로그인**Nadia**I walked into Dominic's office at Marcello GlobalMy heels clicked sharp against the polished floor with every step. The document stayed folded tight in my hand. I did not knock. I pushed the heavy door open and stepped inside without slowing down. His assistant said something behind me, her voice rising at the end like a question. I did not turn around. The door shut with a soft click that cut off the sound of the outer office and left only silence.Dominic sat behind his massive desk. His jacket was on. Laptop open. The posture of a man in the middle of something that mattered. He looked up when the door opened and his eyes found mine across the room and for one single second something warm moved across his face. The thing he did not always catch in time. The thing I had spent weeks learning to recognize.Then he saw my expression.I crossed the room. Ten steps. Maybe twelve. My hand shook only once, a small involuntary tremor that moved through my fingers and was gone b
**Nadia** I stared at the contract. My fingers tightened around the paper until the edges bit into my palms. I read the first line. Then I read it again. The words did not change. They sat on the page clean and cold and perfectly still, the way a knife sits before it moves. *Priya Nair agreed to seduce Garrett Cole. On the eve of his wedding to Nadia Reeves.* She agreed to make sure I discovered them. I stopped. I made myself breathe. Then I kept reading. Payment confirmed. The large sum matched the receipt I had already seen. Wired one week before Vegas. One week before I stood outside that hotel suite and heard sounds I could not unhear. One week before my engagement ended and my life split open on a marble floor not so different from this one. I turned to the last page. Dominic Marcello's signature sat at the bottom. Bold. Unhurried. The kind of signature that belongs to someone who signs things without hesitation because they have never had reason to doubt their own decisi
**Nadia** I stared at the two pink lines. The test felt slippery in my damp palm. I blinked hard. The lines stayed exactly where they were. Positive. Clear and undeniable. I lowered myself to the bathroom floor. Cold marble pressed through my thin robe and into my skin. My back found the tub. I pulled my knees close to my chest and sat there. No shouting. No wild laughter. Only a heavy quiet that filled every corner of the room. Minutes slipped by. Ten. Fifteen. Maybe twenty. I did not move. The test stayed warm in my hand. My thumb kept brushing the plastic edge without thinking, the way you touch something to confirm it is real. Something tiny lived inside me now. Dominic's child. The thought sat deep in my chest. Warm. Heavy. Real in a way that the lines on the test were not yet real. I closed my eyes. The air conditioning hummed low above me. My breathing slowed until it matched the quiet room. Disbelief wrapped around me like a thick blanket. Not bad. Not good. Just there,
**Nadia**Three months of marriage felt like breathing for the first time.I woke to the smell of coffee and the soft clatter of Dominic in the kitchen. His warmth still clung to my skin. I stretched under the sheets, smiling before I could stop myself. Life had settled into something steady. Good. Mine.I walked into the kitchen barefoot. Dominic stood at the counter in gray sweatpants, hair still tousled from sleep. He looked different these days. Lighter. The tension that used to sit in his face had eased.When he saw me, his expression shifted. That private smile, the one meant only for me.“Morning, wife.”He pulled me in and kissed me slow. His hands settled on my hips like they belonged there. I kissed him back, tasting toothpaste and familiarity and something deeper that had grown between us.We still argued sometimes. Quick sparks over small things. But we never stayed apart. We always found our way back, closer than before.I poured coffee and opened my laptop at the island.
**Nadia**Dominic's hands moved over my skin like I was something sacred.We lay in the middle of the big bed. The sheets felt cool against my back. His body pressed warm and heavy on top of me. The wedding vows still echoed in my head. Cherish. Stay. Trust. Love. Tonight every touch felt like a promise kept.He kissed me slow. Deep. His lips trailed down my neck. My collarbone. The curve of my breast. I arched into him. My fingers slid into his hair. I felt powerful. Confident. The woman who had taught him to kneel now lay under him and knew exactly what she wanted.Dominic reached for the small bowl of ice on the nightstand. The cubes clinked softly. He picked one. His eyes met mine. This time the ice play felt different. Tender. Both of us fully present. No games of control. Just us.He dragged the ice cube across my nipple. Cold bit sharp. I gasped. The contrast with his hot mouth when he followed made me moan. He circled the tight peak. Sucked gently. The melt water ran down my s
**Nadia**The four of us stood in the private living room as the sun dipped low.No guests. No crowd. No flashing cameras. Just Dominic and me, Lisette and Raffael. A simple officiant spoke quiet words. The air felt thick with everything we had survived. My hands shook a little as I faced Dominic. He looked at me like I was the only light in his dark world.I breathed in deep. The scent of his skin mixed with the faint smell of fresh flowers Lisette had placed on the table. This was real. Small. Honest. The most honest thing either of us had ever done.Dominic took my hands. His palms felt warm and steady. His voice came low and rough when he spoke his vows."I promise to cherish you, Nadia. Not control you. Not own you. I will value every touch, every word, every moment you give me. You taught me what it means to feel. I will spend the rest of my life proving I learned the lesson."The words hit me straight in the chest. Raw emotion swelled inside me. Not tears of weakness. Tears of
My phone lit up with a message from a mutual friend. Priya wanted to meet. Alone. Coffee shop near the park. I stared at the screen for a long moment. Part of me wanted to delete it. Another part, the stronger part I had grown into, decided to go. I needed to face this.I walked into the coffee sh
I stood in the bedroom doorway, heart still racing from our charged conversation. Dominic watched me from the center of the room, his eyes dark with need and something deeper. The air felt thick between us. This time, I was not going to let him take control. I stepped inside and closed the door beh
**Nadia** I stood in the middle of the penthouse, arms crossed tight over my chest, staring straight at Dominic. The air still felt thick and heavy from our earlier fight, but I was done being quiet. I had walked out once. I had come back on my own terms. Now I was ready to change the rules com
The thick envelope sat on the table like a warning. No stamp. No sender. Just my name written in black ink. I tore it open and the photos spilled out. Pictures of Nadia. One showed her leaving the coffee shop with Raffael two days ago. Another caught her standing at the penthouse window, looking o







