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I Trust My Wife.
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2026-06-10 21:44:01
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Craving The Playboy's Touch Someone who’s in love.
Emma“Don’t tell me you’re serious about going to London tomorrow with Adrian.”I set the glass of juice in my hand down, staring at Trevor’s text as my lips pressed together hesitantly. As always, he was trying to stop me from doing the one thing that helped me not to focus on him, and it was starting to piss me off, especially after what had happened earlier with Allysia.He stood there and said absolutely nothing while his wife practically tore into me. He couldn’t say a single thing to stop her from saying all that to me, but now, all of a sudden, he had the guts to text me. I threw the phone down onto the bed, determined to ignore him completely. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to block it out.“Fuck,” I muttered a second later, opening my eyes and grabbing the phone back. It was just so hard to ignore him, no matter how angry I was.“Yeah, ten out of ten. I’m really serious about it,” I typed back rapidly and hit send.The message showed a double blue tick immedi
Craving The Playboy's Touch Her Promise.
Trevor “What the hell was that in there, babe!” I snapped the moment the door to our suite clicked shut behind us. I kicked the door, my hands shaking slightly from the sheer frustration that had been building up the entire time we were in Emma's room. Allysia didn’t even look at me. She walked straight over to the large couch, removed her earring and tossed it onto the cushions before sitting down. She crossed her legs calmly, leaning back as if we had just come back from a pleasant evening stroll. “I don’t get you, Honey.” she asked, her voice completely smooth and unbothered. I let out a harsh breath, running both hands through my hair. “ Don’t pretend to be clueless babe, you definitely know what I’m talking about We were meant to go there to check on Emma, not cause unnecessary drama! What is wrong with you, babe? She almost died today, and you went in there and basically said it to her face that she deserved it!” Allysia rolled her eyes, picking up her phone from her la
Craving The Playboy's Touch Broken home.
Emma“We actually came up here to check on you,” Trevor continued, his voice calm as he looked between Adrian and me. “And also to tell you that we’ve already thought of a way to find out who did this to you. I hate that anyone would do something so dangerous, and I especially hated how Adrian had accused my wife wrongly earlier without any proof.”I looked down at the blanket, a sudden, heavy sadness washing over me. My throat felt tight. He wasn’t doing this because he actually cared about me or wanted to find the person who had almost killed me. He was only doing this because he was angry that Adrian had accused Allysia. He wanted to clear his wife's name alone. The realization stung more than I wanted to admit.Allysia sniffed, lifting her chin proudly as she clung tighter to Trevor’s arm. “Exactly. I’m going to call the resort manager myself first thing in the morning and demand that the CCTV footage from the trail area be sent straight to my phone. Once we see who actually did i
Craving The Playboy's Touch Maybe A Trip To London?
Emma “What?!” I blinked at him. “You cannot be serious.” A breathless scoff escaped me, half laugh, half disbelief. Adrian didn’t even blink.“I’m completely serious,” he said, leaning back slightly as if this conversation wasn’t unhinged at all. I stared at him, waiting for the smug grin or sarcastic comment that would tell me he was joking, but he didn’t say a thing. “You’ve officially lost your mind,” I muttered, shaking my head. “I can’t just leave Olivia here all alone and go with you to London.” His brows pulled together slightly, as if my objection genuinely confused him. “There are only three days left until the end of this entire trip, Em. Olivia will survive a few days without you. Besides, she already seems to be having a great time with Hunter, whether you’re around or not.” I opened my mouth to argue, but the words died in my throat as his point actually sank in. He’s actually right. A slight wave of defeat washed over me. Over the last few days, Olivia and
Craving The Playboy's Touch Nostalgia.
EmmaAdrian tucked several soft pillows gently against my back before walking around to take a seat next to me on the bed. Olivia and Hunter had already left, leaving the room completely quiet, and I was left entirely alone with Adrian .I couldn’t stop watching in amusement as he pulled a thick blanket over my exposed legs. His movements were very gentle and when his long, soft fingers brushed against my skin, it sent a sudden jolt straight through my body. Despite the tension in my body, I couldn’t stop the small smile that crept across my lips.“What?” Adrian asked, noticing my expression as he tucked the edges of the blanket beneath my legs so it wouldn’t slide off again.“So… in other words, you actually care about me?” I asked teasingly, tilting my head.A slow, cocky grin broke across his face at that.“Care?” he repeated, leaning back slightly on the bed as he made a face. “Don’t get ahead of yourself, Nerdy Emma.”I gasped, my hand automatically reaching for the huge pillow r
Craving The Playboy's Touch Beware of the sweet ones
EmmaMy head felt like it had been split open and stitched back together badly as I forced a slow groan past my lips.“Emma! Thank God!” a voice exclaimed right by my left side.I squinted hard, trying to look toward the sound. The sudden movement sent a sharp pain through my head, making me wince. Two blurred figures stood right in front of me, their shapes fuzzy and shifting until the room stopped spinning. Gradually, the blurs cleared up completely, and I saw Hunter and Olivia standing right over my bed. Olivia’s face was entirely red and swollen, her eyes puffy like she had been crying for hours. I hadn't even realized until that exact second that she was holding my right hand tightly in both of hers.“Why did you scare me like that?” Olivia said, her lips wobbling as if she was about to have another breakdown just a few seconds from now.“Liv…” I muttered, my throat feeling completely dry. I was about to force myself to speak more, when a voice interrupted me before I could get t
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