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Amber. I told myself Zeden would be back.Even after I called him a million times and he never picked up.He never returned a single call. I kept believing his words. He had promised he’d come home soon. He had kissed my forehead and said we would celebrate together.Now the third set of candles had burned out completely. The soft wax had melted into a sad little puddle on the table. My head throbbed so violently I was sure it would crack open if it could. Zam had fallen asleep at the dining table hours ago, her small head resting on her folded arms. She kept waking up every so often to ask in a sleepy voice if Papa was back yet. It hurt too much to watch, so I finally asked one of the maids to carry her upstairs to bed.I waited another hour. When the last candle died, I didn’t bother lighting new ones. The beautiful dinner I had planned sat cold and untouched. The cake I had baked with Zam earlier that day looked ridiculous now—perfect icing, delicate flowers, a singl
Amber. Zeden didn’t say it back.Even though I knew he loved me—deep down, in his own twisted, possessive way.There had been so many times I’d whispered “I love you” out of the blue, only for silence to greet me. He only ever said it when the mood struck him, when the words felt right on his tongue. Never when I needed to hear it most.So this time I swallowed the sting, telling myself it was just the aphrodisiac still burning through his veins, clouding his mind and stealing his words.“Zeden… what would you like for a name for our child?” I asked softly, resting my head against his chest, listening to the frantic beat of his heart.His hand slid down my back in a slow, possessive trail until it reached my ass. He grabbed a full handful, squeezing hard enough to make me gasp. His breathing stayed ragged and frantic, like a man still starving even after everything I’d just given him. I knew he wanted more than my hand. More than my mouth. He wanted to bury himself deep insi
Amber. One of the staff brought a bucket of ice and filled the bathtub while I tried to keep everything under control. My hands were shaking so badly I almost dropped the towels twice. Even trying to set things up in the bathroom, I nearly fell over my own feet. The whole time, Zeden was crawling after me like a man possessed, grabbing at my legs every time I moved.When I went to the closet to grab a fresh set of clothes for him, he caught my ankle again, fingers digging in with desperate strength. At some point I almost laughed through the panic because he looked ridiculous—like a giant child begging for candy, or a starving dog that had finally caught the scent of meat and refused to let go.“Zeden… don’t make me fall, please,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.He managed to stand, wrapping his arms around me from behind in a grip that was far too aggressive for comfort. His mouth found my ear, kissing and licking up the side of my neck with hot, open-mouthed drags t
Amber. I was seated in the back of the car.Every knot inside my chest pulling tighter until it felt like my ribs might crack. My head throbbed in time with my heartbeat. God, I trusted my husband. I swear I trusted Zeden with every fragile piece of me.But what happens when the same man whose only real meal had always been sex—when Zeden would choose fucking over food, over sleep, over breathing if he could—got left alone with someone who was more than willing to spread her legs and give him exactly what he craved?“Marco,” I called out, voice tighter than I wanted.“Yes, Ma’am.”“Could we go back?”He glanced at me in the rearview mirror, brows furrowed. “Why? Is something wrong? We’re only an hour away from your mother’s place.”“I just remembered I left my phone on the table in my room. I really need to show her those ultrasound pictures of the baby.” The lie tasted bitter, but I didn’t care. When he still hesitated, I added sharply, “It doesn’t matter. Just reverse and ta
Zeden. I took a few gulps of the milk a couple of minutes later. It was cold at first, then strangely warm as it slid down my throat. Before I knew it, I had finished the entire glass. The taste lingered—slightly sweeter than normal, but I didn’t think much of it at the time.Then the throbbing started.A dull, heavy pulse bloomed behind my eyes, spreading fast. My head felt too full, like something was pressing against the inside of my skull. I stood up quickly, intending to set the empty cup on the table, but my legs betrayed me. They felt weak, wobbly, like the bones had turned to rubber. Heat crawled up my throat and sank lower, spreading through my chest, my stomach, and straight into my groin. My cock twitched and began to harden rapidly, throbbing with an intensity that had nothing to do with the cigarette I’d just smoked.My vision blurred at the edges. The room tilted slightly.I lifted the cup to my nose and inhaled. The faint, chemical undertone hit me immedia
Zeden.Thirty minutes ago I’d finally convinced Amber to go see her mother. The drive was easily two hours each way, especially with Marco behind the wheel. That man drove like he was transporting fragile glass—careful, slow, never pushing the speed limit. Unlike Rukov, who treated every road like a racetrack.I was upstairs in our bedroom, sitting on the floor with Rukov. Since Amber wasn’t home, I figured I could steal a little freedom. She had almost made me quit smoking over the past few months, always wrinkling her nose and stealing the pack from my hand. Today I didn’t feel like fighting the urge.I rolled the cigarettes with practiced fingers, lining them up neatly on the low wooden table between us. Rukov watched me, then let out a low chuckle.“What’s funny?” I asked, not amused.“The way you’re wrapping those up like you’re stealing them from your own wife,” he said, still grinning. “I must say, marriage has really changed you. This particular marriage, anyway.”I li
Zeden.My hands twitched at my sides. Enzo still hadn’t taken his fucking arm off Amber. And she just stood there—fuming, yes, but letting him touch her. Letting him drape himself around her like he had any right. While I stood right in front of them.Was she testing me?Was she trying to see h
Zeden.It was a fucking stupid idea to come down here for breakfast.I hadn’t even planned on it. I was already halfway to the warehouse to check if the crew had finished wrapping the packages properly. Then I saw her.Amber.On her knees, scrubbing the floor. That short maid uniform did nothing
Amber.“Fuck…” Zeden groaned so loudly it sounded like he’d been starving for weeks.He squeezed one breast hard, fingers digging in deep enough to leave marks, while his mouth attacked the other with brutal determination.Sloppy, wet sounds filled the small room; sucking, licking, the occasional
Amber.Oh my God, I was a slut.A fucking bitch in heat.A shameless whore.Dignity? What dignity? It had evaporated somewhere between Zeden’s hands and the way my body kept betraying me.My mouth hung open, breaths coming in hard, uneven gasps.I tried to swallow, but my throat felt thick and u







