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I Left My Husband For His Brother aka my longtime bestfriend 9-
MELANIEAlexander goes completely still. He slowly releases my hands."Your husband's bastard brother." He says, staring at me with a crooked grin. His voice is so quiet.I swallow. "Alex...""No, go on." He leans back against his seat, nodding once. "Finish what you were saying, Mela. Since we're apparently discussing my family history, let's discuss all of it.""I didn't mean it like that.""Didn't you?""No. You gave me no choice.""Then how did you mean it?"I open my mouth, but nothing comes out. He looks away from me, letting out a chuckle as he runs a hand over his jaw."God, you know what's funny? I've heard that word my entire fucking life. From strangers. From my father's friends. From men who wouldn't dare say it to my face when my mother was standing beside me." He pauses, his jaw tightening. "But I never thought I'd hear it from you."My chest aches. "Alex, I'm sorry.""Don't." He raises a hand. "Don't apologize just because you can see that you've hurt me. I'd rather you
I Left My Husband For His Brother aka my longtime bestfriend 8-
MELANIE"I'm right here. Don't you dare hang up on me, Mela. Just keep breathing."Alexander’s voice is the only tether keeping me grounded as I curl into a ball on the cold, damp concrete curb. I grip the phone so tightly against my ear that my fingers go completely numb.Every time I shut my eyes, all I can see is Milan’s terrified little face, her arms reaching out for me while Saint dragged her away like a prize he had just repossessed."I can't... Alex, I can't breathe," I whimper into the speaker. "She was crying so hard... she doesn't go to sleep without me, Alex... she doesn't even know where she is...""I know, Mela. I know," Alex’s voice comes back. In the background, the roar of a twin-turbo engine thunders, accompanied by high-pitched screech of tires rounding a corner at dangerous speeds. "I’m turning onto the estate road right now. Hold on."Less than thirty seconds later, a low, predatory growl echoes down the quiet suburban street. A matte-black SUV tears around the be
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MELANIE The drive to the Upper East guesthouse feels like navigating a minefield with my eyes half-shut. I take three different turns I don't need to take, constantly checking the side mirrors, half-expecting Saint’s black sedan to materialize out of nowhere. But nothing followed.When I finally pull into the gated driveway of Coral's property, the tall iron gates open, closing behind me.I park, take a deep breath, and unbuckle Milan from the back. She's rubbing her eyes, her thumb wedged in her mouth.Coral is already waiting at the front door, looking every bit the welcoming, supportive friend. She rushes down the porch steps the second I step out."Oh, Mel! Look at you," Coral breathes, her face written with sympathy as she reaches out, wrapping her arms around me in a warm, tight hug. "I’m so glad you made it safely. Come inside, quickly."I let out a breath, stepping into the grand, quiet foyer. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and toasted waffles fills the air."I made some
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MELANIE My eyes catch my daughter in the rearview mirror. She's distracted, turning her plush pink rabbit upside down and babbling nonsense to it. I take a deep breath, trying to steady my shaking hands. My phone, sitting in the cup holder, suddenly starts buzzing. The screen lights up... SAINT. My throat constricts instantly. My hand hovers over the console, before I finally press the speakerphone icon on the dashboard. "Where the hell are you?" Saint’s voice. No are you okay, no where is our daughter. Just raw, anger. I grip the steering wheel tighter. "I took Milan out. She was hungry." A mocking laugh comes through the line. "Don't bullshit me, Melanie! You walked out of here like a dramatic brat, and now you're telling me you're just out getting breakfast? Who were you with?" "I was overwhelmed, Saint!" I say back, my voice cracking despite my best efforts to keep it steady. "You threw things! You smashed her birthday cake across the counter, you snatched Milan o
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MELANIE I wake up to the sound of a male voice, followed by high-pitched giggling coming from the adjoining room.I sit up abruptly, rubbing my swollen eyes as I suddenly feel nauseous. I press a palm against my forehead, taking a slow breath as I let my eyes scan the room.It isn't my bedroom.The space around me is large, luxurious, and so Alexander coded with the... floor-to-ceiling windows, heavy cream curtains, and linoleum floors. Then I glance down at myself. I’m wearing a pair of silk gray pajamas that I know for a fact I wasn’t wearing last night. I reach up and feel my hair; it’s no longer the tangled mess I fell asleep in, but neatly woven into a braid resting over my shoulder. Even the heavy goose-down duvet had been tucked snug around my waist.I shake my head. Alexander didn't need to go this far. He shouldn't have.Swinging my legs over the edge of the oversized bed, I let my bare feet hit the floor. I follow the trail of noise toward the living area, pausing just out
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ALEXANDER Mela flinches at the sound of his name, a shudder running through her small frame. She won't look at me. She just keeps her eyes locked on the floor, her chest heaving as she swallows back another sob."Alex, please... not here," she says, her voice barely a whisper. "Milan is sleeping.""Mela," I growl. "Did my brother touch you?""He grabbed my arm, okay?!" she snaps quietly, her eyes snapping up to mine, wild and overflowing with tears. "He grabbed my arm and he shoved me toward the bathroom because I wasn't pregnant, Alex! He brought home three pregnancy tests on our daughter's birthday, and when they came back negative, he threw them at the wall and told me I was a failure! He told me I was useless!"Every word that tumbles out of her mouth feels like a blow to my chest.A failure. Useless.My hands curl into tight, fists at my sides. Rage floods my veins. I want to tear Saint apart with my bare hands. I want to drive to that house, drag my coward of a brother out into
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