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Craved By My Husband's Best Friend 116. Hello, Darius
Isabella POVIt did not hurt the way I expected.It hurt worse.The moonlight pouring through the ceiling did not feel like light at all. It felt like a thousand cold hooks sinking under my skin, in my chest and my wrists and my spine, pulling. Pulling something out of me, gently and steadily, the way you would pull a thread from a seam.I screamed. I could not stop screaming.Somewhere far away, I heard Killian roaring my name. I heard Matilda chanting in a low singsong. I heard Darius sobbing.And inside me, in the silver hallway I had walked so many times, I felt Wren howl.Isabella!The hallway flickered. I was suddenly standing in it, barefoot on the warm stone. The iron door stood open. The chains had fallen away. But across the threshold, coiled around the frame like a snake, was the thin black line, and it was growing.It was not thin anymore. It was thick as my arm. It writhed and tightened, dripping purple light, sinking black roots into the walls and floor. And at its cente
Craved By My Husband's Best Friend 115. Let Us Begin
Isabella POVThe moon chamber looked exactly as it had on the night of my wedding ritual. The black obsidian floor. The wolf runes carved into the walls. The great round glass ceiling, open to the sky, with the full moon hanging in it like a silver coin.But the beauty was gone. The runes glowed a sick purple. The air tasted like metal and old flowers. And in the center of the floor, drawn in thin black lines, was a circle as wide as a carriage, filled with tiny crescents.I was lying in it.I could not move. Thin purple threads ran from my wrists, my ankles and my throat down into the stone, holding me like a fly in a web. I could breathe. I could blink. I could speak, if I tried hard enough. But my body felt like a heavy glove.Wren, I whispered, for the hundredth time.Silence.I turned my head. Barely, an inch at a time.Across the circle, kneeling on the floor, was Darius.He looked worse than he had in Valerie's description. His clothes hung off him in rags. His hair was matted.
Craved By My Husband's Best Friend 114. Best I Can Do
Marissa POV"I want it on record," Hailey said at ten o'clock the next morning, "that I told you he was either innocent or the best liar I had ever met. And I want it on record that I am furious about being right.""You were not right," I said. "You hedged.""I hedged brilliantly."We were sitting on Hailey's sofa in her tiny, chaotic apartment, surrounded by a battlefield of croissant crumbs and wine glasses and the ghost of last night's takeout. Alina was curled up in an armchair with a blanket over her knees, red eyed, clutching a mug of tea as if it were a life raft. The folder lay open on the coffee table between us, its photographs fanned out like an accusation.I had told them everything. Ethan, the envelope, Belle at the cafe, Arthur's tea. I told them about the glove and the cufflink and the napkin sketch that Eleanor had mentioned. By the time I finished, Hailey had stopped eating."Okay," she said slowly. "Okay. This is a lot.""Yes.""So let me summarize." She counted on h
Craved By My Husband's Best Friend 113. Shaky Legs
Marissa POV Ethan was waiting on the pavement outside my building.It was nearly eight on Thursday evening, and a thin rain was falling, silvering the street lamps. I had walked back from the office with my umbrella tucked under my arm, my mind full of drafting corrections and my heart full of tomorrow. When I rounded the corner and saw the figure standing under the awning, hunched in a dark overcoat with water dripping from his hair, I stopped."Marissa," he said.He looked terrible. His collar was crooked, his eyes were bloodshot and a gray stubble shadowed his jaw. He held a thick manila envelope in both hands like a man carrying a bomb."I have a restraining order application with your name on it," I said calmly. "I can file it in the morning. I would rather not.""I am not here to hurt you." His voice cracked. "Please. Five minutes. After this I will leave you alone for good. I swear on my mother's life.""Your mother is alive.""Then she can vouch for me." He tried to laugh a
Craved By My Husband's Best Friend 112. Mr Hollis
Marissa POV The cafe where I had first met Belladonna had not changed. The same wooden chairs, the same chalkboard menu, the same barista with a purple streak in her hair. I took the corner table where I had once slammed my palms down in fury and ordered two caramel macchiatos.Bella arrived at noon wearing a camel coat and sunglasses, as if she had expected to be recognized. She sat across from me, slid her glasses into her bag and looked at the second macchiato."Is that for me?""You said I was treating you.""I did say that." A small, tired smile touched her mouth. "I did not think you would remember.""I remember everything." I pushed the cup toward her. "Which is why I am here."She wrapped both hands around the cup and did not drink. Under the soft cafe light, I noticed the faint shadows beneath her eyes, the careful way she held her shoulders. She looked like a woman who had been expecting an execution for days and was almost relieved that it had arrived."You want to know wh
Craved By My Husband's Best Friend 111. Rooftop At Eight?
Xavier POV My father chose my own office for the ambush.It was Thursday morning, eight o'clock, and Arthur Sterling was sitting in my chair behind my desk with his cane across his lap and a leather folder squared perfectly in front of him. He did not look up when I walked in. Julian, a pace behind me, stopped in the doorway like a man who had walked into a lion's den by mistake."Close the door," my father said.Julian looked at me. I nodded. The door clicked shut."You are in my seat," I said."I am in a seat that I paid for." He opened the folder and turned it toward me. "Sit."I remained standing. Inside the folder lay a stack of glossy photographs. The first showed me at a corner table in the Obsidian, with Belladonna Ferreira across from me. The second showed her sliding an envelope across the marble. The third showed me staring at that envelope with an expression of such naked anguish that I barely recognized my own face."Dennis Hollis," my father said, "is an enterprising ma
Craved By My Husband's Best Friend 6. Stalker
Marissa POVThe house was too quiet now that Ethan’s presence had been scrubbed from the entryway, but the silence didn't last long. A few hours after the mysterious courier vanished, the front door swung open for the only person who could match my level of chaos.Hailey burst in like a whirlwind,
Craved By My Husband's Best Friend 5. To Zaika
Marissa POVI was the first to wake up. The room was deathly still, the only sound of the faint hum of the air conditioning. I felt the heavy and the weight of his arm draped across my waist, pinning me to the silk sheets. For a second, I let myself breathe in the scent of him, sandalwood and raw,
Craved By My Husband's Best Friend 2. Four Months?
Marissa POVI woke up to a cold, damp pillow. My face felt tight, my eyes swollen nearly shut from the "hot tears" that had slammed down my cheeks until I finally passed out from exhaustion. The house was deathly quiet....no sound of Ethan’s humming, no scent of morning coffee. Just the lingering g
Craved By My Husband's Best Friend 1. The Confession
Marissa POVI stood in the center of our pristine living room, the space I had spent the last two years turning into a sanctuary.Now, the silence felt like a predator. I was utterly bamboozled no, dumbfounded didn't even touch the edges of it. It felt as if the floor had suddenly liquefied, leavin
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