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Amber Two Weeks Later What does bankruptcy even mean? I only truly understood it when they came to seize our home. That’s when I realized—we were flat broke, and out on the streets. Here’s exactly how things played out: My father never told my brother Bruno about the bankruptcy. He didn’t ask him to drop out and come home either. Instead, he borrowed money from our aunts to keep covering his school expenses. After Uncle Darian’s house was also seized, my father rented a small place. I decided to stay with them until I finished college. As for Grace… despite the bankruptcy, she didn’t leave my father. Maybe I’ve been wrong about her. If she had married him just for his money, she would’ve walked out by now. But she went with him to Lubbock. Maybe… just maybe… she really does love him. Lucas didn’t want me to leave, but my dad wouldn’t let me stay in New York alone. And honestly, maybe ending this relationship—putting some distance between us—was the best thing to do. Maybe this was a sign. ⸻ Sitting across from Lucas in a quiet tea garden, I looked at him as he gently held my hand. I took a deep breath and began. “Lucas… I’m leaving New York in a few days, and I don’t want to leave behind anything that ties me to this place. I think it’s best for both of us if we break up.” “I love you, Amber… You’re overwhelmed because of your dad’s bankruptcy. You’re not thinking clearly. Let’s give it time. I’ll be here waiting for you, sweetheart.” “I’m not coming back, Lucas.” “Then I’ll come to you. My mom’s from Lubbock, remember? I’m not exactly a stranger there.” “Let’s just give it time,” I said gently. “Once I’ve put my life back in order, we’ll talk.” “Alright, babe. Just know—you can call me anytime. And when you’re ready, I’ll come visit you. Maybe I’ll even convince you to marry me…” “I don’t know, Lucas. I’m just… so tired of everything. Right now, I need to stand on my own.” “I have an uncle in Lubbock who’s an attorney. If you want, I can call him—maybe he could help set you up with an internship.” “I’ll figure it out on my own. Don’t worry about me.” “No, I insist. Let me at least do this for you. I’ll call him right now and arrange something.” “…Alright. I won’t say no.” Talking to him eased my nerves a little. I had no idea what I was going to do in a city I hadn’t seen in years. But if there was a familiar lawyer around, it would at least make things easier. “My uncle’s name is Adrian Alder.” “I hope he agrees.” Lucas brushed my cheek softly. “Of course he will. I’ll even have my dad call him personally. You’ll see—he’ll say yes. And one day, you and I will have our own law firm,” he smiled. “Please don’t talk like that… I don’t want to give you false hope. I need time. After everything that’s happened, I just don’t feel excited about anything anymore.” “I understand, Amber. I can be patient. I’ll wait for you.” “I want us to stay friends, Lucas. You’re important to me.” “You’re everything to me. And I’m not giving up on you—not now, not like this. Go on, Amber. We’ll see each other again soon.” I couldn’t find the words to explain that this relationship was over. I didn’t want to hurt him—he really was someone dear to me. More than anything, I didn’t want to lose his friendship just because we tried dating for a few months. “Goodbye, Lucas.” Two silent tears rolled down my cheeks. Leaving Lucas… leaving the city I was born in… Saying goodbye to my old life—and to the law school where I had spent nearly every day for years—was enough to break my heart. Lucas pulled me into a tight embrace. “I love you, Amber. Don’t forget me…” he whispered softly. After slipping his card into my purse, I headed home. Would I ever see him again? Would he really wait for me, just like he said? Maybe he was right. If I ever find myself reaching out to him after all this… maybe that means I do love him. But who knows? By then, he might already be swept up by one of the girls constantly circling around him. Right now, love is the least of my concerns. I have a family to think about.THE END 🌶️🔥🌶️🔥I woke up that morning gazing at Amber’s sweet face, utterly captivated. I’ll never grow old with this woman, I thought. She adds years to my life.A knock at the door interrupted. I slipped on my shorts and answered. It was my uncle’s man.“Mr. Adrian, your uncle couldn’t reach you, so he sent me. You’re expected at breakfast.”“Alright, we’ll be down soon.”He nodded and left quickly. Back inside, I watched Amber, lying naked under the sheet, blinking sleepily.“Who was that?” she asked, her voice soft. I could’ve stared at her forever.“My uncle’s waiting for us at breakfast.”She sat up, and the sheet slipped below her breasts. The sight was unreal—her tousled hair, her glowing skin, everything about her pulled me in.“Guess I should get dressed then.”As she moved to get up, I slid onto the bed and stopped her.“No rush. My uncle can wait a bit.”“But that’d be rude.”“Just five minutes…” I whispered, cupping her breasts.She touched the bulge in my shorts, gig
