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011 The Husband's Job

Author: Nyx Rai
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-28 00:30:20

I stormed out of his office, and Hector didn’t chase after me.

Part of me was disappointed, so when I went down the company building and saw a car waiting for me, as cheap as I was, my heart skipped a beat, thinking it was Hector.

It wasn’t.

“Mrs. Morgan sent me, Miss,” Jordan, my mother’s driver, bows at me.

I don’t need to even ask where he is taking me.

To visit Amber, of course.

The happy family image matters to the Morgans more than anything.

Amber is graduating from college next year, majoring in art. She does painting, sculpture, piano, violin...You name it. All the luxurious habits a rich kid has access to, she is good at. She has been on summer vacation since last month, but she went to join “band practice”, at the school that’s in another city, saying it would be “better this way”.

For a whole week mother would sigh every time she saw my wedding dress. She didn’t say it, but I knew she blamed me for “driving” Amber away. I thought I saw through Amber’s scheme, only to know n
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    “What the fuck, you jerk!” Growling angrily, Hector gets up to his feet, his whole face red at the humiliation. He charges at Damon Dunn, who just remains where he is without a blink.And Hector stops in front of Damon Dunn, letting out another angry growl at the failed intimidation.Apparently, they both know who would win in a fight.“I thought so, too...dear LITTLE brother,” Damon Dunn snorts coldly. All simple words, but somehow he was able to infuse them with the vicious poison of humiliation, and that finally pushes Hector over the edge.“Fuck you!” Hector jumps at Damon Dunn, waving his arm to the heaviest as he could, but Damon Dunn dodges easily with a taunt--“Small swings, brother. I can see your punch from a mile away.”He talks casually without breaking a sweat, but at the same time he throws another heavy punch, exactly where he did before. Hector goes crazy and starts punching and kicking everywhere. They wrestle into each other and all the furniture around them. For a

  • I'm Done, Mr. Substitute   019 ???

    I watch the face I once loved barking words at me in the meanest way possible, and all the good memory of it seems like a dream that never existed.Am I the one who is at fault here? Maybe if a girl who is from a normal family, she would stop her wedding just to check on her beloved sister who fainted? I wouldn’t know, I never got that loving family.I guess at the end of the day, it was just an unfortunate coincidence.I put my wedding over my estranged sister’s life, and my fiancé put her safety over my humiliation.We both got what we chose. End of story.“You care about Amber more than you care about me, that’s all. So why don’t you just marry Amber and--” I see clearly now, and I want to end things on an understanding tone, but somehow the words hurt more when I say them out loud than when I cooked them up in my brain, and my tears beat my tongue to it.“Not this again, please!” Hector rolls his eyes to the back of his head, grunting like a trapped animal, “This is why I didn’t w

  • I'm Done, Mr. Substitute   018 Battle Armer

    Jeans. He brought me fucking jeans!If he wasn’t carrying two big boxes and a bag for the three pieces he so “kind-heartedly” fetched, I would really suspect that this is all just a huge prank on me.“...” I glare at him with a plaintive, desperate death stare.I just lost my will to live. Seriously.“Don’t look at me like that. These are good stuff, I swear!” He laughs, opening the boxes for me himself, “Rag & Bone. New season limited edition. Catalog one, page eight.”I know. I like their stuff. Quality is their thing.Amber likes the princess style, and she likes her stuff to be unique. So to avoid me and Amber sharing the same or even close-looking clothes, mother always goes to Rag & Bone for me.The question is, how did Damon Dunn know? And have a newest set at hand no less.“Bonus of having a little sister who asks me to buy her stuff all the time,” He smirks as he rips the bag right open, “I haven’t got time to give her these.”Well, there goes the chance to gift them again.“

  • I'm Done, Mr. Substitute   017 Trick The Devil

    Gripped by fear, I freeze, staring through the thin slit between the door right in front of my face as if I could see through wood. I can’t, but Hector is not coming in our direction; I can hear his steps.Letting out a long breath, I finally have some spare mind to realize the awkwardly intimate position we are in.Damon Dunn still has both his hands on me, and I can feel his muscled stomach against my back.Too close.I try to wiggle out, and by instinct, he tightens his arms.“Kitten, behave,” The man’s warning tickles my ear, “You keep squirming against me, and you will wake up something that you really don’t want to.”I could feel blood surging to the tips of my ears at the dirty indication. Thank God he didn’t turn on the light, or he would see them scarlet red.He can’t see, but I forgot, human has other senses--The man lets out a light chuckle, tilting his head a little in the dark, the tip of his nose brushes through my ear as if by accident. But I know he did that because h

  • I'm Done, Mr. Substitute   016 All On Him

    I’m having a serious introspection on the stunt I pulled on my wedding now, because I find myself stuck in a car, with a man I barely know, who required me to strip.Get my wedding ruined by Amber...or this?I didn’t think I would ever choose the first, but now I’m leaning toward.“You are kidding, right?” I glare at Damon Dunn, trying to see through his annoying smile of a mask.I can’t tell what this man is thinking. No one can. He can smile when he is angry, and he can maintain a cold face when he is not.“You gave me a problem, and I simply provided a solution,” The man shrugs, grinning at me.Yeah, I said I’m not wearing the appropriate dress for a formal dinner with my in-laws, and his “solution”, is telling me he has a dress prepared, in the back seat.We are literally parked in front of the manor right now! A few feet away from the living room! Where people are!How is me changing in his freaking car a solution to anything?!Besides, I used my inappropriate clothes as an excus

  • I'm Done, Mr. Substitute   015 The Same Father

    He, is, abundant. In all senses. He wasn’t lying about the showing off part.Just estates in the big apple, he has five. One manor in the suburbs and one penthouse in the city center, the location is more than what money can buy. Not to mention the stocks, bonds and all kinds of fancy words that basically just shout out “money”.I don’t really understand most of them, nor do I care, considering I’m not really sharing half of them. All the mountain of files gives me is dizzy head and fuzzy eyes as Damon Dunn flashes each of his trophies in front of me with a description--“Mostly birthday presents, some of them winning of bets,” he smirks visibly more when he said “winning of bets”, apparently the wins mean more to him than what he actually got, “...and prizes, too.”“Prize of what? What kind of prize could be called as ‘asset’--” I grab the last piece of paper in the “prize” pile, finally intrigued in all this tedious work, “100,000 dollars?! For--?!”“That’s nothing!” Damon Dunn robs

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