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74. The Intruder
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Anotida MandemwaUrg! Even I hate it when I am not punctual! Thank you, dear reader, for your patience. It is invaluable.
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Condemned Wife's Compliance 216. No Flicker Of Memory
She had thought about not going and just calling to cancel. She had considered it and had almost given in to the urge but she had decided to get it over with… Whatever he wanted to talk about.When she got out of Aris’ apartment, Hunter was already waiting downstairs by the time she reached the lobby. He straightened when he saw her, his expression alert but neutral.“Where to?” he asked.“A restaurant near Rafael’s office,” she said. “I will send you the address.”He nodded once and moved to open the car door for her.The drive was quiet.Adrea watched the city pass by through the window, lights beginning to glow as evening settled in. She felt strangely steady. Not numb. Not angry. Just resolved.By the time they pulled up in front of the restaurant, her thoughts had arranged themselves neatly.The place was understated. Warm light behind large windows. Familiar without being flashy. It was the kind of restaurant that prided itself on consistency rather than novelty.Hunter scanned
Condemned Wife's Compliance 215. “It’s A Date”
The late afternoon light slanted through the wide windows of the living room, softening the sharp lines of glass and steel into something warmer. She sat curled at one end of the sofa, her shoes kicked off, her legs tucked beneath her as she scrolled idly through her phone. The house felt different when it was quiet like this. Not empty, just unhurried. As if it was waiting rather than resting.From down the hall, she could hear Aris moving around his bedroom, drawers opening and closing, the faint clink of a belt buckle being set aside.“So,” his voice carried easily, casual and amused, “how do you feel about poker tonight?”Adrea looked up, interest sparking immediately. It had been a while since she had played… If she discounted the games they played together.“Poker?” she echoed. “With who?”“With Sanne, Moreau, and the rest of the usual suspects,” he replied. “I figured it has been a while. And before you say anything, yes, I am aware that inviting you to poker might be considere
Condemned Wife's Compliance 214. Anthony’s Discovery
Rafael sat back in his chair, fingers steepled beneath his chin as he stared across his desk at the man waiting patiently opposite him.Anthony looked exactly like what he was. IT. Early thirties, neat beard, wire-rimmed glasses, tablet balanced on his knee as if it were an extension of his body. Calm. Methodical. The sort of person who did not panic when systems failed, because he understood why they failed.Rafael’s phone vibrated on the desk.He glanced down.It was his mother. Again. He too busy to be dealing with her right now. He phone went quiet and before he even had a moment to look away, it started again. His mother again.His jaw tightened. He turned the screen face down and silenced it in one smooth movement.“Go on,” he said turning his focus back on Anthony, “Talk.”Anthony nodded, adjusting his glasses.“When you asked me to check your system activity, I assumed it would be a routine scan,” he said. “Suspicious login. Maybe a compromised password. What I found was… more
Condemned Wife's Compliance 213. Charming People
The airport was loud in the way only airports could be. Not chaotic, not frantic, but layered. Rolling suitcases rattled over tiled floors. Announcements chimed overhead in neutral voices. Conversations overlapped and blurred into a constant hum that never quite faded.Felix stood just behind his parents and Belinda near the arrivals gate, hands tucked into the pockets of his coat, jaw set.He still did not understand why he was here.He glanced sideways at his mother for the third time in ten minutes. Irene Nikolaidis stood straight-backed, handbag clutched neatly at her side, eyes scanning the glass doors with barely contained anticipation. She looked every bit the composed matriarch, but Felix knew that beneath that polish she was brimming with nervous energy.Belinda stood slightly apart from them, one hand resting protectively against her belly. She had dressed carefully for this, Felix noted. Soft colours. Nothing too fitted. She looked pale but composed, her posture stiff with
Condemned Wife's Compliance 212. Not Scary
The weekend seemed to have sneaked on Adrea. She sat in the car as it approached Aris’ childhood home. No matter how much the guy said it was okay, the butterflies in her stomach did not cease their frantic flutters.She folded her hands together in her lap, then unfolded them, then rested one palm against the door as if grounding herself. Outside the window, the neighbourhood slipped by in quiet, orderly lines. It was not ostentatious, not flashy. Everything about the place suggested intention rather than display.Aris glanced at her from the driver’s seat.“You look like you are about to be questioned by a firing squad,” he said lightly.Adrea huffed out a breath.“I feel like I am,” she admitted. “Your mother wants to meet the woman in your life. That feels… significant.”“It is significant,” he agreed easily. “But not in a terrifying way.”She shot him a look.“That does not help.”He smiled, clearly pleased with himself.“Alright,” he said. “Reframe it. My mother has been waiting
Condemned Wife's Compliance 211. Universal Trash
The boutique was quiet in the way over priced places often were.Soft music hummed beneath the low murmur of polite conversation. Racks were spaced generously, dresses arranged by colour and cut rather than size, each piece lit as though it were art rather than clothing. Mirrors lined the walls, tall and forgiving, reflecting silk and satin and the slow confidence of women who knew exactly where they were and why.Adrea stood in front of one of them, fingers brushing over the sleeve of a lavender dress.“This one,” Sofia said from behind her, peering critically at the rack. “You keep circling it like it owes you money.”Adrea smiled faintly.“It reminds me of something my father would have liked,” she admitted. “He always said the colour made me look like an elf… the ethereal type.”Sofia stepped closer, studying the fabric.“Your father had taste,” she said. “And instincts. Try it on.”Adrea hesitated, then nodded and slipped the dress off the hanger.They had been shopping for over
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