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Samantha K. WhyteHow are you all doing? Samantha here. Thank you for coming this far with me, Raees and Reid. Have fun reading.
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Seducing My Husband's Arch-enemy! In His Hands .
The office is dim now, most of the staffs have gone home, and the lunchtime passed ages ago, the blinds up there are half drawn, golden light spilling in faint streaks across the floor, into the office especially as it's facing the setting sun.The chaos of earlier feels like it belongs to another life, like it happened ages ago, with the way they are both so calm and moving like nothing happened, save for the bandage on Reid's hands. The shattered glass has been swept up, the security team dismissed. For the first time in what feels like days, there’s silence.Raees sits at her desk, a file open before her that she hasn’t turned a page of in twenty minutes. Reid’s sitting on the couch nearby, his hand freshly bandaged, his jacket draped carelessly over the armrest. The tension between them, that dense, unspoken weight that’s been there for weeks, finally feels lighter now that they've made up...Well, mostly. Almost fragile too, like it might break if either of them raises their voi
Seducing My Husband's Arch-enemy! You're Going to make me Like You...
The sun dips low outside, slanting through the half-drawn blinds of the safehouse, painting long golden stripes across the walls. The air smells faintly of something unfamiliar in these regions...Something as simple and stupid as food. Not the canned, stale crap they’ve been surviving on. Real food. Something warm, something alive and worth eating for the first time in a long time.Cecelia looks up from the paperback in her hand, blinking like she’s just realized she’s been pretending to read for the last fifteen minutes. Her focus shifts to the source of the sound, faint clattering, the dull scrape of metal against metal, a low grunt. She tilts her head, and her lips curve up.It’s Abel.And he’s cooking.“Unbelievable,” she mutters under her breath, setting her book aside, peeping at him from under the comforter blanket.She pads barefoot down the short hall, her curiosity piqued. The kitchen light spills out softly into the corridor, golden and warm. Abel’s standing at the coun
Seducing My Husband's Arch-enemy! From One Side to the Other...
The city doesn’t sleep on Friday nights, it purrs like a cat that's filled to the brim.Far below the glass wall of Nathaniel Brooks’s penthouse, Lagos glows like spilled gold. Streetlights bleed into the wet roads, car horns sound like a lazy symphony, and somewhere, music drifts up from a rooftop bar. It’s the kind of night that looks calm from above but is built on chaos underneath, much like Nathaniel himself.He’s half sprawled on a king-sized bed, the silk sheets tangled around his hips, shirt unbuttoned and clinging faintly to skin slick with sweat. The woman beside him, nameless and pretty in the dim light, lies on her side scrolling through her phone. Her perfume hangs thick in the air, something floral and expensive that doesn’t quite hide the scent of sex and smoke.Nathaniel’s cigarette burns low between his fingers, the orange tip a soft pulse in the dark.The phone buzzes on the nightstand.He glances at the screen. Aaron Lawson.A slow grin curves his lips as he sets t
Seducing My Husband's Arch-enemy! One Side to the Either
The city doesn’t sleep on Friday nights, it purrs like a cat that's filled to the brim.Far below the glass wall of Nathaniel Brooks’s penthouse, Lagos glows like spilled gold. Streetlights bleed into the wet roads, car horns sound like a lazy symphony, and somewhere, music drifts up from a rooftop bar. It’s the kind of night that looks calm from above but is built on chaos underneath, much like Nathaniel himself.He’s half sprawled on a king-sized bed, the silk sheets tangled around his hips, shirt unbuttoned and clinging faintly to skin slick with sweat. The woman beside him, nameless and pretty in the dim light, lies on her side scrolling through her phone. Her perfume hangs thick in the air, something floral and expensive that doesn’t quite hide the scent of sex and smoke.Nathaniel’s cigarette burns low between his fingers, the orange tip a soft pulse in the dark.The phone buzzes on the nightstand.He glances at the screen. Aaron Lawson.A slow grin curves his lips as he sets t
Seducing My Husband's Arch-enemy! Power Couple
The building is quieter now.The chaos that had erupted barely half an hour ago has been smoothed over by a crew of cleaners moving fast, sweeping up what’s left of shattered glass and scattered whispers. The lobby smells faintly of lemon polish and dust. The crowd that had gathered, employees, reporters, curious onlookers, has already been, very politely ushered out, though the silence they leave behind feels uneasy, like everyone’s just pretending not to have heard the sound of breaking glass echoing through the marble.Reid stands at the edge of it all, his right hand still bleeding through a rough bandage of gauze someone had found in a first aid kit. There’s blood on his cuff too, a dark smear that refuses to blend into the white fabric.He doesn’t flinch when Raees walks up beside him, only glances sideways once, briefly, then looks back toward the glass doors. They’ve already been replaced, new panes gleaming like nothing ever happened.“Ben,” he calls quietly, ignoring the thr
Seducing My Husband's Arch-enemy! Picking Sides...
The café smells like burnt sugar and cheap coffee, the kind of place that pretends to be warm while it’s really an island of strangers with their own problems. Aaron Lawson pushes the door open and the bell chimes a small, polite note that feels obscene against the rawness in his chest. He scans the room and finds Nathaniel Brooks exactly where he expects, by the window where he can always keep his eyes on things outside, and this time, he doesn't mind that, as his hands wrapped around a steaming cup, posture casual enough to make Aaron want to throw the mug through his face.Brooks looks up and, of course, he smiles like the man has all the time in the world. He sets his cup down as though he’s been waiting for Aaron to arrive for a friendly chat. Aaron crosses the café in three hard strides. The world narrows. The coffee steam blooms like a small, useless halo.“You think that was clever?” Aaron asks. His voice is low and even, but it’s a thin line stretched tight, he'd driven the
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