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Dear Stranger, Kiss Me at My Husband's Wedding. 14.
DaelanThe first thing I saw when I buttoned my shirt was the mess I had made of her.Elysia lay sprawled across the black silk sheets completely naked, one leg tangled in the blanket, bruises blooming along her pale thighs like fingerprints from hell itself. Her makeup from last night had smeared beneath her eyes, giving her the appearance of a woman ruined beyond repair, and somehow that sight only amused me more. The room smelled of sex, expensive whiskey, and destruction. Exactly how I liked it.A slow grin spread across my face as I adjusted the cuff of my watch.Pathetic.Women always mistook attention for affection. Give them rough hands, filthy promises, and enough dominance to make their knees weak, and suddenly they thought they mattered. Elysia had spent the entire night moaning my name like a prayer while I fucked every ounce of dignity out of her, and now she slept peacefully like she belonged in my bed.She didn’t.
Dear Stranger, Kiss Me at My Husband's Wedding. 13.
Daelan The corner of my mouth lifted slowly as I stared at the screen.Callista’s parents.Right on fucking schedule.“I was wondering when they’d crawl out,” I muttered, low and amused.Elysia leaned against me, her lips brushing my jaw as she glanced at the caller ID. A wicked smile spread across her face instantly.“Oh,” she breathed, voice dripping with excitement, “this is going to be fun.”I chuckled, dark and satisfied. “Let the games begin.”I answered.The moment I lifted the phone to my ear, the noise exploded.“You disgusting bastard—!”“How dare you—!”“You scammed our daughter!”Their voices overlapped, shrill and furious, like two dying animals clawing for control.I didn’t say a single word, and I didn’t have to.I leaned back slightly against the counter, letting their rage pour through the speaker while I stared ahead calmly, my fingers lazily tracing patterns along Elysia’s arm.Scammed? Please. Callista signed every fucking document herself; every clause, every tr
Dear Stranger, Kiss Me at My Husband's Wedding. 12.
DaelanThe rain battered against the glass walls of the penthouse like bullets from a fucking warzone, loud and violent, matching the storm clawing inside my chest.Callista’s face still lingered in my head.That stupid fucking look in her eyes earlier….mine.Every damn time I thought about another man touching her, kissing her, breathing near her, something ugly crawled under my skin. Something feral. I wanted to rip throats open with my bare hands and paint the streets red.So I called Elysia over because she always knew how to drown the noise.Usually the second she walked into a room, the air shifted. She’d smirk, strut over like she owned the fucking place, and climb onto my lap before I even said a word. She understood her role. She understood me.But tonight?The moment she appeared in front of me, I knew something was off.She looked irritated and tense. Not glowing with that hungry little energy she usually carried whenever I summoned her. Her blonde hair was damp from the ba
Dear Stranger, Kiss Me at My Husband's Wedding. 11.
DaelanThat was the exact fucking moment I lost it. I could feel the pure rage boiling from within. The kind that crawled beneath the skin and made my heartbeat sound like gunshots inside my skull.I snatched the phone out of Elysia’s hand and hurled it straight into the bathtub.Splash.The sound echoed through the villa courtyard while thunder rumbled above us. Water exploded everywhere, and Elysia gasped so loudly you’d think I had drowned a damn child instead of her overpriced designer phone.“My fucking phone!” she shrieked.She rushed toward the pool edge in panic, nearly slipping on the wet marble as she bent down and grabbed the soaked device. She looked genuinely heartbroken, blowing into the speaker desperately.I didn’t care. I couldn’t fucking care because all I could see was him. That bastard’s mouth on Callista, his hand on her waist and in between her legs.The way she didn’t immediately shove him away. That image burned inside my skull so violently it made me sick.Who
Dear Stranger, Kiss Me at My Husband's Wedding. 10.
Daelan I finally got what I’d always wanted.Six damn years.Six years of patience, fake smiles, calculated affection, swallowing disgust, bending my damn pride just to play the perfect husband. One year of cold, precise plotting layered on top of five years of pretending to love a woman I never truly respected.And now?Now she was nothing.Callista Madden finally reduced to dust in my story.A nobody.A memory I could crush under my heel.A low, ugly laugh slipped from my throat as I leaned deeper into the bathtub, warm water lapping against my chest while I swirled the wine in my glass. The scent of it felt like victory and power.“I did it…” I muttered under my breath, almost disbelieving it.I fucking did it.No more playing house. No more acting like some pathetic, obedient husband living under a woman’s shadow. No more watching every move, every word, every damn breath just to maintain the illusion.I was free.Free to do whatever the hell I wanted. Free to finally live like a
Dear Stranger, Kiss Me at My Husband's Wedding. 9.
CallistaThe first time I called my accountant, he thought I was a damn scam.Not just suspicious, he actually laughed. A dry, careful laugh like he was humoring some desperate idiot on the other end of the line.“Nice try,” he said, voice clipped. “Mrs. Madden doesn’t sound like this.”The line went dead. For a second, I just stared at the phone in my hand like it had personally betrayed me. Then it slipped from my fingers and hit the floor with a dull crack.“What the fuck…?” I whispered.Then louder.“WHAT THE FUCK?!”My chest tightened so hard it felt like my ribs were closing in on my lungs. I dragged both hands through my hair, tugging at it like I could rip the frustration out of my skull. Strands fell loose around my face as I paced the room like a caged animal.That’s when it hit me.That bastard.That manipulative, controlling, psychotic bastard. “Luca…” I hissed, my voice trembling with rage. “You fucking planned this.”Why else would he take my phone? Why else would he isol
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