Dangerously yours

Present Day “Who the fuck is she?” I shouted as the door slammed behind him, the rage in my voice enough to startle him. Carter froze, his brow furrowed, his coat thrown across his shoulder and his tie already loosened. “Jesus, Reese… what the hell are you talking about?” “Don’t play dumb with me!” I pushed him, my hands landed on his chest, not hard, but enough to make him stumble a step back. “You barely look at me. You haven’t touched me in months. Hell, what am I even saying? You haven’t touched me in years. I can’t remember the last time we had sex, probably nine months before Leo was born. And even when we do…” My voice cracked, my breath shaking, “It’s so quick, like you just want to get it over with. No heat. No spark.“ I gasped for air, trying to steady myself. “So, I’ll ask you again. Who the fuck is she?” He ran a hand through his hair, sighing. ”So, this is what you've cooked up? You think I'm cheating?” His voice was rough with fatigue. ”Reese, there's no one

And once again, he was here, staring right at me. The message was sent. I froze, my eyes locked on the tiny blue check mark for what felt like forever. My thumb hovered over the screen, breath shaking, heart hammering with every second. And then… three dots appeared. My pulse raced. “He's typing.” Liam: Reese? Just my name, and yet it sent shivers racing through my skin. It felt like he was leaning over my shoulder, whispering it into my ear. I bit my lower lip, unsure what to reply, maybe a ‘hi’ or ‘hello.’ Me: Hi, it’s been a while. The dots flashed again. Liam: Six years but who’s counting? I swallowed hard, my throat stuttering. Six years. Six years since I left the only man I ever loved—the only man who has made me feel truly seen. I’d left him sitting hopelessly on his bed, convinced that stability was worth more than love. I stood, pacing the room, my phone in one hand. I shouldn’t be doing this. This is wrong. But before I could convince myself to dele

Liam’s POV This might be fate, cause what else could it be? I was actually fucking her, I was holding her hips and fucking her so hard like she is the only girl meant for me, or was it a dream? The girl I thought I’d lost forever. And, here she is, arching perfectly for me. She’s more gorgeous than ever, beautiful and stunning, her fine waist has gotten thinner than I remembered with curves that seem to be molded by God himself. Her long eyelashes reached out to her eyelids whenever she stared at me. Her body reeked of an intoxicating cologne, the kind that sinks into your soul like poison. Or was it how her gaze pierces through my skin like the tip of a needle? Or how her breath hitched whenever I said her name? My Reese, my first love, the only woman I’ve ever loved, my beginning and my end, my heaven on earth, I swear I won’t lose you a second time, I’ll show you I’m not the same Liam you know. I'll make you miss every minute with me, every second that was lost. I'll break you

REESE’S POVHe knows.My breath catches somewhere in between my throat. “How do you know that?” I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.An evil smile spreads across his lips. That slow, dangerous kind of smile that makes my stomach twist.“You honestly think I wouldn’t do my research, huh? Darling, you should know me better by now.”Yes, I know him. I know exactly what he’s capable of. But threatening my marriage? That’s too far.“Reese Carter. Wife of the biggest real estate CEO in Los Angeles,” he rants, swinging his hands through the air as if painting a grand picture. “Owner of the luxurious Arena fashion boutique. You're the big deal, baby girl. But then I start to wonder, why didn't you mention that to me even when I asked you. Why does your status say single on the app?”He narrows his eyes. “Or were you just hiding it from me?“So you're stalking me now? You think everything’s about you?”“I wouldn’t call it stalking,” he says, his lips curling. “Let’s say it's more like stud