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Playing Husband

Autor: K.B
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-03-31 15:19:45

ELENA’s POV

I swiped the screen with a trembling finger.

Mark’s face appeared. He was wearing a headset, sitting in what looked like a glass-walled office in Singapore. He looked exhausted, but his eyes were bright with greed.

"Elena! Hey, babe! You wouldn't believe this place," Mark shouted. The connection was a little laggy. "The office is huge! And the hotel... man, Vane really knows how to treat his people. I’ve got a private chef and a driver."

"That’s... that’s great, Mark," I said, tryi
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    ELENA’s POV The morning air felt heavy, like it was pressing down on my chest. I woke up with that familiar, sharp feeling in my stomach. I barely made it to the bathroom, clutching my stomach as the world tilted sideways. I leaned over the sink, my breath coming in short, ragged gasps. I rinsed my mouth and looked at myself in the mirror. My face looked thinner than usual. I wasn’t sure how long I was going to keep doing this.Probably till my belly bump shows. I stumbled back into the bedroom, trying to be as quiet as possible. I crawled back under the heavy blankets, hoping to disappear, but the bed shifted. Mark was already awake. He turned toward me, his hand reaching out to touch my arm. "Elena?" he asked, his voice sounding deeper and more alert than usual. "You were in the bathroom for a long time. You’ve been sick every morning this week. Are you okay?"I froze. I didn't want him to look at me, and I certainly didn't want him to think about why I was sick. I forced a sm

  • PREGNANT BY MY HUSBAND’S RIVAL: THE BILLIONAIRE'S REVENGE    Trojan Horse

    ELENA’s POV The sound of tires crunching on the gravel driveway was the loudest thing I had ever heard. I stood by the large window in the living room, my fingers pulling back the heavy curtain just enough to see out. A sleek black sedan, darker than a moonless night, came to a stop in front of the steps. This wasn't a company car from Vane Holdings. It had to be a car provided by whoever was working with Mark now. The door opened, and Mark stepped out. I caught my breath. He looked different. He was thinner, his expensive suit hanging slightly loose on his frame. His face was pale and tired, with dark circles under his eyes that spoke of sleepless nights in Singapore. But it was his eyes that truly frightened me. They weren't the eyes of the man I had married. They were filled with a sharp, dangerous energy, the kind of look someone had when they were ready to bite after being pushed into a corner. I dropped the curtain and moved to the center of the room. My heart was a frant

  • PREGNANT BY MY HUSBAND’S RIVAL: THE BILLIONAIRE'S REVENGE    Facade

    When I pulled the car into the driveway of the estate, my heart stopped. A large moving truck was backed up to the front door of the guest house. Men in grey uniforms were carrying boxes and furniture out of the building. My mind raced. He’s leaving. Julian is actually leaving.I felt a rush of relief so strong it made me dizzy. If Julian was gone, I only had to face Mark. And Mark, for all his faults, was a man I knew how to handle. Julian was a mystery that terrified me.I saw Julian’s personal assistant, Simon, standing by the truck with a clipboard. He was checking off items as they were loaded. I ran up to him, my breath coming in short gasps.“Simon! What is this?" I asked, gesturing to the truck. "Is Mr. Vane moving out?"Simon looked at me with a blank, professional face. "Yes, Mrs. Montgomery. Mr. Vane felt it was time to return to his penthouse in the city. He didn't want his presence here to cause any confusion once your husband returns."“So he's really going? He's taki

