“You know I love your c*ck more than anything,” Julian moaned. My mind struggled to process what I saw, and my heart felt like it had stopped beating. I couldn’t believe what I was witnessing. “Harder! Ugh.” That was Julian. My husband. The one I’d been married to for three whole years. My husband was having sex… with a man! *** Delilah is the definition of a trophy wife. Once an orphan with a rocky childhood, her life changes when she gets married to her knight in charming armor. Their marriage is like that out of a movie, but everything she has ever wanted changes three years later when Julian grows distant. Still clinging to the hope that their love can be saved, Delilah plans the perfect anniversary surprise, only to walk in on her husband tangled in bed with his male assistant! Devastated and humiliated, she leaves everything behind. The marriage. The mansion. The life she thought was hers. She takes the last flight to New York City, determined to start over. She’s desperate, drowning in dismay when a job interview leads her straight into the lion’s den: Calix Knight. Her ex-husband’s ruthless billionaire uncle. He’s powerful, intense, and nothing like the men she’s known. And for reasons she can’t understand, he takes a keen interest in her. Is Delilah falling for the wrong man twice? Or has she finally met the one worth breaking every rule for?
View MoreDelilah's povThe kitchen was finally quiet. It was late, almost eleven, and the last customer had left an hour ago. The staff had filtered out, their laughter echoing faintly out the door as they clocked out and disappeared into the city night. I stood at the counter, scrubbing the marble top, half to clean it and half to steady my thoughts. The bell above the door jingled softly and my breath hitched.Calix.He stood in the doorway, looking uncertain. He hadn’t been to the restaurant since… since the accusation. He was dressed in a dark shirt, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, looking tired, lines etched around his eyes. His face looked like it hadn’t seen sleep in days.“Delilah,” he said, his voice quiet, almost a whisper.I didn’t respond.He exhaled like he’d been holding his breath since he walked in.“Delilah,” he tried again, voice low. “I know I’m the last person you want to see.”“You’re not wrong.”He nodded.“Calix. What are you doing here?”He walked further into the res
Delilah's povThe front door clicked shut behind me, echoing in the quietness of the house. My purse slipped from my shoulder and landed with a soft thud on the floor. I took a deep breath, my hands trembling, still reeling from what had happened outside the restaurant.Julian. Kissing me. Touching my face like he didn’t cheat on me. Asking me to elope with him.I didn’t even know what to call it. I stepped inside, trying to steady my breath. I’d tell Calix everything. Lay it bare before he heard it some other way. I had nothing to hide, and everything to lose.I found him in the living room, standing by the large floor-to-ceiling window, his back to me. The setting sun cast him in a silhouette, making him seem taller and broader. His shoulders were stiff and there was an unnatural stillness about him that set my teeth on edge.“Calix?” My voice was a little shakier than I intended.He didn’t turn immediately. He just stood there, unmoving, for a minute too long. Then, slowly, he turn
Third person povThe click of Delilah’s heels against the polished tile floor was the only sound echoing through the quiet restaurant. The last staff member had left an hour ago, tired but happy. She had waved her goodnights and left, leaving Delilah to herself and inevitably, locking up.Delilah moved through the dining room, her fingers tracing the smooth wood of the tables, a warmth spreading through her chest. As she reached the main door at the front, she pulled it open and stepped out to the street. She pulled the door shut and turned the lock, a satisfying thunk echoing through the empty restaurant. She double-checked the lock with a firm tug, and then descended the few steps to the pavement. Outside, the street was nearly empty, just the occasional sounds of cars driving by. She slung her purse over her shoulder, heels clicking against pavement as she walked.A prickle of uneasiness crawled up her neck and her steps slowed. The sensation of being watched crept over her. She g
Delilah's povSunlight filtered through the gaps in the heavy curtains the next morning across the luxurious hotel suite. I stirred slowly, my limbs felt heavy and sore but in the best way possible, a pleasant ache deep in my muscles. My mind, still hazy with sleep, replayed snippets of the dream-like night before — the fairy lights, the proposal, the exciting joy. And Calix.I stretched and then, remembering where I was, where we were. Silk sheets clung to my skin as I opened my eyes, blinking at the morning light, my limbs tangled and my mouth dry. Across the room, bathed in the soft morning glow from the window, stood Calix. He was already dressed, flawless as always, in a white shirt and dark trousers, as opposed to my disorganized state. He held a coffee cup, gazing out at the city waking up below. The sight of him, looking so composed and handsome, sent a wave of tingles through me.As if sensing my gaze, he turned. A soft smile spread across his lips, and my heart did a little
Delilah's povThe fireworks faded, leaving behind a buzzing in the air. Calix held me close, his arms wrapped around my waist gently, and I felt completely safe. The initial shock of the proposal was starting to lessen, replaced by an almost unbelievable joy.“So, fiancée,” I murmured, leaning my head back to look up at him, a wide, goofy smile spread across my face. “Does this mean I get to brag about you being mine now?”He chuckled. “Yes, you can. And I plan on doing a lot of bragging about you, too.” His thumb stroked my cheek, a light touch that sent shivers down my spine. “My brilliant, beautiful and talented fiancée.”“Fiancée,” I repeated. It felt… right. More than right. “It still feels a little surreal. Like I’m going to wake up and this whole night was just a very vivid, very delusional dream.”“It’s real, Delilah,” he assured me, his eyes sparkling with happiness. “Every bit of it. And it’s just the beginning.”We moved to the table and had dinner. When we were done, we ju
Delilah's povThe last of the plates and champagne flutes had been cleared. The band was gone. My heels had gone off at some point, replaced by a pair of comfy slippers I had gotten from the getaway with Naomi for her birthday. My body felt heavy and I could feel the adrenaline beginning to retreat slowly. I slipped out the back door, needing air. The cool night air breezed over my skin, a welcome relief after the warmth of the restaurant.The night was warm, the overhead lamps casting long shadows across the yard. My body ached in places I didn’t know existed.And then I see him.Calix.But he had changed out of the dark suit from earlier and he was wearing a crisp emerald jacket that matched the shade of my dress. When he saw me, he straightened and pushed off the wall he was leaning on. He walked towards me, closing the distance between us.“Rough night, baby?” he asked when he got to me. His lips spread in a playful smirk, but his eyes were filled with understanding.I let out a s
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