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Chapter 13: The Spin
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"You really don’t know how to work a coffee maker, do you?"Adrian’s dry voice floated into the kitchen just as Naya poured water into the machine, her fingers fumbling over the buttons.She shot him a glance over her shoulder and arched one brow."And you really don’t know how to keep quiet before I’ve had my caffeine," she quipped back.He leaned against the doorframe, arms folded, watching her with faint amusement. His tie was already knotted, suit immaculate, yet his hair still looked just a little mussed from the night before.She, on the other hand, was barefoot, swimming in one of his crisp white shirts, sleeves rolled clumsily above her elbows. The hem brushed her thighs as she moved, and she caught the way his eyes followed her legs when he thought she wasn’t looking."You wear that better than I do," he remarked lazily."I know," she replied without missing a beat, finally hitting the right button and stepping back as the machine whirred to life.He chuckled under his breath
Not His Wife Anymore Chapter 13: The Spin
The Carter Industries file sat open on the desk like a quiet accusation.Naya sat stiffly in the leather chair of Adrian’s study, her legs crossed tightly, her fingers digging crescents into her knees. The soft tick of the clock was the only sound in the room as she stared down at the damning letterhead.The words blurred as her mind spun.He defended him. All this time… he was working for Daniel.The door opened behind her.Adrian stepped in, rolling his cuffs back into place, his dark green eyes lifting to meet hers immediately. He froze mid-step when he saw her face.His eyes dropped to the file on the desk.Then back to her.His jaw tightened, just faintly, before he set his hands casually on the edge of the desk and leaned in."You’ve been busy," he murmured.Naya’s fingers gripped the arms of the chair."You worked for him," she said, her voice low and shaking. "You defended him."The silence stretched long.And then Adrian chuckled softly."Is that what you think?" he asked, st
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"Try not to look so nervous," Adrian murmured as the elevator doors slid open.Naya shot him a sharp glance, clutching the strap of her handbag tighter. "I’m not nervous."She'd agreed to go with him to his office to go over the case. But she was nervous because she'd grown quite popular on social media ever since her arrest and Daniel's engagement.His smirk was faint, but infuriatingly knowing. He didn’t say anything else as he stepped out first, the faint click of his shoes echoing off the marble floors of Wolfe & Associates’ towering downtown office.The space was coldly elegant—glass walls, sleek black leather, chrome fixtures. And quiet. Too quiet, as every head in the reception area turned when they saw Adrian stride in… with her.He didn’t even slow."Morning," he said curtly to the staff, not breaking stride. "This is Ms. Rivera. She’s consulting on a case. You’ll extend her every courtesy."Naya caught the faint surprise in the eyes of the perfectly groomed associates they p
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"Hello?"Her voice cracked as she pressed the phone to her ear, her other hand clutching the sheet against her chest. She'd woken up to a missed call from Daniel.Naya knew she shouldn't have called back…but she wanted to. For closure.On the other end, Daniel’s voice came through. Detached. Impatient."Naya. You called back. That was… unexpected."Naya’s throat tightened. "You called me first.""I did," he admitted easily. Then, after a beat: "Wanted to make sure you got the news in time. Wouldn’t want you blindsided when it hits the papers."Her stomach twisted.And then she heard it—faint but unmistakable, behind his words. Chloe’s laugh. Light, syrupy, like honey over poison.Naya’s breath hitched, but she forced herself to stay still."Naya?" Daniel prompted. "You there?"She couldn’t. Not another word. Not with Chloe’s giggle bleeding through the line like a knife to the ribs.Her thumb slammed the call end button, and the silence in the room swallowed her whole.The phone clatt
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"You’re quiet."Adrian’s voice cut through the dim glow of the penthouse, low and smooth, as Naya stared blankly out the window at the city lights below."I’m fine," she replied, too quickly, her arms folded across her chest.He leaned against the marble island behind her, swirling a glass of scotch, studying her like a puzzle he already knew the solution to."You’re lying. Badly," he said after a beat."Why do you care?" she snapped, still not turning around.He let out a soft laugh, dark and amused. "Because you look like a woman trying not to fall apart. And because I just got this."When she finally turned, his phone was in his hand, the screen glowing with a news article. She stepped closer, hesitant, then impatient, and froze when she saw the headline:“Carter Heir to Wed Longtime Family Friend Chloe Winslow: Engagement Announced at Charity Gala”A glossy photo showed Daniel in his designer tuxedo, Chloe draped on his arm in a shimmering gown, both of them smiling as though noth
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"Smells like Paris up here."Naya’s voice was quiet as she stepped barefoot onto the rooftop terrace, the morning air cool against her legs beneath the silk robe. Adrian glanced up from his file at the sound of her voice, one corner of his mouth curling into that infuriatingly self-assured smile."Does it?" he replied, setting his espresso cup down and leaning back casually in his chair. The top two buttons of his crisp white shirt were undone, a hint of sun-kissed skin visible. "Funny. I was thinking more like Rome. Morning’s still soft. City hasn’t started pretending yet."Naya rolled her eyes faintly but couldn’t stop herself from glancing at him longer than she meant to. He noticed—of course he noticed—and his smirk deepened."You’re staring.""You’re imagining things," she shot back, smoothing her hair behind her ear as she approached the table where a tray of golden croissants and tiny jars of jam awaited. "I just didn’t expect… this.""This?" He arched a brow, closing the file
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