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What Gail Knows

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~Julian~

I told myself I was visiting Gail because I hadn't seen her in three weeks.

That was true. It was also not the reason.

She was in her apartment in the West Village, which she had decorated with the specific, confident chaos of someone who had excellent taste and no interest in anyone else's opinion of it, art everywhere, books in every available space, and the particular warmth of a home that was actually lived in rather than arranged to look like it was. She made tea without asking an
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  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    The Wrong Target

    Katia’s POVI woke up to Julian’s phone buzzing like crazy on the nightstand. It wouldn’t stop. Whatever it was, it wasn’t waiting for us to finish sleeping.He grabbed it without even opening his eyes properly. The second the screen lit up his face, his expression changed. Confusion first. Then something sharper.“What?” I asked, sitting up against the pillows.“Zane,” he said, already sitting up and scrolling. “You need to see this.”He turned the phone toward me.TESSA STERLING UNMASKS CATWOMAN. GAIL WINDSOR IDENTIFIED AS UNDERGROUND RACING PHENOM.I stared at the headline. My stomach dropped hard. It had nothing to do with the pregnancy and everything to do with the photo underneath it. A grainy still of Gail disappearing into the crowd right when the cars lined up at the start. Next to it, another photo of her showing up near the same spot minutes after the race ended, mid-conversation with someone just out of frame.“She thinks it’s Gail,” I said slowly.“She thinks it’s Gail,”

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    Winner’s Reward

    Katia’s POVI lay on my side facing him, the sheets still warm from everything we had already done downstairs and in the shower. My body felt heavy in the best way—used, satisfied, but nowhere near finished. The race still hummed under my skin. Winning always left me like this: restless, hungry, needing something only he could give me.I looked at him. Really looked.Julian’s hair was damp from the shower. A faint red mark from my nails sat on his shoulder. His eyes were half-lidded, lazy and dark, the way they got when the edge had been taken off but not completely.“I saw what you did there,” I said.He turned his head on the pillow. “Did where?”“The race. You could have won. But you made me win on purpose.”A slow, crooked smile pulled at his mouth. He didn’t deny it. Instead he shifted down the bed, settled between my legs, and pressed an open-mouthed kiss right over my cunt through the thin sheet. The heat of his breath made me twitch.He looked up at me, lips still close enough

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband     After the Finish Line

    Julian’s POVThe adrenaline still hadn’t left either of us.Katia was still in the leather jacket she’d raced in, cheeks flushed, eyes bright in that dangerous way that only came after she’d won something she wasn’t supposed to risk. We were on the couch. I had pulled her against me, careful of the small curve of her stomach, and she had laughed against my mouth like the laugh itself was a dare.“You’re still vibrating,” she said.“So are you.”She swung a leg over my lap and sat down hard, grinding against the front of my pants until I hissed. The jacket creaked when she shrugged it off. Underneath she still wore the black racing top, damp at the neck from heat and sweat. I dragged it up and over her head. Her bra followed. Her tits spilled into my hands, heavier already, nipples tight and dark.I sucked one into my mouth without asking. Katia’s head fell back. Her fingers dug into my hair and held me there while I licked and bit and sucked the other one just as hard. She was already

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    The Race

    Julian’s POVThe location dropped four hours before the race. Same coded shit as always. Some abandoned waterfront road in Brooklyn. Wide enough to go fast, quiet enough that the cops wouldn’t show up too quick, close enough that half the city’s underground racing crowd could get there in an hour.We didn’t all arrive together. Marcus and I planned that days ago. No big family entrance. Nothing that screamed, "Look at us.”Grandma Celeste got there first. Her own car, her own driver. She sat in a folding chair like she was at a fucking concert instead of an illegal street race. Gail showed up next with Aiden on her hip even though the kid kept saying he could walk. His eyes went huge the second he saw the cars and the crowd.David and Martha came after that. Still clueless. They thought this was just some family outing to support Katia while she was pregnant. Grandma had sold them that story after the whole Delia mess, and they bought it. They had no idea the woman they came to cheer

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    A Family Affair

    ~Julian~I gathered the family that evening, Grandma Celeste seated in her usual chair, Gail perched on the arm of the sofa, the weight of what I needed to ask them settling into the room before I had said a single word."Katia wants to race," I said. "Against Tessa Sterling. She needs our help."Grandma Celeste's expression did not change, but something in her posture straightened, the way it always did when a situation required her full attention."Help how?" she asked."I need everyone present at the race," I said. "All of us. It provides cover and confuses the narrative Tessa is trying to build around who Catwoman actually is."Gail's brow furrowed."I will bring Aiden," she said, then paused, her expression shifting into something more careful. "Is it safe, Julian? For Katia to race while pregnant. What if someone sees who she is, or even if they do not recognize her face, what if they see the bump and put the pieces together themselves?""That is exactly why we want every Windso

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    Husband Duties

    ~Julian~I drove to Zane's place that evening without calling ahead, needing somewhere to think that was not my own house, and found Sam already there when he opened the door, the two of them sitting on his balcony with drinks in hand."You saw the challenge," Zane said, before I had even fully stepped inside."I saw it," I said."And Katia," Zane asked."She wants to race," I said.Zane was quiet for a moment, studying my face with the kind of assessment he usually reserved for board decisions rather than personal ones."You are here because you want Sam to talk her out of it," he said finally.I did not deny it. "Yes," I answered.Zane leaned back in his chair, something almost amused crossing his face. "You are late," he said. "Katia already gave Sam the details this morning. Whatever operation is happening, Sam has already agreed to run it."I turned to look at Sam. "You are helping her with this?" I asked."I am helping her," Sam confirmed, unbothered by the accusation in my tone

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    Thrown into the Streets

    ~Katia~“Get out!” my mom screamed, her voice tearing through the hallway like a bomb going off in a small room.The sound hit the walls and bounced back so violently, like the house itself was flinching. Even the air felt startled, buzzing with the kind of tension that makes your skin crawl. My he

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband     Pregnant

    ~Katia~I woke up to the sour taste of bile creeping up my throat, and my legs threw me out of bed before my brain could even catch up. The morning light seared into my eyes like punishment, and I stumbled across the cold floor, my feet slapping against the wood, straight into the bathroom. My knee

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    I will cum inside you

    ~Katia~"Do you know how hard I've been holding myself?" I didn't answer because all I wanted was to get laid. I could still feel the ache between my legs. He carried my bridal style and led me to his hotel room. "Now, I can fuck you however I want because you are now my wife, princess." The room

  • My Accidental Billionaire Husband    The Racer and the Popped Cherry

    ~Katia~Vegas heat hit me like a wave the second I stepped off the private jet. The runway shimmered under the late afternoon sun, and I squinted past my sunglasses, already half-listening to the ping of updates on my encrypted racing burner phone. Six hours before the race, and my heart was alread

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