ANMELDENI married my Don husband, Ethan Solas, because of a family arrangement. What he didn’t know was that I’d harbored a long crush on him. He, on the other hand, had never sparked any interest in me. Today marked our third anniversary. After our usual, mechanical lovemaking, Ethan rolled onto his back, leaving me staring at the ceiling. He always treated it like a duty, nothing more. Then a sudden, intrusive voice pierced my mind: “Did Vivian reach her climax? Did I do well? Is it too soon for a second round? Am I desperate? She smells so good…I just want to devour her.” I froze, eyes turned and locked on Ethan’s bare back. Had I imagined it? Or had my icy, distant husband just confessed his wild, obsessive desire for me?
Mehr anzeigenVivian’s POVThe scream that followed nearly pierced my eardrums. “Are you joking? It can’t… it can’t be!”I couldn’t resist teasing. “Master, please help me. My wife has gone all cold on me…” I repeated one of Ethan’s thoughts, the same he had texted Katie.Katie froze—then, true to her quick-witted nature, she accepted it and emailed me the full chat history between her and Ethan.At the end, she begged me not to tell Papa and not to ask Ethan to return the money. Only when I agreed did she let out a relieved sigh and hang up.I saved the most representative messages.That evening, before bed, I opened them on my laptop and placed it in front of Ethan.“Perhaps you could explain these?”It was thrilling to see my cold, distant husband’s secret confessions laid bare. But some misunderstandings needed to be cleared face-to-face. Some relationships—especially ours—couldn’t survive with me only hearing his thoughts.What if one day I couldn’t hear them anymore? What if more misunderstand
Vivian’s POVEthan carried me all the way from the car to our bedroom. Then he went to the kitchen, talking about making some honey water to help me rinse away the alcohol.I lay back on the pillow, eyes closed, waiting for him.When I heard footsteps, I opened my eyes. Ethan stood at the doorway—his shirt soaked, hair damp and clinging to his cheeks, right hand holding a glass of honey water steadily.He paused for a few seconds, letting me take him in. The white shirt clung to his skin, almost completely see-through, outlining his chest and faintly revealing his eight-pack.After making sure I saw, he walked slowly over and handed me the glass. “Here you go.”I fought the urge to swallow, just staring at him. “What… happened?”“Some pipes exploded in the kitchen. But don’t worry—I’ve already taken care of it.”His inner thoughts laughed in my head: “Vivian couldn’t possibly think I wet myself on purpose. Does she like this? The PDF said women love it when a man’s shirt is wet, especi
Vivian’s POVBefore I could think further, my phone rang again. It was Papa. “V, there’s a small opening party at our club tonight. Can you go check it out?”I didn’t have a nine-to-five schedule, but I often helped Papa oversee parties and gatherings.Only after saying yes to Papa did I realize I had already agreed to Ethan’s dinner invitation.Ethan answered on the first ring. “What’s wrong?”“I have to oversee an opening party at the club. Maybe a rain check on dinner?”He paused only a second. “When will you be done? I can come pick you up.”“I’m not sure… maybe ten?”“Okay, text me when you’re done.”“No need. I can drive myself back,” I said automatically.“It’s no bother to pick you up,” he said, insistent, direct. “I’ll come when you’re done. Don’t worry about me.”There had been times before when Ethan offered to pick me up—I usually refused to avoid troubling him, and he always went along. This was the first time he insisted after I said no.Something felt… different.Then I
Vivian’s POVI swallowed hard, trying to process the out-of-the-box thought swirling in my head. Ethan caught me furrowing my brows. “What’s wrong? Something happened?”I cleared my throat and handed back his phone. “No… Just remembered Papa is probably asleep right now. I’ll call him tomorrow.”Ethan leaned back, phone in hand, as calm and unreadable as always. I stared at him, taking in his flawless posture, the dominance that radiated from every inch of him. And yet… this was the same man who had sought guidance from an online tarot-reading “master”—a pseudo-relationship coach.Worse, if my guess was right… that “master” was my sister.She was clever enough to pull off something like this. But the thing was that Katie had never been in a relationship. She called herself an adventurer, unready for any boyfriend, any girlfriend, any attachments at all.I glanced at Ethan again and sighed. First thing tomorrow: I would call my sister. Ask her directly if she had anything to do with th






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