LOGIN64. RomanI drove in silence.Tiana sat rigid in the passenger seat, arms wrapped around herself, staring out the window. Tear tracks still marked her cheeks. Her lips were swollen from the kiss and the bite. Every few minutes she shifted, as if the confined space of the car was too much. I kept both hands on the wheel and my eyes on the road. The taste of her blood and mine still lingered on my tongue.The gates of the villa opened automatically. I parked, killed the engine, and got out. She did not move. I walked around, opened her door, and waited.“Get out.”She looked up at me, eyes red-rimmed and defiant. “You can’t just…”“Get out of the car, Tiana.”She stepped out. The moment her feet touched the ground I closed the door, took her wrist, and led her inside. The villa was dark except for the low lights that came on automatically. I did not turn on more. I walked her straight through the living room, up the stairs, and into the master bedroom. The door shut behind us with a sol
63. RomanThe silence after she hung up stayed with me like a physical weight.I sat in the dark of the villa for a long time, the phone still in my hand, replaying every cold word I had thrown at her. “Don’t call me again until you’re ready to listen instead of accuse. I won’t keep bleeding for someone who keeps one foot out the door.” I had said it to protect myself. It had only driven her further away.Regret settled deep and heavy. I should have spoken the moment Elena put her hand on me. I should have followed Tiana out of the building. I should have driven after her instead of letting two full days of silence stretch between us. The possessiveness that had always lived under my skin sharpened into something almost painful. She was out there somewhere, hurting because of me, and I had let her go.I called her again. Voicemail. I left another message, rougher this time. “I’m sorry. I was wrong. Come back. Let me fix it.” Nothing.By the next afternoon the waiting had become unbear
62. TianaThe villa stayed silent long after the sun disappeared.I sat on the edge of the bed in the dark, still wearing the same clothes I had put on that morning to bring him lunch. My phone lay face-up on the nightstand. The screen remained black. No call. No text. No headlights sweeping across the driveway. Roman had not followed me home. He had not even tried to explain once the office door closed between us.The longer the quiet stretched, the louder the spiral became.I kept replaying the scene in his office: the woman’s hand on his chest, the casual way she spoke about him, the way Roman had stood there and said nothing while she looked at me like I was temporary. Every minute that passed without contact felt like confirmation. Whatever we had been building in the quiet mornings and shared nights had been thinner than I wanted to believe.By the time the clock passed midnight I could no longer stay still. I stood, pulled a small bag from the closet, and packed without any rea
61. Tiana I flinched at the sound of the door and I felt my heart fall. So, this was it? This was Roman? We're all men this fickle?The office felt larger and colder without her in it. Roman and I stood on opposite sides of the invisible line she had drawn.“It wasn’t what it looked like,” he said at last.I laughed once, the sound brittle. “That’s the first thing you choose to say? Not an introduction. Not an explanation while she was still here. Just the classic line after the damage is done.”He dragged a hand through his hair. “Her name is Elena. She was part of my life a long time ago. She showed up unannounced. I was telling her to leave when you walked in. Also, she has been sent by my family as my fiancee and she thinks she owns me.”“You were standing close enough for her to put her hands on you. You didn’t move them. You didn’t speak. You let her look at me like I was a temporary amusement and you said nothing.” My voice had begun to shake. I hated it. “A few days of quiet
60. TianaA few days had settled into something that almost felt like a rhythm.Mornings began with Roman already awake, coffee waiting, the villa quiet around us. We ate together. Sometimes we talked; sometimes the silence was comfortable enough that words were unnecessary. He left for the company mid-morning. I stayed behind. I would be reading, walking the gardens or answering only the messages I chose to answer. Life was easy and I was happy for the first time in a long time.In the evenings he came home, and the night belonged to us. The anger from the first day had not vanished completely, but it had softened into something I could carry without it burning everything down.I had started to believe the quiet could last. I hoped it would for my sake. I hoped that i wouldn't have to go back to the hell i called homeThat morning I decided to surprise him. Love was all about effort, isn't it,I made lunch myself. It was simple things he liked, packed carefully in a small cooler bag,
59. RomanThe anger that rose in me was cold and precise. I had spent years watching Genova treat her as an afterthought. I would not watch her mother do the same while she was under my roof. The planning started immediately. It was quiet and methodical. I would need to know exactly how far the mother was willing to go. I would need leverage. And if leverage was not enough, I would need to make the consequences of touching Tiana so severe that the woman never tried again.I did not tell Tiana any of that yet. She had enough weight on her for one day.Instead I reached up and brushed a strand of hair from her face. “You’re staying here. She doesn’t get to summon you like a child. And she doesn’t get to threaten you while you’re with me.”Something in her expression eased a fraction. She leaned forward until her forehead rested against mine. “You make it sound simple.”“It is simple.” I cupped the back of her neck. “You’re mine to protect now. That includes from her.”The rest of the af
Tiana POV I didn't have a kink of listening to my husband get nasty with another woman, I just needed something to clear every ounce of affection I felt for him and cement every decision to leave.Two years of her calling me every time Genova and her got tangled in sheets.Every time, I received t
After cursing Roman endlessly in my mind and finishing my coffee, I headed to my home studio.It was the only space in this apartment that felt entirely mine.There was no sight of a cheating husband or a teasing brother -in-law.It was the only place that I sought solace. Today, the solace I soug
Genova didn't return home for the night.That's the first thing I realised when I opened my eyes.Was he scared of facing me? In the past, no matter what, he would still come back home after spending time with his mistress.Was it because he realized that I was aware of his actions?I didn't care a
Tiana POV "Please…" I was whimpering, my whole body a trembling mess.I have always been a prideful person but at that moment, I didn't give a fuck about pride. I wanted to cum. I wanted to let go of that sensation so badly."Roman please just let me come…" I pleaded shamelessly."No." He declared