  • PREGNANT BY MY HUSBAND’S RIVAL: THE BILLIONAIRE'S REVENGE    A getaway plan

    The glass walls of the Vane Holdings headquarters overlooked the entire city, but Julian Vane wasn't looking at the view. He was staring at a digital map of the Pacific Ocean on his desk monitor. A small glowing dot was moving steadily toward the coastline. His head of security, Marcus, stood stiffly in front of the desk. He looked uneasy. "Sir, the Visser Group’s private jet has cleared international airspace. Mark Montgomery is on board. He’s not coming back quietly. Our sources in Singapore say Visser gave him a legal team and a specialized encrypted phone. They are targeting our main servers." Julian leaned back in his leather chair. He didn't look worried. He looked bored. He picked up a crystal glass of water and took a slow sip, his eyes never leaving the screen. "Visser is predictable," Julian said, his voice cold and smooth. "He must be happy with the knowledge that he found a weapon in Mark. He thinks he can use a broken man to steal my encryption keys. It’s almost sad

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    The air in the private club in Singapore was heavy with the smell of expensive cigars. Mark Montgomery sat in a deep leather chair, his hands shaking as he held a glass of water. Across from him sat Mr. Chen and a tall, older man with grey hair and a sharp suit. His name was Mr. Visser.Mr. Visser tapped a thick folder on the table between them."You look terrible, Mister Mark," Mr. Visser said. His voice was smooth. "I hear your cards stopped working at the club an hour ago. That must have been a shock."Mark swallowed hard. "I’m sure it was just a technical issue.”Visser paused as he let out a chuckle. “You must be either stupid or just a very funny money.” He said as he continued laughing as his lackeys joined in.Mark pulled a fake smile too confused by what was going on.“Your hotel suddenly kicking you out is a technical issue too?.” Mark kept silent. He actually didn’t have an answer for that. Earlier, he had gotten a message from his hotel citing his stay has been cancelle

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    ELENA’s POV The three days following the spa incident were a blur of fake smiles that I was getting tired of. To Eleanor, I acted like the perfect wife who was waiting idly for her husband to come back home. I dressed how she liked, I sat with her in the garden and listened to stories about Mark’s childhood. I even nodded when she said Mark was the most hardworking man in the city.But every time I went to the bathroom or the kitchen, I was texting Julian. I sent him everything. I gave him the account numbers for Mark’s private savings. I told him the passwords to our shared laptop. I even told him about the offshore account Mark’s father had left him. I was handing Julian the keys to Mark’s destruction, one text at a time.I wasn't doing it just for revenge. Chloe had met me in secret near the park yesterday."It’s open," Chloe had whispered, handing me a small, plain white envelope. "A private bank account. No connection to your name, no connection to the Vane estate. I’ve alrea

  • PREGNANT BY MY HUSBAND’S RIVAL: THE BILLIONAIRE'S REVENGE    To her rescue

    ELENA’s POV “It’s not what?" Eleanor shouted. "That you’re keeping a pregnancy secret from your own husband? Or that you’re spending thousands of dollars on a baby that might not even—""Is there a problem?"The voice came from the doorway. We all spun around.Julian was standing there. He was lea

  • PREGNANT BY MY HUSBAND’S RIVAL: THE BILLIONAIRE'S REVENGE    Secret’s out?

    ELENA’s POV The air outside the spa was humid and heavy, but I was shivering. My hands were shaking so violently that I couldn't even get my car keys into the lock. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that blonde girl’s face. I heard her laughing about how Mark told her she deserved the best on o

  • PREGNANT BY MY HUSBAND’S RIVAL: THE BILLIONAIRE'S REVENGE    Liar liar, pants on fire

    ELENA’s POV The sunlight hitting the room was too bright, too cold. I blinked, my eyes heavy, and for a second, I didn't know where I was. The ceiling was too high. The sheets were too soft. They smelled like sandalwood and expensive scotch.Then I remembered. The study. The door clicking shut. T

  • PREGNANT BY MY HUSBAND’S RIVAL: THE BILLIONAIRE'S REVENGE    48 hours with him?

    ELENA’s POV The house was dark when I finally pulled into the driveway. My conversation with Chloe was still echoing in my head.I walked inside, trying to be quiet, but the light in the living room snapped on. Mark was sitting there, a glass of scotch in his hand and a wild, manic grin on his fac

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