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Chapter Nine: She Chose Me
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2026-06-24 21:52:58
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He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 116: I Saw My Husband Lose at Something
I was going through the restoration proposal when I noticed Damien had crossed something out with a decisive line through it."You rejected the courtyard court?""Nobody would use it.""I would use it.""You don't play basketball.""I could."He gave me the particular look he reserves for claims he considers unlikely. "You could.""I'm adequate."That word stopped me cold. "Adequate means terrible.""That's an aggressive interpretation.""When you're actually good at something, you become unbearable about it. Adequate means terrible.""I am not unbearable.""You once explained my own contract to me.""You were reading it incorrectly."I told him I'd prove it. He, foolishly, accepted.We found a quiet court a few streets over, and Damien showed up dressed like he was attending a hostile board meeting that happened to require athletic shoes."Why do you look like you're attending a merger with a basketball?""I changed clothes.""You changed into expensive clothes.""I'm sorry my shorts
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 115: I Learnt Exactly How to Distract My Husband
We agreed at breakfast that we were both going to be productive. I had emails to answer, a Stage Zero report to review, actual work waiting for me. Damien had a full afternoon of calls.That lasted about an hour.I walked into his study for a legitimate reason, some file I actually needed, and found him mid-negotiation, voice low and even, entirely in the mode where he became someone other people were afraid of. I meant to grab the file and leave.He looked up at me instead of continuing, just for a second, and something about that look, so soon after yesterday's photo booth, undid my plan completely.I should have left. I sat on the edge of his desk instead.He gave me a warning glance and kept talking into the phone. I smiled and ran my fingers along his collar. His hand caught my wrist, silent, immediate.I mouthed, "What?"His eyes answered that perfectly well.I kissed his cheek. Then his jaw. He kept speaking, steady and professional, but I caught the half-second pause before hi
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 114: My Husband Took Me Somewhere Nobody Knew Him
I expected somewhere absurd. A private dining room, a rooftop, a restaurant that closed itself to other customers because Damien Black had decided to eat breakfast there.Instead he drove straight past the part of the city where those places lived."Where are you taking me?""Breakfast.""We've passed several places that serve breakfast.""Observant.""I married an irritating man.""You loved him yesterday.""The situation is developing."He was clearly enjoying himself far too much to take the threat seriously.We ended up outside a small corner café, the kind with a hand-painted sign and a queue spilling slightly onto the pavement. No reservation. No one waiting at the door. Nothing about it belonged to the world Damien usually moved through.The woman behind the counter looked up, did a double take, and abandoned the espresso machine entirely."You're alive.""Apparently.""You disappear for months and this is how you greet me?""I suspected you'd react like this."She noticed me s
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 113: My Husband Was Different After I Said It
Damien kept reaching for my hand at every red light on the way home, which was not new, except that this time he seemed unable to stop looking at me while he did it."You're being strange," I said."My wife told me she loves me today.""You've mentioned that.""I haven't mentioned it nearly enough."I laughed and accused him of becoming completely unbearable now that he had confirmation."I've spent months trying not to presume anything," he said. "You'll have to forgive me a day of enjoying actual information."I realized, watching him, that this was the first time he'd let himself react to being loved without immediately reining it back in. He'd spent so long careful not to assume too much that he'd never let himself simply be pleased.At home, he was different in small, constant ways. He kissed me whenever I passed within reach. His hand found my waist without thinking about it. When I stretched for a glass on the top shelf, he came up behind me, technically helping, mostly just fi
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 112: I Finally Told My Husband I Loved Him
Damien had reviewed the contract three times before we left the house, which told me everything before he said a word."You're nervous," I said, watching him check his pocket for the old brass key he did not technically need for a signing."I'm buying a building.""You've bought buildings before.""Not this one."That was answer enough.On the drive, I asked whether fifteen-year-old Damien would believe this was finally happening."Fifteen-year-old Damien would mostly like to know why it took me this long.""I'd tell him you got distracted becoming terrifying.""Successful.""Those aren't mutually exclusive."At the meeting, I watched him sign acquisitions worth more than this without blinking, month after month, in reports I'd read about him before I ever knew him. His hand paused on this one, just for a second, before the pen moved.The owner handed over the official keys when it was done. Damien looked at them a moment longer than necessary, then slid them into his pocket beside th
He Chose My Sister, So I Married His Enemy Chapter 111: I Was Starting to Want My Husband Everywhere
I watched him get dressed from the bed, unapologetically, because I had stopped pretending I didn't.His wardrobe had quietly become half mine over the last few weeks. My skincare lived beside his on the bathroom counter. My books were stacked on his nightstand, his side of the closet, even the kitchen counter where he'd complained twice and done nothing about it."You're staring," he said, buttoning his cuff."I've stopped denying it.""That's concerning.""You survived disciplined observation. You'll survive this."I got up to help with his cufflinks, which he absolutely did not need help with. I had developed a habit of finding reasons to touch him that had nothing to do with necessity."I can dress myself," he said."I've seen the evidence. I remain unconvinced."I straightened his collar, then leaned in and kissed the skin just below it. He went still in a way that had nothing to do with composure and everything to do with losing it.I liked that. I liked it more than I probably
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