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The feeling
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My Wife, My Blackmailer In this together
Louis’s POVShe didn’t say a word.Just stared at me, her eyes frozen wide. I couldn’t read her face. Couldn’t tell if it was shock or heartbreak or something in between. My heart pounded so loudly in my chest I was sure she could hear it.I waited.Waited for her expression to crack. For her to speak. For anything.But she just blinked, slow and heavy, as if the weight of everything had finally caught up to her.“I signed the papers,” I said again, softer this time, like maybe she hadn’t heard me right the first time. “Like you wanted.”My throat tightened, and I had to clench my jaw to stop the words from trembling. I didn’t want to sound broken. But I was.She still didn’t speak. Her fingers fidgeted on the sheets, twisting the fabric like it was the only thing grounding her. Her lips parted slightly, then pressed back together. Her eyes, red-rimmed and tired, locked onto mine, searching for something.What, I didn’t know.Forgiveness? Closure? Or maybe one last reason to stay.I
My Wife, My Blackmailer The pain
Evelyn’s POV“No, no, no… this can’t be real… Mom…” I wept.My body collapsed beneath the weight of the truth. The cold, sterile floor caught me as I broke, knees slamming down, arms wrapped around myself like I was trying to hold all my pieces together. My cries echoed off the morgue walls, raw, desperate, and endless.Then I felt it.Arms, strong and familiar, wrapped around me. Louis.He dropped to the floor without hesitation, gathering me into him like I was a fragile bird with broken wings. His chest rose and fell unevenly, his voice trembling as he whispered, “I’m here. Evelyn, I’m right here. I’ve got you.”I clutched at his shirt, burying my face into the fabric, sobbing so violently I could hardly breathe. “She’s gone… Louis, she’s really gone.”“I know, I know,” he murmured, pressing his cheek to the top of my head. “I’m so sorry.”We stayed like that, just us, huddled on a cold linoleum floor while the world around us froze in time. The officer in the room respectfully tur
My Wife, My Blackmailer Confirming the Unthinkable
Evelyn's POVI got up abruptly, my chair scraping against the tiled floor with a sharp screech. The sound pierced the air like my own awkwardness. I couldn’t stand being so close to him anymore, not with my heart pounding like this, not with the weight of his gaze still on me.I needed space.I needed to breathe.So, without saying a word, I turned away and walked toward the kitchen, anywhere that would place a wall between me and Louis. My steps were quick but uneven. My palms felt clammy. My skin too warm. I tried to focus on anything else, the counter, the shine of the faucet, the sunlight on the floor, but all I could feel was his eyes following me.Then I heard his footsteps. Steady. Approaching.“Evelyn…” his voice came gently from behind me.Before I could turn fully, I felt it, his hand, firm but careful, resting on my shoulder. It grounded me and rattled me all at once.I froze.Completely.My spine stiffened. My breath hitched. I stared blankly at the sink in front of me, af
My Wife, My Blackmailer The feeling
Evelyn’s POV I didn’t know why I was feeling this way for him.This way I didn’t want to feel.Not for Louis.Not for the man who made me question everything. Not for the man who cheated on me constantly. There's no way I still saw and liked him. I must be crazy to be feeling this way.My hands trembled as I sat there in his bed, his oversized shirt draped over my body like a soft, heavy reminder. It was way too big, falling halfway down my thighs, swallowing my frame completely. The cotton clung lightly to my skin, warm and freshly laundered, like him.And God help me… I kind of liked how it felt.I stared down at the fabric, pulling the collar gently up to my nose.His scent was still there.Clean. Masculine. Faintly spicy, like cedarwood and something else I couldn’t name. The kind of smell that made your stomach flutter even though your mind screamed at you to stop.I sat frozen on the bed, the silence around me buzzing with thoughts I couldn’t contain.This wasn’t my room.I was
My Wife, My Blackmailer Tangled Hearts, Tangled Sheets
Evelyn's POVI shoved him hard.“What the hell are you doing?” My voice cracked with fury, the words flying out before I could stop them. “What the heck do you think you’re doing?”Louis looked stunned for half a second. His lips were parted, his chest heaving from the kiss, or maybe from the shock of my reaction. He tried to rise, one hand braced behind him like he was going to stand, but instead, he grabbed my wrist again and pulled me back.And before I could stop it, my lips were on his again.Not softly. Not romantically.Just chaos.My eyes flung open, and I froze in horror. His lips were on mine, again, just because I’d lost my balance and fallen back onto him. Again.My heart slammed against my ribs like it was trying to claw its way out. I scrambled, trying to get off him, humiliation and heat crawling up my neck. “Get off—get away—” I pushed his chest, but he didn’t budge.Instead, he laughed.Laughed.His whole face lit up, like something beautiful had just happened. Like t
My Wife, My Blackmailer The revival hot kiss
Evelyn's POVI had told him I wanted a divorce. The words were sharp, deliberate, final. I watched them cut through the air and land between us like a shattered glass bottle, dangerous, irreversible.But the next thing he said?“I’ll go with you to the station.”And just like that, the air tightened again. My breath caught in my chest. I stared at him, stunned.Who the hell says that?Why didn’t he say, “I understand”? Why didn’t he say, “I’ll give you space,” or even just nod and walk away? Why couldn’t he accept it—that I didn’t want him anymore? That I needed out?Why does this man keep inserting himself into chapters I no longer want him to be part of?I don't want him. I don’t want us. Not the memories, not the guilt, not the weight of his presence that feels more like a chain than a connection.Why can’t he just see it?Why can’t he let me go?He stood there, like a shadow I couldn’t escape, eyes wide, brows furrowed. There was disbelief in his expression, like I had just spoken
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