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A Stranger in His Own Skin
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2026-06-13 22:32:55
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His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Vivian's Kingdom
Lauren’s POV The air in the abandoned safe house tasted like dust and old, rotting wood. I leaned against the rusted metal table, my hand unconsciously dropping down to my stomach. It was a habit I was trying so hard to break, especially when I was around Silas, but tonight my nerves were completely shot up. Every single muscle in my body felt tight, like a rubber band stretched right to its breaking point.Julian’s face from the night of the party kept flashing in my mind vividly. I couldn't shake it. The sheer, unhinged rage in his dark eyes when that wealthy investor had dared to touch my arm–it just didn't make any sense. He didn't even remember who I really was. Thanks to the attack and his amnesia, he honestly thought I was just his wife's sister. To him, I was just a needy stranger staying in his house, a shadow in the background. Yet, he had nearly broken that man's jaw right in front of Serena and a room full of people.Why the hell did he care so much if he didn't remember
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession What Memory Cannot Erase
Julian’s POV Every single thing in this fucking house felt completely wrong.I stood by the large glass window in my private study, staring out at the Seattle rain. I had a glass of neat bourbon in my hand, and the alcohol burned my throat, but it didn't do anything to stop the heavy, irritated feeling in my chest. The city below was dark, and right now, it felt like a cage. My own life, my own empire, felt like it belonged to someone else. I couldn't shake the bitter, angry mood that had been clawing at my brain for days.The door clicked open behind me. I didn't even have to turn around to know who it was. The strong, expensive smell of French perfume drifted into the room. It was Serena’s scent. The scent of the woman I supposedly married."Julian," she murmured, her high heels clicking softly against the floor as she walked over to me. "You’re still up. It’s past two in the morning, babe.""I have work to do," I said, keeping my voice flat and cold. I didn't look at her.She stop
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession The Unwanted Jealousy
Lauren’s POV The charity gala in downtown Seattle was loud, crowded, and completely exhausting. Rich people in designer clothes walked around the massive ballroom, sipping champagne and pretending to care about whatever charity we were supposed to be supporting tonight. I stood near a large marble pillar near the edge of the room, holding a glass of wine I had no intention of drinking. My feet ached in the expensive heels Serena had left behind in her closet, and the tight silk dress made it hard to breathe deeply.My eyes kept moving across the room, tracking Julian. Even in a room filled with the city's most powerful billionaires, he stood out. He wore a perfectly tailored dark suit, and he moved with a cold, quiet confidence that made people step out of his way without him even saying a word. Right next to him was Serena. She was doing exactly what she had been trained to do her whole life–smiling perfectly, nodding at the boring real estate developers, and pretending to be the do
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Serena’s First Move
Serena's POVI adjusted the cuff of my blouse in the mirror of the bedroom, the one I'd claimed as a temporary powder room because the master suite still felt like enemy territory. Julian's cold shoulder was starting to get on my nerves more than I cared to admit. Three weeks back in this penthouse, playing the dutiful wife to a man who looked at me like I was a pain in his ass, and I was already itching to burn it all down.My phone buzzed on the marble counter. It was Vivian. Of course. The message was short, cryptic, and fucking typical of her.'Access the backup terminal in his study. The NEREID proxy codes are active. Start small. Shell accounts only. No traces.'I deleted it immediately, my heart suddenly beating rapidly. This wasn't some amateur smash-and-grab. Vivian had drilled it into me during those weeks in her "holding arrangement"–how to move money swiftly. Julian's empire was a fortress, but even fortresses had entrances if you knew where to knock.I slipped the phone i
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession The Enemy of My Enemy
Lauren’s POV I slipped out of the east wing just after midnight, my sneakers quiet on the marble. The penthouse felt like a damn pressure cooker these days. Serena gliding around like she owned the place again, flashing those fake smiles at Julian while her eyes stayed dead cold. And Julian... God, Julian. He watched everything like a shark circling blood in the water, but he still didn’t remember me. Not the way that mattered.My hand drifted to my stomach out of habit. The baby was still a secret I guarded tighter than anything. I couldn’t risk Serena or Vivian finding out. Hell, half the time I wasn’t sure Julian would even believe me if I told him right now.I took the elevator down to the garage level. I needed air that didn’t taste like lies. The underground lot was dim, I was heading for one of the fleet SUVs so I could take a drive when I noticed a shadow moved near the pillar.I froze, my heart slamming against my chest. My fingers curled around the small knife I kept in my
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Silas’s New Mission
Silas’s POV I stared at the cracked hospital ceiling for what felt like the hundredth fucking time that day, the sterile smell of antiseptic burning my nostrils. The doctors thought I was still playing the amnesia card, but my head was clearer than it had been in weeks. Stage four glioblastoma. Three months, maybe four if I was lucky. The bullets had just sped up the clock. Funny how dying makes everything crystal fucking clear.Vivian Moreau was the real snake in the grass. I'd pieced it together from the whispers Marcus let slip during his visits and the burner phone I'd kept hidden under my mattress. Julian's empire was crumbling because of her, and Serena? That overly pampered bitch was dancing right in the middle of it. If I was going out, I wasn't doing it quietly. Not while Lauren was still tangled up in this mess.I grabbed the disposable phone from the drawer, the one with the private line that cost me a favor from an old contact outside the Cross network. My fingers hovered
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession The Phantom Clue
Lauren’s POV I paced the living room for what felt like the hundredth time, still jumpy from Julian’s little “test” at breakfast. That drive had sat on the table like a fucking landmine. One wrong move and I’d have blown everything. My hands still itched from how close I’d come to grabbing it.I n
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Julian’s Trap
Lauren’s POV Breakfast was too quiet. That was the first thing I noticed. No phones were ringing. No Marcus barking orders through his headset. No guards shifting near the doors with their guns.Just me. And Julian. And thr sound of a fork scraping lightly against the porcelain plates.I sat acros
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession The Woman Behind The Threat
Lauren’s POV The next morning, I woke up with my head pounding like someone had taken a hammer to it. The penthouse felt heavier than usual, the kind of silence that pressed down on your chest. Julian hadn’t come to bed. Again. The sheets on his side were untouched, cold as the rain beating agains
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Caught in the Hallway
Lauren’s POVI waited until the penthouse grew quiet. Julian had left twenty minutes ago for some late-night security briefing downstairs—something about tightening the perimeter after the latest Dante's men bullshit. His voice had been clipped when he told me not to wait up, eyes still carrying th
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