ログインJaydon When Anna handed me the wrong file for the second time, I could feel my patience snap. I tried to hold back, tried to keep my cool, but I couldn’t stop myself from slamming my fist on the desk. The pen on the desk rolled off with a soft clink as Anna flinched back, eyes wide in fear. First, she messed up my coffee order, and now this. Wrong file, again. Was the universe trying to ruin my day? Because it sure felt like it.Isayanna had asked me a ridiculous question this morning, just as I was getting ready to leave for work—who was Hera? Who the hell did she think she was, asking me that? It burned me up just thinking about it. I didn’t even know how she had learned about Hera, and honestly, I didn’t care. I wasn’t interested in finding out. But I was damn sure upset that she even brought her up. She had no right to ask about Hera. No one did. Just because I was polite with her didn’t mean she could dig into my personal life like that. Was it because I’d asked her some qu
Jaydon When I step out of the bathroom, my eyes immediately land on Isayanna still curled up on the bed, sound asleep. I can’t help but wonder when she will wake up. There are things I need to ask her—questions I meant to ask last night. But as I stepped out of the restroom, I found her deep in slumber. It’s almost funny how quickly she falls asleep. Like it’s nothing for her to slip into it, no matter the time. I shift my gaze away from her peaceful form, tucked in tight like she’s trying to hold on to warmth. I walk toward the wardrobe, reaching for a change of clothes. I pull out a black jacket, a pair of black jeans, and a white long-sleeve shirt, then carry them back to the bed. But just as I’m about to set them down, I notice Isayanna stirring in her sleep. She yawns loudly without even trying to cover her mouth. I stop for a second, watching her. She stretches her mouth wide, eyes still closed, before finally blinking them open. When her gaze meets mine, she scrambles to
Isayanna It was Adrianna Vineyard.That was the name of the wine Jaydon poured when Christian and his wife came over for supper three nights ago.I was lounging on the sofa, my legs crossed, a book in my right hand, and my back comfortably resting against the cushions. Taking a sip of the wine, I let out a soft groan of satisfaction before placing the glass back on the coffee table with a contented sigh.I really like this wine. The flavor is a bit unusual, but I can't say for sure why. Maybe it’s because I haven't tried many wines, and this one’s just different. Who knows? Maybe if I try a few more types, I'll find one that I like just as much, or even more.But for now, this wine is perfect. It’s going to be my go-to whenever I sit down with a book. There’s something about it that makes me feel... relaxed. At peace.Reading does something amazing for me. It helps me escape into a world of my own making, a world filled with love, laughter, joy, and endless happiness. A far cry from
JaydonIn just a few hours, I went from calling Isayanna a loose woman for dressing that way around the house—when I had no idea she was just heading to the pool with a towel—to feeling like a complete jerk. My feelings shifted so quickly it almost felt like whiplash.I’m still sorry, and honestly, I want to do everything I can to make her forget what I said. It was a stupid insult, and I don’t even know what made me say it. She isn’t my real wife, so what right do I have to speak to her like that?If this were a real marriage, it wouldn’t have been insulting. But it’s not. It’s just on paper.She has somehow made me feel bad for her, for reasons I can’t even explain. She accepted this marriage because it was what she needed at the time, but I still don’t understand why I feel guilty. I remember her saying something about love during dinner with Alejandro, and it’s been bugging me ever since. What did she mean? Does she want to go to Verona to find a man who actually loves her? Why c
Isayanna I still couldn’t believe it—Alejandro and I had talked through the entire dinner, and beyond, and I honestly found myself enjoying his company more than I expected.It was strange, but his presence had really lifted my mood. After everything with Jaydon, I needed that. Funny thing, though, I didn’t even know why I had been so upset with Jaydon. I should have seen what happened tonight coming. In fact, I’d probably been setting myself up for disappointment. But the blow still stung, and I couldn’t shake that sense of betrayal.Normally, I’m pretty uncomfortable around strangers, but Alejandro was different. It was like he had this effortless way of making me feel at ease. There I was, telling him things I wouldn’t usually share with anyone. And it wasn’t just because we had been talking all evening. There was something about him—his vibe, I guess—that made me want to open up, even from the very beginning.Maybe it was his free-spirited energy that made me feel free, too. I di
Jaydon Isayanna’s hands are clenched into tight fists, her nerves written all over her body language, as the car comes to a stop in front of the restaurant. It’s one of those large, imposing places that feel more like a statement than a dining spot. This is where we’re meeting Alejandro for dinner.He couldn’t make our 2 p.m. meeting, so he called earlier and suggested this instead—an evening dinner at a nice Italian place, with my wife included. I can’t help but think this is his way of officially meeting her, of sizing her up. Alejandro has always been a friend, but he was also one of the many people pushing me to get married. Back then, he even suggested his sister. I’d shut that down before it went anywhere. Told him outright I wasn’t interested.Now, here we are. He finally gets to meet Isayanna, and part of me really wants him to be impressed. I even tried encouraging her to dress nicely for tonight—not in a pushy way, but more like a suggestion. Still, the guilt from earlier e







