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TWENTY

Penulis: Gentle Roses
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-30 21:54:56

Delilah's pov

The air in the powder room was thick with tension. Calix loomed over me, his presence commanding and unyielding. His black hair was slightly disheveled, his hazel eyes dark with unspoken hunger, his silence speaking volumes.

Without a word, Calix closed the little distance between us. His hand gripped my jaw, his touch firm but not gentle. He tilted my head back, his lips crashing against mine in another kiss that was anything but tender. It was rough, demanding, and a clear assertion of dominance. I gasped, my hands instinctively grabbing his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin.

He pulled away briefly, his breath ragged as he stared down at me. “You’re mine, Delilah,” he groaned, his voice low and commanding. My heart raced, my mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.

Calix’s hands moved with purpose, his fingers tracing the curve of my waist before sliding down to the edge of my bunched-up dress. With a swift motion, he pushed the fabric up further.

My cheeks fl
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  • Divorced My Husband And Found Love   FORTY FIVE

    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

  • Divorced My Husband And Found Love   FORTY FOUR

    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

  • Divorced My Husband And Found Love   FORTY THREE

    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

  • Divorced My Husband And Found Love   FORTY TWO

    Delilah's povIt was the big day, and I had barely sat down once.From the moment I stepped into the building in the morning, it had been a whirlwind of to-do lists, last-minute changes, nervous laughter, and the kind of stress that keeps you on your feet regardless of how tired you feel.But it was happening.Outside, white drapery was wrapped elegantly around the columns like silk ribbons. Fresh florals — peonies, gardenias, lavender, white lilies, cream roses — spilled from tall vases and lined the entry steps, their scent mingling with the tempting aromas coming from the kitchen. Above the double oak doors, a marquee sign above the doorway glows proudly: Grand Opening. And under it, people are actually walking in.Inside, the restaurant was a bubbling affair. Guests poured in, in all forms. Investors, influencers, their phones already out, capturing every artfully arranged delicacy. Food bloggers, journalists and surprisingly, employees from Calix Empire.My hands were trembling a

  • Divorced My Husband And Found Love   FORTY ONE

    Delilah's pov The next morning was a slow one. The kind that wraps one in laziness and no zeal to get up. Light slipped past the curtains in bright streaks. A post-vacation haze, like a soft blanket wrapped around the entire house. I blinked against the brightness, stretching my arm over the empty side of the bed. The silence in the house is oddly comforting. There’s no buzzing phone, no ringing doorbell, no drama. Just the faint clatter of dishes and the mouthwatering scent of something frying downstairs. Bacon. Maybe eggs. Pancakes? Definitely pancakes. I tugged a hoodie over my sleep shirt and walked barefoot down the hallway, the floor cool beneath my toes. My hair was a mess but I didn’t care. When I reached the kitchen, I froze mid-step. Naomi was at the stove. Wearing an apron, a ridiculous one actually, and humming off-key as she expertly flipped a pancake. Her reserved posture was relaxed, her shoulders slumped in a way that spoke of pure ease. She looked incredibly, s

  • Divorced My Husband And Found Love   FOURTY

    Delilah's povThe morning sun felt like the island’s goodbye sign to us. It was departure day and I was already feeling nostalgic. Our clothes lay scattered around the room. I folded one of Naomi’s bright beach towels, tucking it carefully into a corner of her suitcase, a sigh escaping my lips.“I’m going to miss this,” Naomi said softly, as she appeared in the doorway with a half-eaten croissant in her hand. She gestured vaguely towards the expansive ocean view visible through the sliding doors. “The waves, the quiet… everything.”I nodded, pushing down the pang of agreement that shot through me. “Me too, sweet pea. I’m going to miss waking up to the sound of waves,” I said, zipping up my bag and giving the room one last sweeping glance. "And mocktails by the pool with umbrellas that serve no purpose."I looked at her, truly looked at her. Her skin had a faint, healthy glow from the sun, and there was a lightness in her eyes that hadn’t been there when we first arrived. My heart war

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