Chapter 5

Audrey's POV

I was about to respond to Logan when my phone buzzed in my bag.

I checked the screen, it was an unknown number, my thumb hovered over the answer button and against my better judgement, I pressed it.

Logan’s eyes didn’t leave me the entire time, and I felt a strange thrill under his gaze.

“Amber! Where are you?” Matteo’s voice thundered through the speaker. “I’ve been trying to reach you!”

I almost laughed at the absurdity. After everything, after the months of neglect, after the humiliation, here he was, the almighty Matteo Williams, frantic for my attention.

He’d even used another number, knowing I had blocked him everywhere.

“What do you want?” I asked.

“Don’t you think you’re going overboard? It’s because of a small cheating incident you’re throwing tantrums like a child. You could have joined us for a threesome. You’re a boring wife, Audrey. You’re the reason this marriage is tiresome.”

I stared at Logan, who remained silent, just watching, letting me handle this moment.

Matteo always had a way of twisting things, of deflecting blame and making me feel responsible for his betrayals.

“I caught you red-handed,” I spat, my chest rising and falling fast.

“With your dick buried down another woman’s throat, and somehow it’s my fault? You know what, Matteo? I don’t want to have this conversation with you. I’m done. I want a divorce.”

“Divorce?” Matteo barked, the incredulity in his voice sharp enough to cut.

In the background, a familiar, taunting laugh echoed.

“Wow, the fat fool wants a divorce? Wonders shall never end,” Kylie sneered.

I gritted my teeth, fury bubbling up inside me.

“I’m now a joke between you and your mistress, huh? I hope you keep this same energy when we meet in court, because I swear, you’re going to give me every single dime I’ve spent on you for the past Sixyears.”

Matteo’s voice roared through the phone again.

“How did you suddenly become so bold? How dare you speak to me like that? Do you realize I’m your husband and you must respect me? Do you think any man will look your way? You should be grateful I agreed to marry you.”

I was about to fire back when Logan snatched the phone from my hand, yanking it from my grip before I could react.

He placed it on speaker, and Matteo’s sputtering voice filled the room.

Anger surged through me, nearly burning me alive.

I was still reeling from Matteo’s manipulative possessiveness, and now Logan, who I should have trusted, was asserting his dominance in the same inescapable way.

Before I could even think, Logan spun me around.

I stumbled slightly, my back hitting the edge of a sturdy chair.

His hands gripped me firmly, his body pressing against mine.

And then, without warning, he entered me.

“Oh FUCK!”

I screamed as shock and pleasure crashed over me, consuming every rational thought.

Through the phone, Matteo’s voice sounded like it would shatter the walls.

“Audrey… what… what are you doing? What’s making you moan? Who’s there with you?”

I couldn’t answer. My mouth was open, gasping for breath, my body instinctively moving with every thrust Logan delivered.

“Audrey! Why are you not saying anything? What are you doing? Answer me! Don’t let me find you…”

Matteo’s panic turned to fury, vibrating through the line.

Logan leaned closer, lips brushing my ear, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine.

“Do you want me to show that pathetic loser how wet you are for me? Let him see how good I make you feel.”

A wicked thrill surged through me.

This was insane but I wanted it.

I wanted to see the betrayal, the shock, the disappointment in Matteo’s eyes as he watched his wife taken by the man he had plotted to kill.

I nodded, barely able to breathe.

Without hesitation, Logan switched it to a video call and Matteo’s furious face filled the screen.

“Long time no see, younger brother,”

Logan said with a smirk still driving into me.

Matteo looked like he’d seen a ghost.

His body jolted, chair scraping against the floor as he stumbled back.

“She’s so fucking tight… the best pussy… one of a kind.”

Matteo’s scream cracked through the speaker, raw and guttural.

“How dare you fuck my wife?!”

Logan smirked. “Your wife? You joker, you know she’s always been mine. The divorce papers will be on your table first thing tomorrow. Make sure you sign them.”

“You pathetic son of a whore! I’ll make sure you pay for this! I’ll track you down, and I swear you’ll crawl back into the grave you came out of!”

Logan’s lips curled into a predatory grin.

“Bye, loser. My girl is about to cum.”