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I AGREED TO MY HUSBAND'S OPEN MARRIAGE RULES Chapter 41
Stacy's POVThe silence in Michael's mansion had become a physical weight. I paced the bedroom, my fingers tracing the rich fabric of the curtains. I need to see them. The thought wouldn't leave me. My parents. They were the architects of this prison, pushing me into Matt's arms for his money, his name. I had to face them. I had to make them see.Michael was gone for the day. A business meeting, the staff said. The bodyguards at the gates were a silent, unmovable fact. I watched from an upstairs window as a maid carried a tray from the kitchen wing toward the main house. An idea, desperate and clear, clicked into place.When the young woman entered my room with a lunch tray, her eyes politely looking away, I didn't hesitate. "I'm so sorry," I whispered, right before I brought the heavy ceramic water pitcher down. It connected with her temple with a dull thud. Not hard enough to cause real harm, I prayed, but enough. She crumpled, a soft sigh escaping her lips.Guilt was a sharp, sour
I AGREED TO MY HUSBAND'S OPEN MARRIAGE RULES Chapter 40
Stacy's POV The silence in the mansion was the deepest I'd ever heard. No traffic noise, no distant arguments. Just the soft, rhythmic tick of a grand clock somewhere in the marble hallway. I stood in the center of the sitting room, a place of cream silks and dark wood, feeling like a museum piece.A woman in a crisp gray uniform entered, her eyes downcast. "Will Madam be taking tea in the garden or the east salon this afternoon?"I flinched. "Please, I'm not... you don't have to call me that."She didn't look up. "Of course, Madam. The garden, then. I'll have it prepared." She left as quietly as she came.It's an order. He'd told them to treat me like this. The mistress of the house. A role I hadn't chosen. Every time I tried to correct them, it was like talking to a wall. They're ignoring me because he told them to. The control was so complete, it seeped into the walls.I wandered to the window. The grounds were perfect, a prison of perfect greenery. My hand drifted to my stomach,
I AGREED TO MY HUSBAND'S OPEN MARRIAGE RULES Chapter 39
Matt's POVThe hotel lobby was a cathedral of polished marble and my own failure. I stood there, the concierge's polite, empty smile like a slap, and I knew. She was gone. He had her.A red haze blurred the edges of my vision. "Check again," I snarled, leaning over the desk."Sir, I assure you, there is no one under that name—"I didn't hear the rest. I turned, my fists clenched so tight my knuckles ached. My phone was already at my ear. "Davis. Get the team. Now. Surround the block. Check every exit. She didn't just vanish into air."My men moved like ghosts, efficient and silent. But they came back with nothing. Nothing. The hollow panic from the house returned, colder, sharper. I was in the security office ten minutes later, jaw locked, watching grainy black-and-white footage on a monitor.Then I saw it.The timestamp from forty minutes ago. The service elevator opening into the underground garage. Michael Sotheby stepped out, his posture easy, confident. And in his arms, held tig
I AGREED TO MY HUSBAND'S OPEN MARRIAGE RULES Chapter 38
Stacy's POVThe hotel room was a blank, expensive box. High floor, premium privacy. They promised discretion. Information protection, the concierge had said with a smooth smile. It was my one safe card to play.I sat on the edge of the too-soft bed, my discharge papers a neat pile beside me. My hand shook just a little as I picked up the room phone. I dialed the number I knew by heart.It rang twice."Sotheby."His voice was like gravel, rough from sleep or maybe just from constant, simmering anger. It sent a shiver down my spine."It's Stacy."A beat of silence. Then, a low, heavy sigh. "Where are you?""That doesn't matter. I'm calling to resign. Starting immediately. I won't be coming back to the office."Another silence, thicker this time. I could almost hear his mind working, calculating. "You're hiding.""I'm being smart. I need time to plan. To get my divorce."He laughed, a short, harsh sound. "Your divorce. You think you can just hide in a hole and paperwork will magically ap
I AGREED TO MY HUSBAND'S OPEN MARRIAGE RULES Chapter 37
Matt's POVThe pain was white-hot fire between my legs, pulsing with every ragged breath. I lay on the floor, curled around the agony, hearing the front door slam. She ran. She actually ran.I forced my eyes open, saw the empty space where she'd just been. My wife. My property. Walking out the door.A raw sound tore from my throat. I tried to push myself up, but the pain shot through me again, sending me back to the cool hardwood with a gasp. I can't even stand. Humiliation burned hotter than the physical hurt. She'd kneed me like I was some drunk in a bar, not her husband. Not the man who owned her.The door creaked open. Clara's hesitant face appeared. "Matt? Oh, God. Are you—""Get out!" I snarled, the words harsh.She flinched, her hand flying to her rounded stomach. A protective gesture. For my heir. "I was just—""I said get out!" I roared, finding the strength to prop myself up on one elbow. The room swam. "Leave me alone!"She vanished, shutting the door softly. Smart girl. Kn
I AGREED TO MY HUSBAND'S OPEN MARRIAGE RULES CHAPTER 36
Stacy's POVI walked out of the hospital with my papers in my hand. The sun was too bright. Everything felt strange.Then I saw him.Matt was standing there with red roses. He was smiling.This can't be real. He never does this. Never."Stacy, darling! Over here!" His voice was loud and sweet. People turned to look at us. They probably thought he was a good husband.My feet stopped moving. He walked toward me with that fake smile."You look sick," he said. He pushed the flowers at me. They smelled too strong. "Here. For you."I didn't take them. I just looked at the flowers, then at his face. I could see a bruise on his face under makeup. His lip was cut. His smile looked wrong. His eyes were cold."What are you doing here, Matt?" My voice was quiet.His smile got tight. "I came to get my wife. Come on. The car is right here." He pointed with the flowers like I was a dog.I walked past him. I kept going toward the taxis. The ground felt wrong under my feet."Stacy." His voice was hard
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