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Chapter 99: Parallel Lines
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2026-05-16 22:40:30
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SHE WAS NEVER HIS MISTRESS Chapter 103: Jordan's First Shot
JORDAN’S POVTuesday morning arrived too quickly. I stood in the kitchen in my old gray robe while Ryan prepared the injection on the table. The small vial and syringe looked so ordinary, like something you would find in any medicine cabinet. But this one was going to change the next few months of my life.Ryan looked up at me. His eyes were gentle. “You sure you want me to do it?”I nodded. “I asked you to, didn't I? I don’t think I can do the first one by myself.”He understood. This was not just a shot. It was the beginning of something we had both wanted for a long time and doing it together felt right. It felt like we were really in this as partners.I pulled the robe off my shoulder and turned slightly so he could reach the upper part of my thigh. I kept my face calm. No tears or drama. I breathed steady while he cleaned the spot with alcohol and pinched the skin the way the nurse had shown us.“This might sting a little,” he said softly.“I know. Just do it.”I closed my eyes w
SHE WAS NEVER HIS MISTRESS Chapter 102: Silent Ache
DOMINIC’S POVI could not remember the last time I had slept through the night. The penthouse felt too big and empty. I lay on the couch with the lights off, staring at the ceiling for hours. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Aria. Her green eyes when she laughed at something I said. The way she tucked her hair behind her ear when she was thinking hard about a painting. The way she looked at me once, like I was someone worth loving. The quiet strength in her voice the day she told me it was over. I was head over heels for her. I still am. The kind of love that did not fade when she walked away. It only grew sharper, cutting deeper with every passing day.Food tasted like nothing now. I forced myself to eat a few bites at dinner and left the rest on the plate. My assistant kept asking if I was sick, I told him I was fine but I was not. had not been fine since the night she looked at me like I was a stranger.All I thought about was her. Every hour. Every minute. I replayed the memo
SHE WAS NEVER HIS MISTRESS Chapter 101: It’s over! For real this time.
ARIA’S POV It was four days until the gala. The gallery was hectic with final preparations when the delivery arrived mid morning. I was reviewing lighting angles with Vincent when the young man walked in carrying a beautiful arrangement of white peonies. My favorite flowers. I stared at them for a full minute. The soft white petals caught the morning light perfectly. It had no card or greetings whatsoever. “Who sent these?” I asked the delivery person. He checked his tablet and shook his head. “I’m sorry, ma’am. I can’t confirm the sender. It was placed as anonymous.” Of course it was. There were only three people in my world who knew white peonies were my favorite. Jordan, Flynn, and Dominic. The fact that it was anonymous, I had a feeling I knew who sent it. “Can these be returned?” I asked the delivery guy. “No, ma’am. Once delivered, we can’t send them back.” “Okay. Thank you.” I thanked the delivery man and carried the flowers myself to the reception desk. My hands stay
SHE WAS NEVER HIS MISTRESS Chapter 100: Vincent's Observation
ARIA’S POVFive days until the gala. The gallery buzzed with that particular pre show energy that made everything feel both urgent and alive. I moved through the morning like a woman on a mission. Two artist meetings back to back, a long call with a collector who wanted first pick of the new pieces, final approval on the wall text, and a walkthrough with the catering team to make sure the wine stations would not block any sight lines.I handled all of it. Smiled when I needed to smile, asked the right questions, made the right decisions. No one looking at me from the outside would have guessed that my stomach had been rolling since the moment I woke up or that my head felt like it was packed with cotton.Vincent watched me all afternoon. I caught him doing it more than once. From across the main gallery space, his arms were crossed, he had that quiet thoughtful look on his face he got when something was bothering him. I ignored it for as long as I could and by three o’clock I had enou
SHE WAS NEVER HIS MISTRESS Chapter 99: Parallel Lines
ARIA’S POV It's six days until the gala. The studio smelled like turpentine and fresh coffee I could not drink. I had been working since seven that morning when Jordan texted that she was coming over. It was just going to be us. I met her at the door. She looked tired in that way she tried to hide behind bright lipstick and a big smile. I pulled her into a hug anyway. “You came,” I said. “Of course I came. Someone has to make sure you eat something that is not paint chips.” We went back upstairs to my apartment and moved around the kitchen area like we had done a hundred times before. I put the kettle on for tea. Jordan opened the fridge, pulled out vegetables and rice, and started chopping without asking. That was how we worked best. Quiet teamwork. While the water heated I watched her. Her movements were usual on the surface, but something was off. The way her shoulders sat too high. The way she kept her eyes on the cutting board longer than necessary. When the food was
SHE WAS NEVER HIS MISTRESS Chapter 98: The Grant Gets Funded
SIENNA’S POVThe email arrived at exactly 2:47 on Tuesday while I was eating lunch at my desk. I had a half eaten sandwich in one hand and my phone in the other, scrolling through messages between bites. The subject line made me stop mid chew: “Youth Arts Mentorship Program – Funding Decision.”I opened it slowly. My eyes moved across the words once. Then again. Then a third time because I could not believe what I was reading.The full funding for sixty-two thousand dollars was approved.I set the sandwich down. My hands started shaking. I read the email one more time just to be sure. The words did not change. They had said yes to my application. The first real grant I had ever written.I sat there for a long minute with my heart beating loud in my ears. The small office noise around me all felt far away. This was real. I had done this.I pushed my chair back and walked to Carmen’s office. My legs felt strange, like they belonged to someone else. I knocked on the open door.Carmen loo
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