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Married the Right Billionaire, Now My Family Begs Me Back FOURTY FIVE
CHAPTER 45.“Tatiana!”The voice made Tatiana flinch. She hurriedly wiped her cheeks, which had grown hot, even though the tears hadn’t fully fallen. She didn’t want to look shaken.With her head held high, she faced the hardest thing of her day: Rafael Moreira.Rafael drew a slow, careful breath. He stepped closer and said, “I can... explain.”But instead of anger, a smile appeared on Tatiana’s lips. “There’s nothing you need to explain, Rafael.” She nodded slowly. “If you came here to visit our baby, ah, I mean... my baby, then yes, you can. I’ll give you some time.”And without waiting for a cue, Tatiana turned around, ready to leave the spot where she stood.“Giving time” seemed more suited to Tatiana than to Rafael. But letting a problem drag on was not what he wanted. He quickly caught Tatiana’s thin wrist and pulled her into his arms. The distance between them was only a few centimeters, enough for Tatiana’s nose to catch the sweet woodsy scent of Rafael’s cologne. Tatiana look
Married the Right Billionaire, Now My Family Begs Me Back FOURTY FIVE
CHAPTER 45.It was only a second. One long, cold second, in which he sat half-fallen on the sofa with another woman’s hands on his body and felt the whole world shift one inch in the wrong direction.Then he let go of Alma.Not let go. He flung her hand away, with one jerk, as if throwing off something dirty, and stood up in a single motion, so abruptly that Alma staggered backward and landed on the carpet, among the scattered rose petals.“Rafael!”“Get up.”His voice was very soft. That was what made Alma obey.She rose awkwardly, one hand holding her reddened wrist, her hair a mess, her cream coat slipping off one shoulder. Tears were still on her cheeks. But for the first time, Rafael looked at her completely unmoved, and he realized there was nothing sincere in any of it.“You hurt me,” said Alma, in a small, trembling voice.“I told you to stop.”“I only...”“I told you to get up, but look at you... you kept touching me.” Rafael looked at her straight on. His eyes were very dark
Married the Right Billionaire, Now My Family Begs Me Back FOURTY FOUR
CHAPTER 44.The next morning, the sun came early to the Moreira dining room, as if it, too, were pleased with the mood inside.Its light spilled across the white tablecloth, the silver teapot, and the toast no one had touched. At the far end of the long table, Viviane sat with a cup of coffee and a newspaper she wasn’t reading at all. She was watching her son.Rafael sat across from her, pouring coffee into a cup that was already full.“Rafael.”“Mm?”“Your cup is overflowing.”Rafael looked down. The coffee had indeed spilled into the saucer. He set down the pot, picked up a napkin, and wiped up the mess with great calm, as though nothing out of the ordinary had just happened.Viviane lowered her newspaper.“I’ve seen you sulk. I’ve seen you furious. I’ve seen you in a coma. But I have never seen your face look like that.”“Like what?”“Radiant.”“I’m not radiant.”“You’re lit up like a Christmas light.” Viviane took a sip of her coffee. “Claire, isn’t my son radiant?”In the corner
Married the Right Billionaire, Now My Family Begs Me Back FOURTY THREE
CHAPTER 43.The box of invitations was still in Oktavia’s closet, on the upper shelf, right next to a pair of white shoes she’d never worn.She’d been staring at it from her bed for a full half hour.Hundreds of cards in gold ink, with the names of two people who might never stand in front of the same altar. She’d tried calling Matthew three times that afternoon. Twice it went to voicemail. The third time he picked up, and his voice sounded like it was coming from the bottom of a really deep well.“I’m busy, Oktavia.”“Busy with what?”“Work.”“And your mom said we’d wait until things calmed down, and you said okay, and now it’s been three months and you never ask if I’m okay anymore.”“Are you okay?”“Don’t use that tone with me.”“What tone?”“The tone of someone asking because he was told to.”Silence. Then Matthew let out a breath, long and tired. “I’ve got to go.”The line cut off.Oktavia stared at her phone. The screen had gone dark. She didn’t throw it. She knew exactly how mu
Married the Right Billionaire, Now My Family Begs Me Back FOURTY TWO
CHAPTER 42.“Let me go,” said Tatiana, in a voice that was not convincing at all.“No.”“Rafael.”“I’m enjoying the view.”“What view? I’m wrapped in a blanket like a pastry.”“A very appealing pastry.”Tatiana shut her eyes, hoping the floor beneath her feet would open up and swallow her whole. It wouldn’t. She opened her eyes again and found Rafael still smiling, still sitting on the edge of the bed with the blanket tangled carelessly at his waist and his hair a mess, still holding her wrist in a grip she could break out of anytime, and that was the most annoying part of all.“The door’s locked,” said Tatiana, trying to get back to a safe topic.“I know. I’m the one who locked it.”“The key’s under the wardrobe.”“I know. I’m the one who threw it.”“Claire has a spare key.”“True.” Rafael nodded, very seriously. “Do you want me to call Claire now? So she can open this door and see us, you in a blanket, me with no shirt, clothes scattered all the way to the legs of the vanity?”Tatia
Married the Right Billionaire, Now My Family Begs Me Back FOURTY ONE
CHAPTER 41.Tatiana finally closed her eyes completely.She was no longer thinking about the locked door, the key lost under the wardrobe, or all the reasons she had prepared earlier to chase this man out. In her head there was only warmth left, and the sound of Rafael’s breath mingling with her own.One of Rafael’s hands rose from her waist, traced up her back, then touched the back of Tatiana’s head very gently. His fingers slipped into her hair. He held her head there, and the kiss grew deeper.Too deep.Tatiana blinked, her eyes opening. Her breath caught. There was a small, wary voice in her head, the one that had been with her since the day at the golf course, whispering that this was too fast, that she wasn’t ready, that she didn’t know whether she had the right to feel this warm. Her hand, still resting on Rafael’s chest, pushed. Not hard. Just enough to say wait.Rafael let go at once.No protest. No last pull. He only drew back the distance of one breath, his hand still behi
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