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2026-09-03 15:44:25
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Rented Husband Adrian’s Birthday
Chapter Forty-FiveSylvia’s POV I woke up before the sun.It wasn't intentional. My body just decided, somewhere around four in the morning, that sleep was over. I lay there for a while, staring at the ceiling, listening to the house breathe around me. The creaks. The wind. The distant sound of something settling in the walls.Then I got up.The hallway was dark. I crept past Adrian's door, closed, quiet and made my way to Bella's room. I knocked twice, softly.Nothing.I knocked again.A groan. Then the door cracked open, and Bella's face appeared, squinting at me like I'd personally offended her."What time is it?""Early.""How early?""Very."She stared at me for a long moment. Then she sighed and opened the door the rest of the way."Come in before someone sees you.”Her room was a disaster. Clothes everywhere. Books stacked on the nightstand. A half-eaten granola bar on the windowsill."You live like this?" I asked."I live like someone who doesn't care.""Clearly."She sat dow
Rented Husband A Night To Adrian’s Birthday
Chapter Forty-FourSylvia’s POV A Night To Adrian’s Birthday The house was starting to feel like ours.I noticed it the morning after karaoke night, the way the sunlight hit the kitchen, the way the floors creaked in the same places every time, the way the whole place smelled like coffee and woodsmoke and something I couldn't name. Home, maybe. That was the word I kept circling and not quite landing on.Bella was the first one up, which was unusual. She was standing at the stove when I walked in, flipping something in a pan and humming under her breath."You're cooking," I said."I'm attempting.""What is it?""Eggs. I think."I peered over her shoulder. They were eggs. Barely. "They look...""Rustic," she said, and we both laughed.Adrian came down a few minutes later, still half-asleep, his hair a disaster. He kissed the top of my head without a word and poured himself a cup of coffee. Romano followed shortly after, grumbling about the bed being too soft, then immediately curling
Rented Husband Home (4)
Chapter Forty-ThreeThe evening came with a knock on my door.I was sitting on the bed, reading one of the old books from Adrian's grandmother's collection, when Bella burst in without waiting for an answer."Get dressed," she said. "We're going out."I looked up. "Out? Where?""It's a surprise.""Bella—""Don't argue. Just get dressed. Something cute. Something comfortable. Something you can move in."I raised an eyebrow. "Move in?""You'll see."She disappeared before I could ask any more questions.I found something to wear, jeans, a soft sweater, comfortable shoes. I didn't know what Bella had planned, but I trusted her. I always had.When I walked downstairs, everyone was waiting.Adrian was standing by the door, looking unfairly handsome in a simple button-down and jeans. Romano was beside him, keys in hand. Bella was practically bouncing with excitement."Finally," she said. "Let's go.""Where are we going?" I asked again."You'll see."The drive took twenty minutes.We ended u
Rented Husband Bond
Chapter Forty-TwoThe morning came softly.I woke to sunlight streaming through the curtains, golden and warm, pooling on the wooden floor like honey. The house was quiet, no footsteps, no voices, no clatter of pans. Just silence. Beautiful, peaceful silence.For a moment, I didn't move.I just lay there, watching the dust motes dance in the light, listening to the distant sound of birds outside the window. Somewhere in the house, someone was moving, soft footsteps, the creak of a floorboard but it was gentle. Unhurried. Like the house itself was still waking up.I could get used to this.That was the thought that came, unbidden, as I finally pulled myself out of bed and padded toward the window. The view stretched out before me, rolling fields, a line of trees in the distance, the old rope swing swaying gently in the breeze. It looked like something from a painting. Something from a dream.I didn't want it to end.I didn't want to go back to the city. To the noise. To the danger. I d
Rented Husband Still At Home
Chapter Forty-OneSylvia’s POV Still At HomeThe house had settled into silence.Bella had gone to bed first, claiming exhaustion from the wine and the laughter. Romano had followed shortly after, muttering something about needing to check the security system before he slept. That left me and Adrian on the porch, the night air cool against my skin, the stars scattered across the sky like someone had spilled a jar of diamonds."We should go to bed," I said, though I didn't move."We should." He didn't move either.The silence stretched between us, comfortable and warm. I didn't want to break it. I didn't want the day to end. Because tomorrow would bring reality. Tomorrow would bring plans and decisions and danger.But tonight was still tonight."You know," Adrian said quietly, "I was thinking about something.""What?""There's a room upstairs. At the end of the hall. I haven't been in there since I was a kid.""What's in it?""My grandmother's painting studio. She used to spend hours
Rented Husband A Taste Of Home
Chapter FortySylvia’s POV A Taste Of HomeThe second day was even quieter than the first.I woke to the sound of rain against the window, soft, steady, the kind of rain that made you want to stay in bed forever. The house was warm. The sheets were soft. And for a moment, just a moment, I forgot everything again.I found Adrian in the kitchen.He was standing at the stove, a spatula in his hand, attempting to flip an egg. He was failing. Miserably."That's not how you do it," I said.He turned. "Good morning to you too.""Good morning. You're doing it wrong.""I'm doing it fine.""The egg is broken.""The egg is rustic.""The egg is a disaster."He looked down at the pan. The egg was, indeed, a disaster. Yolk everywhere. Shell fragments. A slight burning smell."Okay," he admitted. "Maybe I'm doing it wrong."I walked over and took the spatula from his hand. "Let me.""You cook?""I manage."I cracked two eggs into the pan, cleanly, perfectly and flipped them with a flick of my wrist
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