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Meeting The WhitMore 2
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06.09.2026 17:00:59
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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
Rented Husband A Normal Life
Chapter Thirty-NineSylvia’s POV The morning light came through the windows differently here.Softer. Slower. Like the sun itself had decided to take its time. I woke to the smell of coffee drifting up the stairs, and for a moment, just a moment, I forgot everything. Forgot the threats. Forgot the fire. Forgot the secrets and lies and the man who wanted us dead.I just lay there, watching the dust motes dance in the sunlight, and let myself pretend that this was just a normal morning. In a normal house. With normal people.I got dressed slowly, jeans, a sweater I'd borrowed from Bella, my hair loose around my shoulders. I didn't bother with makeup. I didn't bother with anything. For the first time in weeks, I didn't feel like I had to be ready for a fight.When I walked downstairs, I found Romano in the kitchen.He was standing at the stove, a spatula in his hand, flipping pancakes with the kind of focus he usually reserved for business deals. He was wearing an old t-shirt and sweatp
Rented Husband Evacuation (Temporary)
Chapter Thirty-EightSylvia’s POV I didn't sleep.The hotel room was quiet, Bella curled up in the armchair, Romano dozing by the window, my mother on the small couch. Adrian was beside me on the bed, his hand in mine, his breathing slow and even. He was alive. He was here. He was safe.But I couldn't sleep.My mind was racing, spinning, drowning in everything I'd learned. Adrian wasn't who he thought he was. His parents weren't his parents. His whole life was a lie.And I didn't know who his real parents were.Not really. Not beyond their names. David and Sarah. A couple who died in a car accident when Adrian was a baby. A couple who might have been murdered by the same man who'd ruined my family.But who were they? What did they look like? What did they love? What did they dream about? Did they know, when they held their baby in their arms, that they wouldn't live to see him grow up? Did they know they were leaving him behind with a monster?I stared at the ceiling, my heart heavy.
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