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CHAPTER 40 PART 1
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2026-09-19 23:58:53
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My Abusive Ex Watched Me Marry His Stepbrother CHAPTER 41
(Lara's POV)I sat on the guest room floor with my back against the locked door, knees pulled to my chest, tears drying on my cheeks in salty trails I could not be bothered to wipe away.Stupid. Stupid, stupid, pathetic girl.I gave him everything. Not just my body, not just the shower and the bed and the sounds I made that I would never be able to unhear in my own memory. I gave him something worse. Something I swore I would never give another man after Maxton destroyed the first offering.I gave him hope.I let myself believe that the man who sat beside my bed for two hours watching me breathe was different from the man who told me I was nothing. I let myself believe that the panic in his voice when he carried me through the rain meant something real. I let myself believe that when he looked at me in the dark and whispered my name like it mattered, he actually meant it."Just a contract. Don't take it so seriously."The words played on repeat inside my skull, each repetition cutting
My Abusive Ex Watched Me Marry His Stepbrother CHAPTER 40 PART 2
The crack echoed through the bedroom. My head snapped sideways, and the sting bloomed across my cheek like a burn, sharp and immediate and entirely unfamiliar even after the third time she had done it."Was it fun?" Her voice shook with a rage so intense it vibrated through the mattress. "Was it fun sleeping with me while you had someone else the whole time?""What are you talking about?""Don't play dumb with me, Kyle!" She shoved the phone toward my face, the screen inches from my eyes. "Explain this. Explain it right now."I took the phone. The screen showed a gossip blog, the kind that thrived on celebrity scandals and manufactured outrage. The headline was bold, red, designed for maximum damage."Kyle Morrison Spotted With Mystery Woman: Is The Newlywed Already Cheating?"Beneath the headline was a photograph. Me, walking out of a restaurant, my hand on the lower back of a woman I did not recognize. Dark hair, elegant dress, her face turned just enough toward the camera to look i
My Abusive Ex Watched Me Marry His Stepbrother CHAPTER 40 PART 1
(Kyle's POV)I did not expect her to follow me into the shower.When I climbed out of bed at two in the morning, it was because lying next to her was torture in its purest form. Her body curled toward mine in sleep, her breathing soft and steady, her hair spread across the pillow in dark waves that caught the moonlight and made my fingers itch to touch them.She was supposed to be resting. The doctor told me to make sure she ate and slept and stopped doing anything strenuous. And here I was, the man responsible for a significant portion of her exhaustion, lying three feet away from her with a body that refused to cooperate with the rational part of my brain.So I went to the shower. Cold water. Distance. The physical equivalent of counting backwards from a thousand until the wanting subsided.Then she walked in. And the wanting did not subside. It detonated.Now she lay beside me in the dark, the sheets tangled around her legs, her skin still flushed and warm from the steam, and I cou
My Abusive Ex Watched Me Marry His Stepbrother CHAPTER 39 PART 2
"Your body knew." He pulled me gently, just enough to turn me back toward him. Water dripped from his hand onto my skin, warm trails running down my arm. "You've been tossing in that bed for an hour, Lara. I could feel the heat coming off you from three feet away.""That's not what was happening.""No?" He stepped closer, and the steam wrapped around both of us, warm and thick and smelling like his soap. "Then why are you standing in my bathroom at two in the morning wearing nothing but a t shirt and a blush that goes all the way down to your chest?"My face burned. He was right about the blush. I could feel it spreading across my skin like warm paint, crawling down my neck toward the neckline of the oversized shirt I had been sleeping in."I was going to take a cold shower," I whispered, and even I could hear how pathetic the excuse sounded."Cold showers are overrated." His free hand came up and brushed a strand of hair from my face. His wet fingers left a trail of warmth across my
My Abusive Ex Watched Me Marry His Stepbrother CHAPTER 39 PART 1
(Lara's POV)Sleep was impossible.Kyle lay on the other side of the bed, a careful distance between us, his breathing slow and steady like a man who had no trouble shutting his eyes and drifting off while the woman beside him was burning alive from the inside out.I stared at the ceiling with my eyes wide open, my body humming with a tension that had nothing to do with fear or anxiety or any of the emotions I had become an expert at managing over the past few weeks.This was different. This was hunger. Raw, physical, relentless hunger that started in my lower belly and radiated outward until my skin felt too tight for my body, until the sheets felt like sandpaper against my legs, until the sound of Kyle's breathing became the only thing I could hear in the dark room.I could feel the warmth of his body from three feet away. Not touching me. Not even close to touching me. But present, real, radiating heat like a furnace I was not allowed to stand near.The memories kept coming no matt
My Abusive Ex Watched Me Marry His Stepbrother CHAPTER 38 PART 2
"You're right. It was." He held my gaze without flinching. "But I still need to know you're safe. Not because of the contract. Because today when Marcus called and told me those women had you surrounded, and then when you collapsed in the rain, I realized that losing you would cost me something money can't replace."The words landed on my chest like warm hands pressing against cold skin. I wanted to push them away, wanted to dismiss them as another calculated move in the chess game he played with everyone around him.But his eyes were open. Unguarded. The Kyle Morrison who built walls around his emotions like fortresses had left the drawbridge down, and what I saw inside was not strategy or calculation.It was a man who was afraid of losing something he did not know how to hold."I don't want to be controlled anymore," I whispered. "By anyone. Not Maxton, not you, not a contract. I spent months living under someone's thumb, measuring my steps, timing my m
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