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Clair de Lune
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I Was His Secret Wife, Now I'm His Nightmare Clair de Lune
Audrey read the note one more time. Then she folded it into a tiny square and shoved it in her pocket."Denise, who's in charge here?""Dr. Sasha, but she said I shouldn't...""Then get Dr. Sasha.""Ms. Sinclair, I'm really not allowed to...""I know. I'm not mad at you." She wasn't. She knew whose doing this was and that person wasn't Dr. Sasha.Roman leaned down to her ear. "Matthew says the judge hasn't signed shit. Nobody's been served.""When did you talk to him?""In the parking lot. While you were having a moment with the glove box.""I wasn't having a..." She stopped. She had been. "Thanks.""Don't thank me. Use it."Dr. Sasha came out a few minutes later, a tall woman with glasses on a chain and a speech she'd clearly practiced. Roman had already started loosening his tie, slowly, one finger at a time. Denise went pale."Roman," Audrey said. "Don't.""She's about to say no.""Then let her. I've got this."He stopped, tie crooked. "Fine.""Ms. Sinclair," Sasha began, "your aun
I Was His Secret Wife, Now I'm His Nightmare The Gray Honda
Audrey read the notice a third time. The words didn't change."Effective immediately," she said. "At eleven at night. She hung up on me, and ten minutes later she's got a lawyer filing paperwork?""She didn't write that in ten minutes," Roman said. "She had it ready before you called.""So why take my call at all?""To hear you beg first."Audrey didn't answer. She picked up a dish towel and started wiping the island. It was already clean. Carla watched her do it, then looked at Roman with wide eyes, like 'is this normal?'"It's normal," Roman said."What's normal?" Audrey snapped."Nothing. Call your lawyer."She called Matthew Chen. He picked up on the second ring, sounding like he'd been asleep, and she put him on speaker. He listened as she briefed him on the situation. Then he made a tired noise."Audrey, listen to me. That's a filing, not an order. Lawyers write 'effective immediately' on everything. Nothing is real until a judge signs it and somebody serves you. That takes a da
I Was His Secret Wife, Now I'm His Nightmare Fuck (Very Quietly)
"Say that again," Audrey said."Audrey.""Say it again, Roman. Word for word. Please."He did. She stood fixed to the floor with the cold mug in her hands and her thumb working at her wrist, and when he finished she set the tea down so carefully it was almost worse than throwing it."My mother's been dead twenty years," she said. "Twenty. And your father pulls her out at a dinner like a fucking party trick. Why is my mother's name coming out of his mouth? I'm confused.""He wanted me rattled.""It worked. I'm rattled." She laughed bitterly. "Who the hell is Victor Greaves? Why has Marcus never said a goddamn word about him, and some old man we've barely interacted with knows more?"Roman quietly came around the island. He took the hand she'd been rubbing and held it flat between both of his."Stop doing that.""I'm not doing anything.""You're about to rub a hole in yourself." His thumb pressed into her pulse slowly. "We'll find out. Not tonight though. Tonight you're not going to che
I Was His Secret Wife, Now I'm His Nightmare I’d Rather Marry a Parking Meter
Roman was still staring at Marcus's text when a third message came in, from a number he hadn't seen in six years.'Dinner. Tonight. Eight o'clock. Radiant Club. Come alone. Daniel Lockwood.'Audrey read it over his arm. "He knows," she said."He wants me to know he knows." Roman deleted nothing and answered nothing. He just put the phone face down on the railing, like it might bite. "I'm going.""Of course you are.""Don't say it like that.""Like what?""Like you're already picking out my funeral suit.""Black," she said. "Obviously."The Radiant Club hadn't changed. It still had dark wood, brass lamps and waiters who moved smoothly like ghosts. Roman had been dragged here at twelve to learn which fork to use and which men to be afraid of.Daniel Lockwood was already seated in the private dining room, cutting a steak into very small pieces. Sixty-three, silver hair, and the same jaw Roman saw in the mirror every morning. Roman hated that more than he hated the man.There was a woman
I Was His Secret Wife, Now I'm His Nightmare I’d Rather Lose Badly Than Lose You
The sheets on his side of the bed were cold.Audrey knew it before she opened her eyes. She reached across the mattress and found nothing but a dent in the pillow and the faint smell of him, cedar and soap and something expensive."Roman?"No answer. The fire had burned down to orange nothing. Grey light leaked through the curtains, and somewhere outside a board creaked.She sat up, holding the sheet to her chest, and her eyes landed on his black dress shirt thrown over the armchair. She pulled it on. It hung to her thighs and the sleeves swallowed her hands. She did not care.She found him on the porch.He was barefoot, in last night's trousers and nothing else, leaning on the railing with his back to her. A coffee cup sat by his elbow. He hadn't touched it. She could tell because there was no steam.His tie was around his neck again. Loose. Hanging open like he'd tried to strangle himself with it and given up.Audrey stopped in the doorway. In all the time she'd known him, she had s
I Was His Secret Wife, Now I'm His Nightmare The Hostile Takeover
Derek Lockwood woke up feeling annoyed, because he woke up to the smell of his own cologne turning sour on unwashed sheets and a soft body against his back that wasn't supposed to be there.Regina.She was still asleep, mascara smudged under her eyes from crying about the ankle monitor the judge had strapped on her before releasing her on bail. Derek stared at the ceiling and asked himself, not for the first time, how the hell his life had ended up here – disgraced, almost lost all his father's favour that he spent years chasing, half broke and sharing a bed with the woman half of Seattle now knew as a criminal."You're staring again," Regina mumbled without opening her eyes. "It's creepy.""Go back to sleep.""Can't. Court date's Thursday." She rolled over, draped an arm across his chest like she had any right to comfort him. "Diana Sinclair told me through her lawyer that the embezzlement charge might be withdrawn if I cooperate.""Cooperate with what?"Regina's eyes opened then, th
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