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My Nemesis Became My Husband CHAPTER 34
NEVEAH The first morning of being married and employed by my own company began with a fight over the bathroom. Not a serious one. Not even an argument worth remembering. Just Sebastian standing outside the bathroom door at seven in the morning with the irritating calmness of a man who had apparently forgotten that other people existed. I opened the door halfway. He was already dressed. Dark trousers. White shirt. Jacket folded over one arm. His hair was neat, his watch already fastened, and he looked irritatingly prepared for the day. "You've been in there for twenty minutes." I stared at him. "Good morning to you too." "I have a meeting at eight-thirty." "So do I." "Then we're both late." "I wasn't aware the bathroom belonged to you." "It doesn't." "Good." I closed the door. His voice came through it. "We have two bathrooms." "I know." "Then why are you using mine?" I opened the door again. "Because mine is being cleaned." He stared at me. "By whom?" "I don
My Nemesis Became My Husband CHAPTER 33
NEVEAHReality returned approximately forty minutes after we landed.I should have known something was wrong when I saw all four parents waiting for us at the airport.Not one or two of them.All four.They were standing together near the arrivals area with the suspiciously cheerful expressions of people who had already agreed on something and had absolutely no intention of telling us what it was.I stopped walking.Beside me, Sebastian stopped too.He glanced at me, then at our parents."Do you see what I see?""Unfortunately."My father lifted a hand and waved as though this were a perfectly ordinary airport reunion and not the beginning of whatever parental conspiracy had been developing while we were on the other side of the world."Welcome home!"My mother reached me first and pulled me into a hug."How was the flight?""Fine.""Did you sleep?""A little.""Did you eat?""Yes.""Good. Come on. We're taking you home."I pulled back."Which home?"She smiled."Don't worry about tha
My Nemesis Became My Husband CHAPTER 32
SEBASTIANThe holiday was ending sooner than I expected.I realised it that morning while sitting on the terrace with a cup of coffee, staring at the stretch of ocean beyond the trees. Seven days had somehow passed without a board meeting, a financial report, a phone call demanding a decision, or someone from our families asking whether we had finally started behaving like a married couple. It had been seven days of beaches, long breakfasts, boat trips, arguments over absolutely unnecessary things, and one rather unwelcome reminder that privacy was apparently becoming a luxury even on a small island in the middle of nowhere.Across from me, Neveah was scrolling through her phone with an expression that suggested she was personally offended by whatever she was reading."Don't tell me you're working."She didn't look up. "I'm not.""You're staring at your emails.""I'm deleting them.""That's still work.""I'm deleting them because I'm not working."I considered that for a moment. "That
My Nemesis Became My Husband CHAPTER 31
SEBASTIAN I had spent most of my life learning how to recognise trouble before it arrived.Business taught me that.So did my family.Growing up as a Blackwood meant that privacy was rarely something you were simply given. It had to be protected. Every business decision could become somebody else's opportunity, every family disagreement could become gossip, and every public appearance had the potential to be photographed, interpreted and repeated by people who had never met you.Neveah understood that too.Which was why I knew the photographs would bother her more than she had let on.She had spent the entire walk back from the beach pretending she wasn't concerned. She had complained about my choice of holiday destination, blamed me for the photographs because I had chosen the island, and even managed to make a joke about checking for photographers before booking the next one.That was how Neveah dealt with things she didn't want people to see.She became sharper.More sarcastic.Mo
My Nemesis Became My Husband CHAPTER 30
NEVEAHI woke the next morning with the unpleasant realisation that I had agreed to spend two hours on a boat with Sebastian Blackwood.It sounded harmless when I had agreed to it the previous afternoon. At the time, I had been sitting beneath a tree with wet hair, sand still clinging to my feet, and absolutely no intention of thinking beyond the next meal. Sebastian had shown me the list of activities available at the property, and somehow, after rejecting almost all of them, I had agreed to the boat trip.I blamed the island.There was something about Príncipe that made ordinary decisions feel less important than they should. Back home, I would have considered the price, the schedule, the weather, the people involved and at least three possible things that could go wrong before agreeing to something as simple as a boat ride. Here, the ocean was blue enough to make common sense temporarily optional.I glanced at the clock.9:47.“Damn it.”The boat was leaving at ten-thirty.I shower
My Nemesis Became My Husband CHAPTER 29
Sebastian had known Neveah Sterling long enough to understand that peace around her was always temporary.It didn't matter where they were. London, New York, Lagos, a boardroom, a family dinner or the middle of an island where neither of them had a single business obligation waiting. Eventually, she would find something to argue about. If there was nothing worth arguing about, she would create something. He had once watched her spend twenty minutes during a university debate dismantling a point simply because the person making it had smiled too confidently. She had been sixteen. He had found it ridiculous then.He still did.Which was why he should have known better than to suggest lunch without first considering the possibility that she would object to the restaurant.“You're joking.”Sebastian looked up from the menu.Neveah was standing opposite him with her arms folded, staring at the table as though the food in front of her had personally offended her.“No.”“This is lunch?”“Yes
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