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Alessandro’s POV “You smell wonderful, my love,” I muttered, pressing my nose to the crook of her shoulder, to inhale lungful of her pleasant, comforting scent.Huffing, she said. “I literally haven't taken a shower since I got back from work, and smell of antiseptic and probably blood.”“Nah, your scent is perfect,” I confessed, pulling her closer to me, and roping my hand around her small waist.My wife and I were basking in each other's warmth on a double swing chair on the balcony of our house.The twins were currently at Grandma's place for the weekend, so Catherine and I were the only ones at home.Today also happened to be our household staffs’day off.“So you love the smell of antiseptics, I didn't realize you had found a new fetish, or do you have a hospital kink?” Catherine teased, to which I chuckled.“Maybe, maybe not.”“Weirdo,” She huffed, and I leaned in to press a kiss to her cheek.“Only for you, my heart.”Darting me a done look, she said. “By the way, the strangest
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Catherine’s POV “Do you care for pizza rolls?” Owen asked me, as I followed him into his newly-decorated kitchen.We were finally done decorating his house, and the outcome was perfect, just like I had expected.After some discussion with me, he had decided to go for a cozy yet minimal interior design, because he hatef flashy and obnoxious aesthetics.Thus, the walls of his apartment were painted white to complement the matte grey of all his furniture and window blinds.The whole place looked nice, like it was straight out of a Pinterest board.“You finally learnt how to cook,” I smiled, taking my seat on the kitchen island, while he donned a black apron.I could vividly remember how he used to shy away from the kitchen while we were in the orphanage, after he mistakenly burnt his palm by taking cake out of the oven, without cladding his hands in mittens.That incidence had given him some sort of PTSD, and ever since then, he never stepped into the kitchen again.He huffed but nodded
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Alessandro’s POV “You are welcome to our humble abode,” Catherine grinned from ear to ear, as Owen stepped into the house, while scanning around him, completely in awe.“This is everything but humble, Cathie. You live in a palace.” Owen mused before steering his focus to me. “It's nice to finally meet you, Alessandro.” He said, outstretching his hand.Clasping his hands with mine in a handshake, I nodded. “Same here, Owen.”Owen was tall, but I was taller by some inches and more muscular than him. His hair was brown and he had a set of kind, hazel eyes.Pulling his hand away, his eyes gaped. “Shit, I forgot the wine in the car. I'll be right back in a jiffy. Please excuse me.”Before Catherine and I could react, he had bounded out of the house.“Owen is such a funny case, isn't he?” My wife nudged me, and although I didn't agree with her, I nodded in affirmation.I couldn't understand how being forgetful was funny, if anything, it was dumb.Get a grip, Alessandro, a voice from within
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Catherine’s POV “So, I met someone,” Owen divulged, as he placed his suitcase on the sofa, before plopping onto an armchair nearby.Sitting on the armchair, my eyes gaped in a mix of surprise and glee. “Really? That's great to hear. Does she also work at the hospital?”“Yes, she's a dental nurse,” He said, reclining on the armchair. “She's really pretty and small, like an adorable bean. It's been barely forty eight hours since I saw her yet I'm so enthralled by her. Isn't it weird? I mean, for the past ten years, I haven't felt something so intense for a woman.”“That's great and not weird at all,” I said, smiling.“See, I told you that your special person will come when it's time, and you're already so smitten by her. That's cute.”“Yeah,” He beamed. “I'm thinking of taking her to the Michelin star restaurant downtown. I was initially planning on taking her to a seafood restaurant but she told me that she's allergic, so change of plans.”“What's her name?” I asked.“Lana,” He replie
My Billionaire Ex-Husband Wants Me Back Rescued
Alessandro’s POV “Good morning, sir,” Marco greeted me, as he walked into my office, clutching an iPad to his chest.“Morning,” I looked up from my MacBook. “Anything new?”“Yes, sir. I finally got something on Owen Garcia,” He divulged. “And it's bad. Really bad.”Immediately, I flapped mu device shut as all my attention was fixated on Marco.Although, I didn't find Owen that suspicious anymore, I still asked Marco to gather information about him for me, so as to be sure that he was as thoroughly pristine and perfect as he seemed outwardly.And now, Marco was saying he had found something bad.“Go on.”“Owen Garcia is a registered sex offender in New Zealand,” He divulged, and my jaw dropped, as I sprang up from my seat.“What? Are you sure you got information on the right Owen Garcia?” I asked, in utter disbelief.Owen, as in my wife's close friend of over a decade was a sex offender?“Yes, sir. I even crosschecked several times to be sure because I also couldn't believe it myself
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Catherine’s POV The veins at my temples throbbed with an intense ache, as blinding rays of the sun shone on my closed eyes, causing me to instinctively reach beside me, to bury my face in Alessandro's massive biceps.However, I was stunned when I realized that the other side of the bed was not only unoccupied but also cold.Winking an eye open, I looked around the room, and let out a sigh of relief upon discovering that I was in mine and Alessandro's bedroom.I was about to sit up and recall how I had ended up in bed after work, when I felt someone grab my hand, forcing me to squeeze my eyes open.“You finally came to, baby,” Alessandro said, worry evident on his handsome face. “How are you feeling right now?”“My head hurts and my throat feels dry,” I croaked out, as he caressed the back of my hand softly, then pressed a kiss to it.“I'm so sorry this is happening to you, my love,” He said, pressing my palm to his cheek. “I'm sorry, baby. Please forgive me, I'll do a better job of p
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Owen’s POV“You are hereby sentenced to fifty five years in prison with no possiblity of parole. Your license to practice as a neurosurgeon and medical doctor has also been permanently revoked.” The judge spat, glaring at me with disgust. “Court dismissed.”With that, she grabbed her folder of documents and walked to the backroom.My eyes searched the sea of audience who had come to watch my sentencing, and my blood boiled with fury.Catherine and Alessandro were nowhere to be found. That stupid jerk called Alessandro must have talked her into not showing up for me.I knew Catherine like the back of my hand because we had grown up together at the orphanage. And I knew she'd have forgiven me if I had begged her. However, that I couldn't even do because she kept declining my plea to see her.“Fucking hell,” I muttered underneath my breath, as a smile crept up my face.Instead of feeling sorry for my actions, I felt emboldened and amused.So what if I had almost raped Catherine? At least
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Catherine’s POV “Hi, baby,” Alessandro's husky baritone wafted into my ears, as I placed my phone on speaker mode.I was currently lying on our bed, donning one of his favourite shirts, a shirt I had gotten him as a wedding present, with thongs.My husband was currently on a business trip in Texas. He had been gone for five days now and was due to return in three days, and to say I missed him was pure understatement.Waking up to his side of the bed getting colder as the days flew by stirred a pit of misery within me.It felt like I could barely function without him, as I was also on a work leave currently.“Hi,” I responded. “How was your day?”“It was good, yours?” He asked. “Have you eaten yet? Did the twins behave well? Do they miss me? Do you miss me?”Smiling, I nodded even though he couldn't see me. “Yes to all your questions. I miss you babe.”“Yeah?” His voice dropped to a dangerously low octave that turned me on in one second.“Yes,” I forced out, placing my phone beside me
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