend. We support each other in everything we do and that alone strengthens our relationship.” The interviewer hummed, pleased as she scribbled what I had just said, like she knew she was about to make a great deal out of this interview. My publicist exhaled behind her, relieved. Everyone always wanted the fairytale. They just never bother to know if the princess ever forgot who the hell she was. I was just about to head into my office when the interviewer’s voice stopped me. “You don’t mind us uploading the photos with your article, right?” I turned to look at her with a tight smile. “Yeah, no problem. Go ahead.”
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CHAPTER 6
LILLIAN The receptionist was saying something, but her voice was a dull hum as I froze at the threshold of the office. My body locked in as my hands gripped to my purse tightly, hearth jackhammering like it wanted out of my chest. Him. He was the last person I expected to see in this room, in this building, in this role of all things. The marriage counselor. My throat went dry, my pulse a frantic drum against my ribs, heat flooding me in an instant. I didn’t even realize I was holding my breath until the edges of my vision blurred, and still, I couldn’t move; every one of my muscles had gone stiff, like I might snap in half if I moved an inch. “Babe?” Joe’s voice cut through the ringing in my head, sharp with irritation. “What the hell are you doing? Sit down .” I blinked, yanked out of my spiraling thoughts, and managed a smile that probably looked more like a grimace. My legs felt stiff as I forced them forward, each step heavier than the last. The office s
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CHAPTER 7
RONAN The moment the door clicked shut behind them, I dragged a hand down my face and let out the breath I’d been holding since the session started. My jaw ached. I hadn’t even realized how tight I had been clenching it, holding everything together while that asshole sat five feet from me, spewing venom at her like it was nothing. Professional. Calm. Neutral. That’s what I was supposed to be. That’s what my degree and years of training demanded. But the truth was, for the last two hours, every word that spewed out of his mouth had made me want to break something. Preferably his nose. I sat back in the mahogany armchair that suddenly felt too small, too confining. I clenched the notepad and pen in my hands as I looked at the spot she sat in just a couple of minutes ago, my chest rose and fell in tight, shallow pulls. God, I’d forgotten how much she could undo me without speaking. She’d barely looked at me, but that didn’t stop me from looking at her and the way her olive s
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CHAPTER 8
LILLIAN I woke up to an empty bed and reached for the alarm clock. 6:15 a.m. The sheets beside me were cold, proof that Joe had already left. He’d mentioned an early appointment last night, but the least he could’ve done was wake me up, kiss me on the forehead, and say goodbye. Anything. A scrap of decency would have been nice. I threw the covers aside. No point wasting time thinking about him. There’s no time to sulk all day. It’s almost 6:30. And besides, it was my one work-free day this week. I needed air. I need to go jogging. The bathroom tiles were chilly under my feet, making me wince as I moved quickly. I splashed cold water on my face, and it made me blink rapidly, finally shaking off the last traces of sleep. I brushed my teeth, then yanked my hair into a tight ponytail. I slipped into my active wear and running shoes—minutes later, I was stepping outside, the chilled morning air hitting against my cheeks. Jogging had started three years into my marriage, b
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CHAPTER 9
LILLIAN I got an email the next day saying our counselor would be out of town for the next few days, so our meeting got canceled—that was strange—but hey, I wasn’t mad. Honestly, relief washed over me when I read the email. I wasn’t mentally ready to sit across from him again, while I played the pretend game of acting like I hadn’t spent years trying to find him. Joe didn’t waste any time either. He packed his suitcase like his life depended on the opportunity, throwing ties and dress shirts into neat, folded piles. He had a conference in Seattle and seemed almost giddy about it. He was going to be there for five days. Five days were he gave himself a break and didn’t have to be around me to pretend that our marriage wasn’t suffocating us both. He left the bedroom, muttering something about his driver waiting, and was gone before I could even say goodbye. The house fell quiet after the slam of the front door. The quietness pressed on me like an anchor. That’s whe
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CHAPTER 10
LILLIAN By the time the night of the event arrived, I was running on equal parts caffeine and nerves. Every checklist had been ticked, every backup plan rehearsed, every detail smoothed over. My best friend and I had walked ourselves into exhaustion, but I finally stepped into the venue and saw the glittering chandelier and stunning interior. I had to admit, it was worth it. The hall hummed with quiet elegance, lit just enough to feel warm without being overwhelming. Long tables draped in white linens stretched across the room, each dotted with crystal vases holding soft arrangements of roses. In the corner, a string quartet played, their music weaving through the low chatter and delicate clinking of champagne glasses. For once, things felt… calm. My best friend appeared at my side in a sleek emerald dress I’d made for her, the fabric catching the light with every shift of her body. It clung perfectly onto her body before falling loose at the hem, the shimmer turning her i
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