LOGINIanI still can’t believe I’m actually here, meeting Pattie again, all because of Claire.Funny how life works, isn’t it? She’s calling me for help because her so-called boyfriend chose Claire over her. How ironic. I started sleeping with Pattie because Claire was terrible in bed, and now this guy is sleeping with Claire for reasons only he knows. He must be an idiot, finding anything attractive in that old hag who doesn’t even know how to dress to please a man.But then I remembered those sexy lingerie she recently bought. So she could buy that kind of stuff for another man, but not for me? And she still had the audacity to say *I* ruined our marriage? When in reality, it was all her.I stepped out of the car and walked into the restaurant. A waitress approached me with a warm smile. “Any reservations, sir?”I quickly checked her out. She was pretty — red hair, rosy cheeks, and that innocent look. The kind that still looked untouched.“Yes, a reservation for Mr. Ian,” I said.“Oh,
Claire I drove into the driveway and, the moment I stepped out of the car, I let out a long breath I didn’t even realize I’d been holding. It felt like I was shedding the weight of the outside world before walking back into mine. Pushing the door open, I stepped inside, only to be met with a familiar yet strangely distant atmosphere.Riette was the first person I saw. He sat on the couch, his attention completely fixed on his phone, his expression unreadable. Luppy, on the other hand, approached me almost immediately, a small, polite smile on her face as she reached for my bag.“Here, I’ll take it upstairs,” she offered gently.I nodded, letting her take it, but my gaze drifted right back to Riette. There was something in his silence that unsettled me.“Do I look invisible now?” I asked, trying to keep my tone light, almost teasing.“No,” he replied flatly.That was it. No glance, no reaction—just that single word. It hit harder than it should have.I looked around the house, suddenl
ClaireI watched the tension gather in his jaw, his teeth clenched so tightly it was almost audible. With a small shake of my head, I slipped out of his grip, creating distance between us.“I need to go home,” I said, lowering the drink in my hand toward the table.A dark edge crept into his expression as he straightened. “You really have a way of getting under my skin, Claire.”I let out a quiet breath, setting the glass down on the side stool before standing up to speak clearly with him. “And you seem to forget something, Mr. King,” I replied, lifting my chin to meet his gaze. “This isn’t your underground empire where everyone bends to your command.”His eyes narrowed, but I didn’t stop.“What we had started as blackmail,” I continued, my voice calm but firm. “But now? There’s nothing left for you to hold over me. So this idea that you own me…” I paused, glancing briefly at my bag before looking back at him. “It’s nothing but an illusion.”“An illusion?” he echoed, the word dripping
ClaireI woke up to a dull ache in my lower back, the kind that reminded me exactly how wild last night had been. A small, secret smile tugged at my lips. I had missed him, missed this, even if I never said it out loud.I sat up slowly, my eyes drifting to the empty side of the bed where Liam had slept. The sheets were twisted and chaotic, and the unmistakable, musky scent of sex still hung heavy in the air. My gaze moved to the bedside clock, and my heart jolted.Past noon.How on earth had I slept that long? No wonder Liam was nowhere in sight.I scrambled out of bed, my legs still shaky, when the door suddenly swung open. Liam walked in looking impossibly put-together in a crisp white shirt and dark trousers, a breakfast tray balanced carefully in his hands. The moment his eyes met mine, a slow, satisfied smile spread across his face.“You’re finally awake,” he said, voice warm with amusement.I rubbed my temple, still disoriented. “Yes… and it seems I slept in.”He chuckled, low
Claire His cock kept hitting that deep, sensitive spot inside me with every powerful thrust, sending sharp waves of pleasure straight to my core. Without any warning, I came hard, my juices spilling out around him as my body shook uncontrollably. A loud, raw scream tore from my throat, pure ecstasy ringing through the room. But Liam didn’t stop. He kept driving into me relentlessly, like a man on a mission, like this was his only purpose in the world. Low, desperate moans kept falling from his lips, words he would never have said before, things that sounded far too intimate. This wasn’t just sex anymore. I could feel it in every thrust, every touch. Even though he would never admit it, something had changed. The way he moved inside me, the way he held me… it felt deeper. More like a lover than two people simply using each other for pleasure. “Claire… I’m at my limit,” he groaned. We had been going at it for what felt like hours, switching positions, trying things we’d neve
IanShe went quiet for a long moment, like she was choosing her words with care. “I know what I did was wrong, Ian,” she finally said, voice small. “But you don’t understand, I had to do it.”I wasn’t in the mood for excuses. I had bigger problems, real ones and her drama was the last thing I needed. I hissed through my teeth. “I don’t care about that anymore. I don’t care about you. I’m past it. So if you’ve got money problems, I'll suggest that I'm the last person you should call.”I was already pulling the phone away to end the call when her voice rushed out, frantic. “W-wait!”I froze, grip tightening. “Wait for what?” I barked, fury making my hand shake.“I have to tell you something important—really important. Something you need to know.”My pulse kicked up. Don’t tell me she’s pregnant. Or trying to pin some other man’s kid on me. She probably thinks I’m stupid, doesn’t know I already figured out her real job: spreading her legs for rich old men to keep the cash f
IsaThe steady beeping of the machines blended with the sharp, sterile smell of the hospital, filling the room as Mom lay quietly on the bed. She looked exhausted, drained in a way I had never seen before, even in her sleep.The doctor said there was nothing physically wrong with her. No serious co
ClaireThe frown disappeared as quickly as it had appeared on his face, and for a moment I wondered if I had imagined it.“Enough with all this pregnancy talk,” he said. “I thought the holiday would do you good, so why faint the moment you arrived?”It did do me good. But constantly thinking about
Claire The holiday finally came to an end for me. It was time to go back home—time to face everything I’d been running from.All through the flight, the kids slept soundly, curled up in their seats. Luppy leaned in close, wanting to talk, and I gave her a small, tired smile as I stood up.We moved
ClaireOnce I saw that spark return to her eyes, I smiled to myself. All these past few weeks, I’d been so wrapped up in my own mess that I hadn’t even noticed what my children were going through. From now on, I’d pay closer attention—more than ever. This really is the most important stage of thei







