تسجيل الدخولمشاركة
14.
تاريخ النشر:
2026-05-11 00:31:04
أحدث فصل
Dear Stranger, Kiss Me at My Husband's Wedding. 62
CallistaThe television was still screaming my name…not literally but it might as well have been.I stood in the living room with my arms folded tightly across my chest, staring at the screen as yet another news anchor sat behind a polished desk and confidently destroyed whatever remained of my reputation.“Sources have described Callista as a ruthless businesswoman with a history of mistreating her employees…”I frowned.Another picture of me appeared. I blinked. “Seriously?”The anchor continued. “There have even been allegations that she physically assaulted members of her own staff….”My jaw dropped.“What?”I grabbed the remote. “Who the hell did I assault?”The television continued. Apparently, I was cruel and a terrible employer according to the news, possibly the reincarnation of Satan.I stared at the screen in disbelief and then I switched it off.I dropped the remote onto the couch. “Unbelievable.”My chest tightened. I knew the media had never exactly adored me, but this
Dear Stranger, Kiss Me at My Husband's Wedding. 61
CallistaI ran. I didn't stop to question where I was going or whether running would actually solve anything.I just ran.My bare feet slapped against the floor as I stumbled out of Luca's room, my breathing coming in short, uneven bursts. My heart was pounding so violently against my ribs that it hurt.I couldn't get my name long tatted on his chest out of my head. It was burned into my mind now, just as permanently as the ink was burned into his skin.What the fuck was that?I reached the staircase and nearly tripped over my own feet. I grabbed the railing, catching myself before I fell, then continued down the stairs.My hands were shaking.My entire body was shaking. I pressed one hand against my chest, desperately trying to slow my heartbeat.It didn't work."What the hell..." I whispered. I didn't even know whether I was frightened or simply overwhelmed.Luca wasn't just a psychopath. That much I already knew.But now? Now I was beginning to suspect he was something much worse.
Dear Stranger, Kiss Me at My Husband's Wedding. 60
CallistaThe evidence lay on the table between us like a loaded gun. I'd imagined this moment. Countless sleepless nights spent piecing together every lie, every inconsistency, every missing memory and now, I finally had proof.Proof that someone I once trusted had orchestrated my suffering.I stared at the stack of documents before sliding them toward Luca."Now I have proof against Daelan." My voice came out calmer than I felt. "He was involved in making me blind."The words tasted bitter. "I think it's time I handed everything over to the authorities."Luca didn't reach for the papers but instead, he looked at me.No... he studied me. His expression shifted into something between disbelief and amusement before a slow, almost mocking smile curved across his lips."That's your revenge?" His voice dripped with disbelief. "Callista... is that seriously what you call revenge?"My eyebrows lifted. "What exactly is that supposed to mean?"A smug chuckle escaped him. "I expected more." His
Dear Stranger, Kiss Me at My Husband's Wedding. 59
DaelanI was freezing the rage until it became something heavy and sharp. I didn't wait for the morning. I couldn't. Frightened men make stupid decisions, Elysia had said, and maybe she was right, but ruined men do things that make stupid look peaceful.I took my spare keys from the kitchen counter, forcing my eyes away from the bare spaces where the expensive Italian porcelain used to sit and walked out to the garage. My hands were shaking so violently it took three attempts just to slide the key into the ignition of the black sedan. The engine roared to life, a mechanical growl that felt like the only real thing left in my life.I didn't call my assistant back. He was a bureaucrat, a man who checked boxes and filed forms, and right now, forms were the weapon that had just slaughtered my empire. No, I needed something older than paperwork. I needed leverage.The address my assistant had given me before the world ended burned in my memory. A small, graying house on the edge of the ind
Dear Stranger, Kiss Me at My Husband's Wedding. 58
DaelanMy lungs struggled to pull in enough air while my pulse pounded violently inside my ears, and although I had spent the last several minutes convincing myself that ghosts didn't exist, the bloody woman standing at the end of the hallway made every ounce of confidence disappear.She stood perfectly still.Blood soaked the front of her white dress while strands of dark hair covered half her face, and although I wanted to move, my legs refused to obey because every instinct screamed that I was looking at a dead woman."Elysia..." My voice came out hoarse.Her head slowly tilted."You left me."The whisper drifted through the hallway like smoke, and goosebumps spread across my skin because it was the exact same voice I had heard in the bedroom."No..."She took another slow step. Blood dripped from her fingertips onto the polished wooden floor."You watched me die."I rubbed both hands over my face so hard that my skin burned. "This isn't fucking real."When I opened my eyes again,
Dear Stranger, Kiss Me at My Husband's Wedding. 57.
DaelanIf she was alive, then perhaps the dead woman haunting my mansion was never a ghost at all, and that realization settled inside my chest like poison because it meant someone had been playing with me from the very beginning.My breathing remained uneven while I stood at the foot of the staircase gripping the knife, and although the mansion had become silent again, the silence itself felt dangerous because every shadow suddenly looked like a person and every sound seemed deliberate.The assistant remained on the phone."Sir?"I pressed my fingers against my forehead."Find her.""We're trying.""I don't pay you idiots to try."My voice echoed across the empty hall, and somewhere upstairs a door slowly creaked, causing my entire body to stiffen because my nerves had become so shattered that even the house itself felt alive.The call ended.For several minutes I simply stood there while rain struck the windows and thunder rolled across the sky, and although I wanted to convince mys
Dear Stranger, Kiss Me at My Husband's Wedding. 6.
Callista“What if we…?” The words barely made it out of my mouth before they tangled with my breath and died somewhere between my lips and his chest.My heart slammed hard against my ribs like it was trying to escape me. My thoughts spiraled so fast I could barely catch one. What if we did? What i
Dear Stranger, Kiss Me at My Husband's Wedding. 5.
Callista“You’re awake?”His voice slid into me like a blade wrapped in velvet. It didn’t just reach my ears; it crawled under my skin. I didn’t even breathe.He stood there, he didn’t just stand, he loomed shirtless.Only a white towel hung low on his waist, clinging just enough to make it indec
Dear Stranger, Kiss Me at My Husband's Wedding. 4.
Callista “Thief,” I spat. “You’re nothing but a goddamn thief.”Her eyes went wide, that fake calm cracking for just a second, and I laughed “Now I get it,” I murmured to myself. “You got close to me to live my life.”I let the chuckle roll off my tongue. “Enjoy your thirty seconds of triumph,” I
Dear Stranger, Kiss Me at My Husband's Wedding. 3.
CallistaI stared at the lawyer like he’d just started speaking a language I’d never heard before. My chest heaved violently, each inhale scraping my throat like broken glass. It felt like someone had shoved a fist into my lungs and was squeezing. “So…” My voice trembled, each word fragile. “I’m th
قد تعجبك أيضًا
When His Eyes Opened
Simple Silence25.1M وجهات النظرMadam Winters’s Fight For Her Children
Summer Wine1.2M وجهات النظرThe Breaking Point of Love
Cloudsearcher4.3M وجهات النظرOne night stand with a Billionaire
Pixiepiu785.5K وجهات النظرSold to the Broken Throne
Rae64 وجهات النظرThe contract wife secret twins
Elsa Rose15 وجهات النظرGoodbye, Mr. Reynolds: I Have Nine Months to Live
PENNY WRITES94 وجهات النظرThe Second Chance He Didn't Deserve
Matsiwe2959 وجهات النظر
