LOGINThe name flashed like a neon sign in the dark bedroom, mocking everything I thought my marriage was. Liam stared at it like it was a bomb about to go off. He didn’t move to answer. He didn’t even touch it. He just stayed there, frozen, looking smaller than I’d ever seen him.“Pick it up,” I said, my voice low and trembling. Tears were already falling freely down my face. “Go on. Answer your baby mama.”Liam swallowed hard, his throat working. “Selena… let’s not do this right now. It’s late. We can talk tomorrow when we’re both calm—”“Calm?” I let out a broken laugh that turned into a sob. “You want calm while she’s calling you at 3 a.m. about the baby you made with her? While I’ve been here feeling like a fucking ghost in my own home?”LLiam finally grabbed the phone and silenced the call. His hands were shaking. “It’s not what you think. Mia and I… it was messy. I tried to end it. The baby was an accident. I was going to handle it quietly so it wouldn’t blow up our life.”“Quietly?
Liam’s face went pale. The sleepiness vanished instantly. He sat up straight, eyes wide with shock and raw panic. For a second, he just stared at me like I had grown a second head.“Selena…” He reached for my hand but I yanked it back. “How did you…Did you see those….”I let out a sob that sounded more like a wounded animal. “Answer me, Liam. How long? Tell me the truth for once in your goddamn life.”“Did you….” He whispered, still trying to find out how I knew.I saw the messages,” I cut him off, tears streaming down my face.I wasn’t even screaming. I was just breaking. My chest heaved as sobs threatened to choke me. “She’s pregnant, Liam. She said she’s keeping the baby. That she still loves you. That you can’t keep ignoring her.”The jerk looked like I had slapped him. For a second, he just stared at me, mouth opening and closing like he was searching for the right words. Then his shoulders slumped.“Fuck,” he whispered, running a hand through his hair. “I… I didn’t want you to
The phone felt like a live grenade in my hand. I stared at Liam’s phone screen until the words blurred. My hands were shaking so badly I almost dropped it. Mia. His ex. A baby?! The woman he supposedly left behind before our wedding. My stomach twisted violently. I placed the phone back exactly as I found it, then rolled away from Liam as far as the bed would allow. Tears burned hot down my cheeks, soaking the pillow. I pressed my face into it to muffle the broken sound that escaped me. My chest hurt so badly I thought my heart was actually cracking open How long had this been going on? Before our wedding? During our honeymoon? While I was crying myself to sleep because he was always “too tired”? How many times had he told me he was “working late” or “had an emergency meeting” while he was actually dealing with her? How many nights had I touched myself thinking about Kael while my own husband couldn’t even get hard for me cause hw was emotionally entangled with another
SELENA My heart hammered so hard I thought Liam would hear it through the closet door.“Selena?” Liam called again, closer now. “Babe, you in the closet?”I swallowed hard, trying to steady my voice while Kael’s low breathing filled my ear. “Yeah… I’m here. Just grabbing something. I’ll be out in a minute.”Kael’s voice came through the phone, quiet but commanding. “Good girl. Keep talking to him. Don’t hang up.”The roughness of his voice made my stomach twist.Liam pushed the closet door open slightly, smiling when he saw me. “There you are. I was thinking we could watch that movie you like tonight. Order some takeout, and you know just cuddle up.” “That sounds perfect,” I said softly, forcing warmth into my voice while Kael listened to every word.Kael exhaled slowly on the line. “He’s trying. Let him try, princess. You deserve that.”The words stung. Was he really pushing me back to Liam now? After everything?“Come down when you're ready.” Liam grin as he stepped out.Kael’s v
SELENA The morning light felt too bright, too normal for the chaos raging inside me. Liam was already up, humming in the kitchen doing whatever absurd thing he thinks he's doing. I could hear him making breakfast; pancakes, fresh coffee and whatever. He was trying so hard, now every kind gesture felt like a knife twisting deeper. I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, my body still aching in the best and worst ways. Kael’s last text burned in my mind: ‘This has to stop.’ Nothing after that. Nothing at all. He’d really done it. He’d walked away like last night meant nothing, like he hadn’t ruined me for anyone else. My hand slipped under the covers before I could stop myself. I was soaked again. Swollen. Sensitive. I circled my clit slowly, biting the pillow as memories flooded me. Kael's thick cock stretching me open, his hand around my throat, that deep growl of “good girl” while he filled me. My hips rolled against my fingers, chasing the high I couldn’t get fro
KAEL My fingers closed around the keys, cold metal biting into my palm. Selena’s text glowed on the screen like a fucking invitation to hell. Selena: I don’t want this to stop, Daddy. I’m still dripping with you. Come back. Please. I need you inside me again. My cock surged so hard it hurt. I could picture her right now, legs pressed together on that couch next to my son, pussy still sore and leaking my cum while she typed those words. The image made my mouth water. I wanted to drive back, kick the door open, bend her over the nearest surface and fuck the guilt out of both of us until she couldn’t walk straight. I gripped the keys tighter, jaw clenched so hard it ached. This was spiraling out of control. One night and I was already risking everything; my relationship with Liam, the family name, the company stability that rested on appearances. If anyone found out the respected Kael Carter was balls-deep in his own daughter-in-law… the inheritance battles, the boardroom sha
“Selena… What the hell? You feel… different. So fucking wet and… warm. Did you touch yourself downstairs?”Liam’s voice was hoarse with shock, his smaller cock only halfway buried inside my sloppy, cum-drenched pussy. It felt pathetic. Laughably small. Like a weak finger compared to the way Kael h
My heart slammed against my ribs as Liam held up the tie, studying it with that slight frown.“This tie isn’t mine,” he said again, glancing at me.I froze, my mind scrambling.Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.What do I say??“It… it must be your dad’s,” I stammered, forcing my voice to stay steady. “ He probably
My stomach dropped as I stared at the screen for what felt like forever. Kael: Wear something pretty tonight. My fingers tightened around my phone, the edges biting into my palm as if that could ground me back into sense. Tonight? Tonight?! We were in the same house. Same damn house. No.
Oh my God! "Cancelled." I muttered as I didn't move for a few seconds. My body refused to catch up with reality. And my brain was still trying to convince itself that what happened… actually happened. My fingers curled into the bedsheet slowly as I sat up, my breathing uneven. I glanced in p







