LOGINAlpha Ayr is heading towards a contract marriage. Safe and easy. So why is the Goddess taunting him with a mate-bond to a murderous outcast? Even worse, she is his fiancés sister, but she is all he can think about. Ayr knows she could be playing for survival, using their inescapable desire for her own benefit. Using his duty and honour as a shield against his feelings can only hold out for so long. However, the truth can be a weapon in the wrong hands. Cassie may be unlovable, but Ayr's choices could easily prove unforgivable.
View More「おめでとうございます。ご懐妊です」
眼の前に座る女医は、心の底から祝福するように、明里に優しい笑みを浮かべた。「ご懐妊」の意味を理解するのに数秒かかり、幸せがじわじわと湧き水のように込み上げてくる。
「本当ですか……!?」
「はい。見てください。これがあなたの赤ちゃんですよ」
女医は腹部エコーでモニターに映った小さな命を指差す。まだ人らしい形はしていないが、小さなそれは確かに動いている。そう、自分の中で。
まだ形すらなしていない我が子に、愛しさで胸がいっぱいになる。これが母性。私は母親になるのだと、明里は幸せを噛みしめる。
「次の検査は来週ですね。なにかあったらすぐに電話してください」
「はい、ありがとうございます」
「あとで旦那さんと一緒にいらしてくださいね。それと、安定期はまだ先ですので、安静に」
「はい」
明里は女医に何度も頭を下げ、熱くなる目頭を押さえて診察室から出ると、待合室へ行く。幸い受付前の席が空いていたのでそこに座ると、お腹を擦った。自然と口角が上がっていく。
(もしかしたら、この子がきっかけで、成也さんとうまくいくかも……)
頭では可能性の話だと思っていても、気持ち的には100%うまくいくと思い込む。
明里は外科医として働いており、不動産会社の社長である月ノ宮成也と結婚している。交際期間は幸せそのものだったが、結婚して家に入ると、地獄が待ち受けていた。
釣った魚に餌はやらないと言わんばかりに、冷たい態度の夫。女なのに外科医の明里が気に食わない義両親。そして夫の生命の恩人でもあるという、幼馴染の榎本ミア。
成也の実家はこの4人で完成しているように感じて、明里の居場所はどこにもなかった。特に、花瓶事件が置きてからは……。
頻繁に月ノ宮家に出入りしているミアが、花瓶を運んでいる明里を背後から押して怪我をさせた。すぐに駆け寄った義母に説明しようとしたが、ミアが大声で喚いて邪魔をしたのだ。その上、明里がわざと花瓶を割ったと嘘をついた。
花瓶は義母のお気に入り。義母は明里が真実を訴えても聞く耳を持たずに、ミアの言葉だけを信じた。それから月ノ宮家では「明里はミアに濡れ衣を着せようとした最低女」と認識され、ずっと冷たい態度を取られてきた。
(でも、それも今日でおしまい)
ドキドキしながら家のドアを開けると、信じがたい光景が広がっていた。玄関で成也とミアがキスをしていたのだ。それも、ミアが明里の服とエプロンを身に着けて。
「あらぁ、帰ってきたの?」
「何、してるの……。その服は、私の……」
「違うわ。月ノ宮家の嫁の服よ」
外出準備を済ませた義母が、会話に割って入る。彼女は明里をてっぺんから爪先まで舐め回すように見ると、鼻で笑う。
「仕事してる女って、色気も可愛げもなくていやね。ねぇ、ミアちゃん」
「本当ね。仕事が恋人の女って、負け組よねぇ」
「まったくだわ。それじゃ、ミアちゃん。あとはよろしくね」
義母はミアに笑いかけ、明里を押しのけて家を出た。
「成也さん、あなたは私と結婚してるんでしょ? なんでそんなことを……」
「戸籍上なんて、無意味な話はよすんだ」
成也はうんざりしたような顔をして、ため息をつく。その顔には、面倒事を起こすなと書いてあるような気がして、明里の気持ちはどんどん暗くなっていく。
(前はこんな人じゃなかったのに)
うつむき、昔のことを思い出す。
Corbin is the first to arrive, urgency in his steely eyes. He and Ayr now share the dubious honour of matching neck scars. I imagine his lower chest is even more grisly after the attack on him “Is everything okay? It’s so fantastic to see you,” enjoying the sweep of his huge, iron-like hug. The sweet scent of warm baking is the only soft feature about this hardened leader. “When they set up a room for me to recover in, they found this. I thought you should have it,” withdrawing a thick envelope from his jacket. “It’s written by your mother.” I stare at the aged paper and wonder just what I will gain from reading her drunken rantings. “What made you bring this? She must have hundreds of letters, I know she kept a diary too.”“She addressed it to you. It’s the only one with your name on it. No diaries found.” "Go on, I’ll greet everyone else. It will only irritate you if you don’t read it now, " Ayr suggested "Corbin and I need to talk bridges," as the pair grinned. I took the letter
Life is very different in Volare these days. Leo is almost two. Wonderful in every way, his pouty lips and blue eyes making it almost impossible to tell him no. I flit between wondering what my mother would think of my own material efforts. Praying I make better choices than her. I still don’t know what the hell was on her mind when she died. Was it out of love for me or hatred of Elle? Staring at Leo, I will never understand how she stood by all those years in silence. It has taken some serious organising but tonight, finally everyone is going to be reunited. A celebration of friendship. Raphael and Robyn have been sorely missed. Almost eighteen months without any visits between us. Corbin had requested all bridges go up for our own safety for a period. He was attacked in an uprising in the centre of Pemberton. Touring a pack and hit in the chest with a cannonball. Quite how the fuck a group of rebels got hold of a cannon is something Raphael is furiously investigating. The nigh
She’s dreamed of me? Even as my head spins in a frenzy of pure desire, I need to delve into that conversation more. Women are clearly my blind spot. No pun intended. She’s guiding me along the wooden wall, “I‘m staying in the packhouse, come on,” she breathes, and I’m so close to just being swept along. But this is serious. Flashes of Imelda cross my mind. “Jessica, Jessica, come on, what do you mean dreaming? What colour are your eyes?” as she drags me into the packhouse. Where I once snuck in order to shave in Ayr’s fancy bathroom. Her hand feels so tiny in mine. In fact, everything about her is petite. I’m almost stumbling, and I secretly love the way she doesn’t give a shit I can’t see. She’s taking me to her room regardless. “How about you just trust me?” she whispers before placing a kiss on my open chest. Shit that must be how tall she is. When she first kissed me, she must have been on her tiptoes. What the hell is this? “If you know who I am, I don’t…I’m not going to b
Jessica never appeared at dinner. It was a shame, I totally thought her and Marcus might hit it off, but there will be more opportunity. She’s got that daring confidence that I thought might spark his interest. When the lightning flashed and rain descended, everyone jumped in the packhouse. Ayr ran out to find Marcus. Check he hadn’t got caught in the storm and lost his bearings, but he was nowhere to be seen. His blue gauze was trodden into the mud by the packhouse door, though. “He’s not answering his link?” Ayr said, rubbing his chin. “If he wants us, he will,” Matthew answered steadily. “There’s a line of how much he’ll ask for.” Ayr reluctantly agreed, and the evening continued as planned. Drinks consumed, food eaten, I sat in our bed and watched Ayr as he stripped down. I know how long he stays awake at night reading to me. I also know how the instant he thinks I’m asleep he switches from pirate adventures to love sonnets. My dreams are warm, full of summer sun and happiness












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