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CHAPTER 69 — The Rabbit Hole
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2026-09-16 10:57:22
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I Signed a Marriage Contract, Not a Love Triangle CHAPTER 132 — In The Storage Room
Kael kissed Irene harder, and whatever was left of her annoyance started losing badly.He backed her toward the shelves until a cardboard box bumped against her shoulder.“Careful,” she murmured against his mouth.Kael stopped immediately. “Did I hurt you?”“No. You’re about to bury me under paper towels.”He glanced behind her.A box was hanging halfway off the shelf.“Very romantic,” Irene said.Kael reached past her, shoved it back into place, then caught her around the waist and moved her away from the shelving entirely.“There.”Irene looked around. “Well done.”His eyes came back to her. “Are you going to keep talking?”“Probably.”“I missed that less.”She almost laughed, but Kael leaned down and kissed the corner of her mouth.Then her cheek.Then back to her lips.His hand stayed around her waist while Irene held onto his shoulders. She could feel how hard he was trying not to crowd her, which was almost funny considering this was Kael.“I’m supposed to be working,” she whisp
I Signed a Marriage Contract, Not a Love Triangle CHAPTER 131 — After Hours
“Can you cover the eleven-to-three shift tonight?”Irene looked at the clock on her kitchen wall.It was a little after six that evening, and she'd been looking forward to spending the night doing absolutely nothing.“Eleven at night until three in the morning?” she asked.“Yes, I'm sorry for the short notice,” Ms. Yoon said over the phone. “Iggie called in sick, and Lucia has a parent-teacher meeting tomorrow, so she can’t cover.”Irene looked at Mr. Mustard, who was busy eating.She could say no. Ms. Yoon had already been more understanding than most employers would've been about her absence after the attack. But that was also why she felt bad refusing.“Yeah, I can do it.”“Oh, thank you, Irene. I really appreciate it.”“No problem.”By ten forty-five that night, Irene was back at the convenience store. She'd informed her security detail about the additional shift, and by the time she arrived, the familiar dark vehicle was already parked nearby.The first two hours were uneventful.
I Signed a Marriage Contract, Not a Love Triangle CHAPTER 130 — After Closing
“Cyrus and I broke up.”Irene looked up from the register. “Again?”Blythe pulled the trash bag out from beneath the counter and tied it shut. “This one's for good.”“You said that last time.”“Irene.”“And the time before that, actually.”Blythe gave her a look before carrying the trash bag toward the back door.It was later that week, and the café had closed nearly twenty minutes ago, but Blythe had offered to stay and help Irene finish cleaning.Irene finished counting the register and put the money away.“So what did he do this time?”Blythe returned from the back and started wiping down the tables.“He asked me for money.”Irene looked at her. “How much?”“Two hundred. He said he needed to pay his phone bill.”“Didn't he borrow money from you last month?”“Yeah, and he still hasn't paid me back. Apparently I'm supposed to be understanding when he's having a difficult time.”Irene closed the register drawer.“Did you give it to him?”“No. I told him I couldn't afford it, and he
I Signed a Marriage Contract, Not a Love Triangle CHAPTER 129 — Someone Asking Questions
“I painted this,” Amanda said, holding up a canvas before Irene had even taken her seat.Irene looked at the painting, then at her mother.“That's actually pretty good, Mom. I didn't know you could paint.”“Neither did I.”It was Thursday afternoon, two days after Irene had spent most of her day off questioning her life choices in front of Mr. Mustard. She'd come straight from her café shift to visit Amanda.Her mother had been making good progress. She was attending her sessions regularly, participating in group activities, and getting along with the other residents. Amanda looked healthier, too. Her face was less puffy, her eyes were clear, and she'd started taking better care of her appearance. And apparently, she'd taken up painting.Amanda placed the canvas on the table between them.It was a picture of a garden with a small wooden bench, flowers, and a tree whose branches were a little uneven. The colors were bright, although some of the flowers were large enough to qualify as
I Signed a Marriage Contract, Not a Love Triangle CHAPTER 128 — The Shame
“I think I have a problem, Mr. Mustard.”The turtle continued eating his lettuce.Irene watched him for a moment before dropping her bag beside the couch.It was the following afternoon, and she'd returned to her apartment after spending the previous night at the Valcieri estate. She hadn't bothered changing out of her clothes. Instead, she'd spent the last twenty minutes sitting on the floor beside Mr. Mustard's tank, trying to figure out what the hell she was doing with her life.Irene leaned back against the couch and pulled her knees toward her chest.She'd been doing a lot of thinking since that morning. Actually, she'd been thinking about it for weeks, but lately it had become harder to distract herself with work or the usual problems that occupied her day.She was married to Ares Valcieri.She was also Kael Moorwen's fated mate.And now she'd been, constantly, intimate with both of them.Irene covered her face with her hands.“God, what am I doing?”A few months ago, she'd bare
I Signed a Marriage Contract, Not a Love Triangle CHAPTER 127 — Tell Me
Ares moved.He took two of the pillows from the head of the bed and brought them behind Irene, arranging them carefully so her back was supported as she sat in the middle of the mattress.When he was satisfied, he stepped back to the foot of the bed and simply looked at her.Irene faced him, legs still parted the way he had asked, the thin pajama top and shorts the only things covering her. The room was quiet except for the low sound of her own breathing.Ares’s fangs had not fully retracted. The points were still showing when he spoke.“Put your hands under your top.”Irene’s face warmed. She hesitated only a second before sliding both hands beneath the hem of the pajama shirt. The fabric settled over her wrists. Her palms met bare skin.“Touch your breasts,” he said. “I don’t need to see. I want you to tell me what you’re doing. What it feels like. What it’s making you want.”She swallowed. Her fingers moved, tentative at first, cupping the soft weight of her own breasts. The air in
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