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Olivia “Damn, Liv,” Lucas whistled low, spinning in place as he took in the entryway with wide eyes. “Your house is gorgeous. Like, movie set, five-star penthouse, real housewives of luxury type beautiful. And you’re only just now inviting me over? Girl, we are fighting.”I smirked, unable to hold back the chuckle bubbling in my chest. He always had a way of making drama feel like art.“I know, I know,” I said, walking beside him as we stepped into the sun-drenched living room. “I’ve been meaning to, but hey, you’re here now. Mi casa es tu casa.”The place was spotless, warm light pouring in from the tall windows, dancing across the glass coffee table and plush ivory rugs. The maid moved around us like a breeze, setting down two chilled glasses of something fruity on the side table without a word.Lucas sat down with a satisfied sigh, eyes still roaming. “This is ridiculous. If I lived here, I’d be walking around shirtless all day just to show the universe I made it.”“You already do
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Olivia The flashing lights were still seared behind my eyelids.Even after the car door slammed shut, and the tinted windows cut off the noise of the screaming paparazzi, I could still feel the flashes—like little explosions inside my skull. Their voices echoed in my ears. Too many cameras, too many questions, too many people pretending to care. I couldn’t breathe.My stomach was churning the entire ride back. Every bump in the road made it worse. I clenched my fists in my lap, trying to focus on anything except the rising bile clawing up my throat.By the time we pulled into the mansion’s driveway, I was barely holding it together.I kicked off my heels before I even got past the front door and tore the damn mask off my face. My skin felt like it was suffocating beneath the makeup and sweat. The dress still clung to me like a second skin—heavy, tight, and suffocating.I didn’t say a word to anyone. I just ran.Straight up the stairs. Past the quiet halls. Into our bedroom.Sebastian
Dear Husband, My Turn To Love You Chapter 113
Sebastian"Seb?... Sebastian!"Her voice cut through my thoughts like a sharp bell. I blinked and turned toward Lena, barely masking the weight that'd settled on my chest."What?" I said, shaking off the fog. "Sorry, I zoned out. What were you saying?"Lena lit up. "I said Olivia and I made up. We worked things out."I forced a smile, one that barely curled my lips. "Yeah... she told me."I tried hard to make it sound like good news. Like I wasn’t suffocating from the tension I couldn't shake off. Like every muscle in my body wasn’t knotted tight with dread.Lena's eyes narrowed just a touch. She was always too quick for her own good. "You okay? You've been acting strange lately. Is something going on? Please don’t lie to me, Sebastian."I gave her my best mask, smooth and practiced. "Nothing's wrong. It's just work stress. Nothing serious."She nodded slowly, lips tugging into a tight line. She didn’t believe a damn word of it, but she let it go. Just then, my mother stepped in. Len
Dear Husband, My Turn To Love You Chapter 112
Olivia“Olivia, please. Just stop for a second and hear me out.”I didn’t even look at her. My legs carried me straight to my bag, snatching it up with a sharp yank before storming toward the front door.“Liv, please, look, I’m sorry, okay? Can we just talk?”I spun around, fire crawling up my throat.“Whatever conversation you think you need to have, keep it to yourself, Lena.”I turned back and reached for the handle, but it didn’t budge. My fingers jiggled the knob, harder this time.“What the—?” My breath hitched.Behind me, from the other end of the room, her voice rang out too calmly. “You won’t be able to leave.”I blinked and stared at the door again, gripping the handle tighter. “What the hell do you mean I won’t be able to leave?”“Well I, uh...I activated the emergency lockdown. Once it’s on, no one goes in or out for twelve hours.”I froze, slowly pivoting toward her. “You did what?”“It was the only way to get you to stay and listen.”“Oh, hell no.” I narrowed my eyes. “Y
Dear Husband, My Turn To Love You Chapter 111
Philip Damn. The place looked like royalty had pissed gold on every surface. Gold-trimmed walls, imported paintings, soft jazz humming low in the background like a rich man's lullaby. Everything reeked of power and indulgence. I barely stepped through the door before he made his entrance. "Mr. Morris," Sebastian’s father called out from the bar, his voice sharp and unimpressed, like he’d been expecting me two days ago. Because he had. He walked toward me in slow, deliberate steps, a drink in hand and eyes that could slice through bone. "I asked you here two days ago. You decided to show up now?" I kept my stance casual, even though every instinct in me told me to watch my back. "I needed time to think," I said flatly, letting my gaze wander over the room like I wasn’t about to sign a deal with the devil. "Didn’t want to jump into bed with a Lancaster without checking for knives under the sheets." He chuckled low, settling into an armchair with the grace of someone who owned th
Dear Husband, My Turn To Love You Chapter 110
SebastianI had her wrapped in my arms, her head tucked beneath my chin “Thank you,” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper.She tilted her head up, blinking sleepily with a smile that curled at the edges of her lips. “For what?”“For this. For making all the noise in my head go quiet.”Her smile deepened, and I felt something inside me loosen. Like I’d been holding my breath for days and she’d just let me exhale.Her eyes fluttered shut again, lashes brushing against her cheeks like feathers. I watched as her breathing evened out, slow and peaceful in my arms. But I couldn’t sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, the dream came clawing back.It was just a dream. That’s what I kept telling myself. But even in the calm of the room, with Olivia curled into me like I was her anchor, my thoughts were anything but settled.I turned slightly, studying her face. How the hell was I supposed to leave her? The Echelon Society expected me to let her go like she was disposable. Like she didn’t
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