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27. Classic Choice
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2026-05-21 06:06:29
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Craved By My Husband's Best Friend 28. I Decline
Xavier POVThe luxury sedan glided away from Marissa’s driveway, the quiet hum of the engine doing nothing to soothe the sudden restlessness in my chest. I stared at the silver mask resting on the leather seat beside me. For a few hours, I had been just a man catching the breath of a woman who challenged me. But the moment the car turned onto the main highway, reality slammed back into place.My personal phone buzzed in my pocket. I didn't even need to look at the screen to know who it was.The Chairman. My father.I let it ring, throwing the device onto the seat next to the mask. He had called four times today. My mother had called three. I had ignored every single one of them, burying myself in Sterling Holdings' quarterly financials and the intoxicating distraction of Marissa’s blue eyes. I don't have the patience for family politics right now.But a second later, my corporate phone flashed. This time, it was Charles, my newly appointed male secretary. I slid the Bluetooth earpiec
Craved By My Husband's Best Friend 27. Classic Choice
Xavier POV Marissa froze. Her eyes widened slightly, and a gorgeous, heavy flush immediately crept up her neck, coloring her cheeks a brilliant shade of crimson. She quickly looked down, smoothing out the fabric of her emerald dress to hide her shaking fingers.Did she suspect? I wondered, a thrill of danger racing through my veins. Did she connect the dots to the office this morning?"It's a classic choice," she managed to say, her voice smooth as glass, completely recovering her outer poise."I didn't realize you paid such close attention to detail.""I pay attention to everything that matters," I responded smoothly as the car glided to a halt in front of Le Petit Oiseau.The dinner was a masterful dance of deception and desire. We were ushered past the crowded main floor straight to the private, velvet draped booth Julian had secured. As the waiter poured two glasses of an incredibly vintage red wine, I watched her relax, her movements graceful and fluid."This place is beautiful,
Craved By My Husband's Best Friend 26. Dinner
Xavier POVA sharp knock at the door broke my concentration. I slipped my phone back into my pocket just as Charles, my executive secretary, stepped into the room. Charles was a meticulous man in his early thirties, always dressed in an impeccably pressed charcoal suit, holding a tablet like it was an extension of his own arm."Mr. Sterling," Julian began, his voice crisp and devoid of any emotion."Your schedule for the rest of the day is locked in. You have the quarterly financial review with the department heads at eleven, followed by a working lunch with the board of directors. At three, you have the final sign off on the luxury jewelry pavilion blueprints, and at five, the legal team needs you for the compliance brief."I walked back behind my desk and threw myself into my leather chair. "Clear anything after six."Julian paused, his fingers hovering over the tablet screen. He blinked, a rare crack in his professional facade showing. "Sir? You have a tentative dinner meeting wit
Craved By My Husband's Best Friend 225. 𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍
Xavier POVI sat at the expansive mahogany desk in my study, the glow from my laptop screen casting sharp shadows across the room. It was nearly 3:00 AM, but sleep was a luxury I had long discarded. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, eyes fixed on the digital chat window that had consumed my entire evening.𝘔𝘦: 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 35 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘡𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘢.𝘔𝘦: 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘸.𝘔𝘦: 𝘛𝘸𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴. 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱... 𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦. 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘳I leaned back, a dark, self deprecating smile pulling at my lips. If any of the shareholders or board members at Sterling Holdings could see me right now, they would think I’d lost my mind.The ruthless, untouchable Xavier Sterling, reduced to counting the minutes between unread messages from a woman he’d met in the hazy, tequila sc
Craved By My Husband's Best Friend 24. Le Petit Oiseau
Marissa POV "Ah Nothing is bothering me. Vanilla and Sander wood is a classic choice," I managed to say, my voice smooth as glass. "I didn't realize you paid such close attention to detail.""I pay attention to everything that matters," he responded smoothly as the car glided to a halt.The driver opened the door, and I stepped out onto the polished pavement of Le Petit Oiseau. The restaurant was stunning. Gas lanterns flickered outside, and a grand crystal chandelier cast a golden glow through the massive glass front. The hostess immediately bowed when she saw my companion, ushering us past the crowded main floor straight to a private, secluded booth hidden behind velvet drapes.Once we were seated and the waiter had poured two glasses of an incredibly vintage red wine, I finally let myself relax a little."This place is beautiful," I noted, taking a delicate sip of the wine. "I hear reservations are nearly impossible to get.""For some, perhaps," he said, swirling the dark liquid
Craved By My Husband's Best Friend 23. Vanilla And Sanderwood
Marissa POVI stood in front of the full length mirror, taking a slow, steadying breath as I smoothed down the fabric of my dress. I had chosen a deep emerald silk midi dress elegant, sophisticated, and entirely different from the corporate armor I had worn earlier today. I paired it with gold strappy heels and let my hair fall in soft, polished waves around my shoulders. A swipe of nude lipstick completed the look.I looked expensive. I looked like a woman who was taking control of her life, not a wife hiding from the ruins of her marriage.Checking my phone, the digital clock read 9:52 PM. Eight minutes.My heart did a nervous little flutter against my ribs. I grabbed my clutch, slipped my phone inside, and walked toward my bedroom door. The real challenge wasn't just the mysterious billionaire waiting for me outside.. it was the ghost currently occupying my downstairs.I unlocked the door as quietly as possible and padded down the stairs. The house was dimly lit, the soft glow fr
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