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Dinner with the Devil
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2026-04-01 04:07:52
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His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession He Called Me Lauren
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOURLAUREN’S POV The night air felt incredibly still as Julian pulled back from me. I sat on the edge of the pool, my chest rising and falling in erratic, heavy pants. My fingers were still gripping the wet concrete so tightly that my knuckles ached. He didn't say a word as he reached for a plush, white towel resting on one of the nearby lounge chairs.He wrapped the heavy towel around my shivering shoulders, his large hands lingering warmly on my arms before he pulled me to my feet."Let's get inside," he murmured. I nodded, utterly incapable of forming a coherent sentence.In the master bathroom, the lights were dimmed to a soft, warm glow. We didn't speak as we stripped away the remnants of our wet clothes and discarded them on the floor. Julian took a second towel and dried my back, my legs, and my hair. I watched him through the massive vanity mirror. His dark hair was tousled and wet, falling over his forehead. He caught my gaze in the reflection, his dark ey
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Let's Go Home, Love
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE LAUREN’S POV “Do you like it?”I turned slowly. Julian was approaching me. He wore a tailored black tuxedo that fit him flawlessly. It was the first painting auction night, and it had been a massive success. Everything had sold. Everything except the single painting I was currently staring at.“It’s a fake,” I said softly.“I know,” Julian replied, stopping right beside me. His arm brushed mine.“But it feels soulful,” I murmured, taking a small sip of my champagne. “Even though it's not the real thing... it just feels safe.”“I know,” Julian said again. His voice was lower this time. “I thought about you when I saw it.”I paused. I turned around, intending to ask him what he meant by that, but the words died in my throat. He was already staring at me. He reached out and took my free hand. His thumb traced over my knuckles before he lifted my hand to his lips, kissing the back of it so sweetly it made my chest ache. Then, I felt the cold slide of metal against
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Fifteen Condos
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWOLAUREN’S POV By the time we got on the plane, I felt like my nerves had been peeled open.Less than twenty-four hours.That was how long we had before a bomb somewhere in Julian’s world decided to finish the job Serena had started.Silas had stayed back to make sure none of the cars were anywhere near the apartment complex by the time it went off. That should have made me feel better.It did not.I sat stiffly in one seat of the private jet like if I moved too much, something else would explode.Across from me, Julian sat with his tablet in hand, calm as sin, scrolling like he was not a man flying away from a possible car bomb.I stared at him for a while.Then I stared out the window.Then I stared at him again.He did not look up once.After a few hours, I got tired of my own thoughts and went to the bathroom just to feel like I was doing something. When I came back, he was still on that tablet.I stopped in front of him. “Are you married to that thing?”He did n
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Planning an Unplanned Trip
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE LAUREN’S POV Towards the end of the meeting, I stopped pretending to listen. The men were still talking, but my mind was somewhere else entirely. My phone was hidden low in my lap under the table as I searched things I never thought I would ever search in my life. *Noiseless bombs.* *Silent explosive device detection.* *Can a bomb be hidden in a car without scanners finding it?* Every answer made me feel worse. Some said custom devices could evade normal checks. Some said the only real protection was controlling movement. Limiting exposure. Keeping the target away from the vehicle. Which was exactly what I was trying to do. I scrolled faster. Nothing useful. When I finally looked up, the room was quiet. I blinked and glanced around. Empty chairs. The meeting had ended. My heart skipped. Then I turned left. Julian was still there. Still watching me. Like he had been doing it for a while. I froze with my phone still in my hand. “W
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession Lauren’s Suggestion
CHAPTER TWENTYLAUREN’S POVI spent half the day with Serena’s phone in my hand and dread in my throat.Nothing.Nothing useful. Nothing clear. Just gaps. Deleted chats. Deleted files. Empty spaces where answers should have been. She most definitely formatted the phone before deleting the rest of the files. “She really cleaned this thing out,” I muttered.I sat on the edge of the bed and went through it again anyway, like maybe the truth would suddenly grow a conscience and show itself.It didn’t.By afternoon, I was in the car park.I checked one car. Then another. Then another.Inside. Outside. Underneath. Doors. Trunk. Tires.Nothing.No wires. No device. No clue. Just my own panic getting louder.By the time I got to the sixth car, a security man finally approached me with a confused frown.“Madam… are you looking for something?”I straightened too fast. “Silas.”He blinked. “Pardon?”“I need to speak to Silas.”He stepped back immediately. “Yes, madam.”I was already dialing bef
His Wrong Wife, His Right Obsession A Death Reminder
CHAPTER NINETEENLAUREN’S POVI did not pick the phone back up immediately.I just stared at it on the floor like it had grown teeth and bitten me.Silas said my name once. Then again, quieter.“Lauren.”I bent down with stiff fingers and grabbed the phone.Then I kept reading.I should have stopped.I didn’t.I scrolled through message after message, every word feeling like a slap.Serena: *She is such a doormat.*Jake: *That’s why she’s easy.*Serena: *She’d make a good wife for some boring poor man.*Jake: *I only keep her around because she listens.*My throat burned.There were messages about sex. About hotels. About sneaking around. About a stupid vacation Jake once told me was to visit his aunt outside town.His aunt.I laughed, and it came out broken.Silas took one step closer. “Lauren.”I swiped again.Pictures. Deleted now, but restored. Flirty texts. Times. Dates.The tears started before I even noticed them. Hot and humiliating. I wiped at them angrily, but more kept fall
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