94 🌶️🔥🌶️One Week LaterAdrianBeing with Amber felt like being reborn. Everything was so perfect… This was the love I’d been searching for, the kind of marriage I’d dreamed about. Her father’s bankruptcy and their return to Lubbock—it was as if fate had orchestrated it all for us. Maybe that’s what people meant when they said every cloud has a silver lining.Instead of going back to Lubbock after our honeymoon, we flew to Adana. We were going to visit my uncle Barnat before heading home.When we landed in Adana, my uncle’s men were already waiting for us at the airport. Sure, we could’ve taken a cab, but my uncle had a flair for dramatic arrivals.“Mr. Adrian,” one of them said, “Mr. Barnat is at a wedding right now. It’s a relative’s. He’d like you to join.”“Alright, let’s go then,” I replied, curious. Which relative could it be?“Oh wow, so we’re getting to see a traditional Adana wedding too,” Amber chimed in excitedly.“You’re lucky, babe.”We got into the car—it was luxuriou
93 🌶️🔥🌶️🔥🔥We collapsed onto the bed the moment we stepped into the hotel, exhausted from the day. The sexy lingerie I had packed for our honeymoon stayed buried in my suitcase. We passed out still in our travel clothes, too tired even to hold each other.It must have been just before dawn when I stirred, faint light spilling through the curtains. I felt Adrian’s hands wandering across my body—lazy, possessive, and unrestrained. I was facing away from him, and he hadn’t realized I was awake.His hand slipped under my shirt, finding my breast and cradling it with familiar ease. I could feel the hard press of him against my ass, and it sent a needy ache pulsing through me.As he gently kneaded my breast, his lips found the curve of my neck, placing soft, wet kisses just beneath my hairline. He was trying not to wake me—but clearly, his self-control was slipping.I arched my hips slightly, pressing back against him.“Baby, are you awake?” he whispered against my ear.“Mmm… I don’t k
92TWO DAYS LATERADRIANAfter that night with Amber, it felt like I was reborn. Honestly, I couldn’t even stand a single night without her anymore.We’d set a date for the wedding. I’d even convinced her to move it up. No one was happier about that than my mom. She was so thrilled, she started writing out the invitation list before we even picked the venue.“Mom, who even sends paper invitations anymore? We’ll drop a message in the group chat—whoever wants to come, will come.”“It’s tradition, son. People talk. They’ll say we were too cheap to send invites. Now, let me have my moment, will you?”I glanced over one of her carefully handwritten invites. “Wait… you’re really inviting Uncle Barnat and his crew?”Mom lowered her glasses halfway down her nose and said, “Of course I am. If I don’t, people will talk even more. Family business stays in the family.”“If you say so. But we’re sending invitations all the way to Adana?”She shrugged. “Why not? That’s what cargo services are for.”
91 🌶️🔥🌶️🔥1 YEAR LATERAMBERThere was a time when my life was all sunshine and daydreams, and back then, I had a single goal: to become a divorce lawyer and get my father away from that woman.They did divorce—Grace is long gone—but my purpose? That changed completely.Because for exactly one year now, I’ve been fighting to ensure my mother’s killers are brought to justice.My father couldn’t save the company, not fully, but he did file a substantial lawsuit against the firm Grace was spying for. Before the investigation into my mother’s murder was complete, it was proven that the company had tampered with multiple public tenders. The court ruled in our favor, and they were forced to pay a massive settlement.And what did my dad and uncle do with that money?Well… it might sound strange—almost too wild to believe.My father finally accepted that there was no need for me to be the lawyer for chickens, as he used to say.So instead, they invested in Alderin—Adrian’s father’s firm.
90That evening, there was an eerie silence hanging over my grandparents’ house.Adrian was there for the first time, and you could feel everyone’s curiosity simmering just beneath the surface. Maybe that’s why no one said much—everyone was quietly watching, evaluating, wondering.Maria, my aunt-in-law, moved about the kitchen, setting the table and trying to preserve some sense of normalcy. And yet, as people reached for their plates and chatted like it was just another family dinner, I sat stiff in my chair, unable to stop my eyes from drifting to Grace.She was too calm.Gently caressing her belly, offering up one of her signature smiles every five seconds, sweetly placing food on my father’s plate… She was playing the role so well, I almost forgot it was an act. Almost.She had no idea what was coming for her.But tonight, that mask was coming off. And I’d be the one to rip it.Dad, as always, managed to steer the conversation back to his favorite subject—family unity.“Thank God