INICIAR SESIÓNJake pulled back, but Naomi surged forward, her breath smelling of tequila as she chased his lips. He pressed a hand against her shoulder to create distance.“That’s enough. You’re drunk,” he said, his voice flat. “I didn’t come here for this.”Naomi’s lips curled into a slow, lazy grin. “Why not, baby? Just like old times.”Jake opened his mouth to retort, but the words died. Over Naomi’s shoulder, his gaze locked onto Anna. His heart hammered against his ribs—she was standing perfectly still, her eyes wide.“Anna,” he whispered.The moment he moved, Anna spun around and disappeared into the pulse of the party.“Anna, wait!” he yelled, lunging forward, but Naomi’s fingers clamped around his wrist like a trap.“What do you think you’re doing?” Naomi’s voice sharpened, her playful haze replaced by a jagged edge. “Don’t tell me you’re actually going after her.”Jake looked at Naomi, really looked at her, and saw the calculated gleam in her eyes. “You knew,” he hissed, his jaw tight. “Yo
A golden ray of sunset poked through the window, stinging Anna’s eyes. She blinked them open, a sleepy, satisfied smile tugging at her lips. Feeling a weight against her side, she felt for the hand wrapped around her waist.The smile died.The hand wasn't the heavy, familiar grip she expected. It was small—tiny, even. Anna flinched, her heart hammering against her ribs. She turned slowly, finding only a mound of blankets. With a trembling breath, she peeled back the duvet. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head.“Surprise!” baby Lyla squealed, her grin revealing a few missing teeth.Anna scrambled backward, Tangled in the sheets, she tumbled off the bed and hit the floor with a thud. Lyla’s excitement vanished, replaced by a pout. “Did I scare you?” she asked, her voice dropping to a worried whisper.Anna scrambled up, tugging at her clothes to make sure she was decent. “I… I… how did you get in here?” she stuttered.Lyla pointed a chubby finger. “Through that door.”“Where is Anthony
A slow smile spread across Anthony’s lips as he watched Anna’s dress pool at her ankles. He didn't just look; he worshipped, his gaze tracing her like she was the first beautiful thing he’d ever seen. Anna caught the heat in his eyes and smirked, her fingers reaching back to unhook her bra. As it fell, Anthony’s teeth sank into his lower lip, a visible twitch jumping beneath the fabric of his shorts. He scanned every curve, his eyes dark and starved, devouring her until the last of her lace hit the floor.“Come here,” he rasped, his voice thick and demanding.Anna’s smirk deepened. She shook her head slowly, holding his stare. Holding his gaze, she licked the tip of her finger and began to swirl it over one nipple, watching him watch her. Anthony swallowed hard, his throat tight as he watched the peak harden under her touch. When she cupped both breasts, offering them to his eyes, he let out a jagged breath.“Please... come here,” he practically begged.Anna let out a soft, knowing sc
Anna’s eyes locked onto Elena’s. Elena didn't just walk in; she swaggered, a sharp, jagged smile cutting across her face that screamed trouble.“What a performance, don't you think?” Elena’s voice dripped with mock delight.Anthony’s knuckles turned white as he balled his hands into fists.“You introduce her to everyone as your girlfriend,” Elena continued, her voice rising to reach every corner of the room. “But why don’t I, your wife, get that same treatment?”The room exploded into frantic whispers. Necks craned and eyes darted between the three of them. Elena soaked it in, chin held high. “Since we’re doing introductions: I am Elena Jeffery, Anthony’s wife. And that woman over there? She's just the mistress.”Standing off to the side, Becky didn't hide her triumph; a slow, dark smile spread across her lips.Anthony reached out and gripped Anna’s hand. She flinched at the sudden touch, her breath catching, but he turned to her with a soft, steady smile. It was a silent promise: I’v
The rain hammered down, turning the street into a grey blur. Anthony’s hands shook as the umbrella slipped from his grip, clattering onto the ground. He didn't reach for it. Instead, he pulled Anna closer, her body trembling against his chest.“It’s all over, Anthony,” she choked out. Her voice was thin, nearly swallowed by the roar of the downpour.“Look at me, Anna.” He cupped her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. Her eyelids were swollen and bloodshot, and the rain lashed against her skin. “I am here. I won’t let anything else go wrong.”She didn’t answer; she just sobbed harder. Anthony didn't waste another second. He turned his back to her and crouched low. When she didn't move, he reached back, took her hands, and draped them over his shoulders. He hoisted her up, locking his grip around her legs.He marched through the water toward the car. Two guards scrambled toward them, umbrellas held high, but it was useless—the water had already claimed them. Anthony ignored the guards,
Naomi froze, the blood draining from her face as her gaze locked onto Anna. Her eyes darted frantically toward the corner where Elena had just disappeared, her chest heaving with a silent prayer that the shadow hadn't been noticed."A-Anna? What are you doing here?" The words caught in her throat, a jagged, stuttering mess that she tried desperately to smooth over with a forced breath.Anna didn’t answer immediately. She stood there, looking smaller than usual, her fingers twisting the hem of her shirt. When she finally spoke, her voice was a fragile thread."I... I came to see you," Anna whispered. She looked up, her eyes wide and searching. "You didn’t return any of my calls. You moved houses and didn't even give me the address. Why did you go quiet on me, Naomi? It’s like you just... vanished."She tried to steady her voice, but the tremor in her chin betrayed the ache in her chest."I misplaced my phone, okay? I would’ve called," Naomi replied, her face twisting into a tight, awkw
"The all-powerful Anthony Jeffery!" Luca threw his arms wide as Anthony stepped into the velvet-lined VIP section. A smug grin tugged at the corners of Anthony’s mouth. "Where have you been, man? It feels like a lifetime since you’ve set foot in here," Luca said. He wasn't exaggerating. The c
"You can hear me clearly, Mrs. Anna. I want to see what you have prepared for this meeting," Anthony said. His voice was clipped, cutting through the silence of the room. Anna froze. Her heart hammered against her ribs. What was she supposed to present? She looked around the long table, her pul
"You're back early," Jake muttered. He backed away from the woman, his body slackening as the heat of the moment died. Anna’s fingernails dug into her palms, drawing blood. She bit her lip so hard she tasted copper, fighting the urge to scream. "You couldn't even take it to a motel?" Her voice
"Yeah, I tried to sleep with someone else, but it didn't work out," Anthony said casually. He shrugged, genuinely not seeing why it mattered. Anna’s expression went blank. "Oh," she said, her voice dropping to a flat, hollow whisper. "I have to go now." Anthony sat up, his brow furrowed. "You







