LOGINShe was my wife by law… and my mistress by lust. But what happens when the two collide—naked and unfiltered? I told myself it would be the last time. But when Ava walked into my office in heels and nothing under her coat, my resolve shattered. She tasted like fire— Bent over my desk, her moans swallowed by my kisses, I forgot my vows. I forgot Lydia. Until Lydia texted Ava back. Until they both showed up… and neither of them came to fight. A sizzling tale of temptation, secrets, and a love triangle so twisted, it can only end one way: with all of them in one bed—and nothing between them.
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“Take this check and get the hell out of my house this instant. I know what you are up to. I have seen so many girls like you who want to trick my son,” Margaret Oswald, Jason’s Mom said in a lofty tone as she grabbed both my hands and rudely forced me to accept the check. Her words that morning were like lightning in the day that struck me. My mind became chaotic instantly, and I questioned many things.While staring at the check that was right in front of me, with a trembling voice, I asked her, “I don’t understand. I don’t do trick to Jason and I can’t accept this check. Please, don’t kick me out of here, Ma’am,” I pleaded as I knelt before her and a clear liquid ran down my eyes. I needed an explanation because I was sure I hadn’t tricked anyone.“Yes, you do! You seduce and climb onto his bed to reach your goal. You are after our wealth, but your trick can’t fool me,” she said as she stood with her back to me, as if reluctant to look at me.“No, Ma’am. You are misunderstanding. I am not after your wealth. I love Jason with all my heart.” Tears kept running down my cheek.“One thing you should know. You and him completely come from different worlds. You will harm him in the future. So, please, accept this check and walk away from Jason’s life forever.”Then, Debbie, the butler in Oswald Mansion, took the check and slipped it into my hand. “Take it. You’ll need it in the future. Let me take you away.” I refused Debbie’s invitation.“Please don’t kick me out. We love each other and I promise not to be a hindrance to him,” I replied as I wiped my tear-filled eyes. My chest felt tight. It felt like my world was collapsing in an instant.“Jason has only loved one woman in his entire life and it wasn’t you. What happened between you and him was just a momentary lust. Please wake up and get out of here forever if you love him. One more thing if you are pregnant, abort the child immediately because I don’t want Jason to know that you’re carrying his child,” Margaret said while giving me a sharp look. Her knife-sharp gaze and words had hurt my feelings deeply enough, even though it didn’t bleed.“It’s not a momentary lust but love,” I replied, insisting on convincing her.“Did he ever tell you he loves you? You’re too naïve. Men don’t need love when they have sex with you,” she asked, laughing loudly. The sound of her laughter was like needles piercing every part of me.That’s when I realized that in the eight months we’d been together, there had never been a word of love for me from his lips. That’s right, I was too naïve. I gave everything to him. My life, my body, and my heart. I thought I was the luckiest woman on the face of this earth, but in reality, my fate was much more miserable and now I was at the lowest point of my life.If I stayed in this mansion, they would know I was pregnant and this child’s life was at risk. However, if I left, I would never see Jason again. Mrs. Oswald gave me a tough choice.After thinking for a long time, I stood up and walked towards the exit. I bowed to Mrs. Oswald one last time and said, “Goodbye, ma’am. Goodbye, Debbie.”I left without looking back and without taking the envelope. I held onto my pride and though I was unprepared, sad, and in pain, I had to be sure of the choice I had made for the sake of this child and my unrequited love for Jason.Jason Oswald’s POVA tiring day after a day of attending many meetings and gathering with many people. All I need right now was the touch of Lizzy’s warm and smooth hands.After the car stopped right in front of the entrance. I hurriedly got out of the car. Before entering the house, I paused for a moment. “Leo, tell Lizzy to come to my room now.”“Ok, sir,” Leo replied eagerly.However, when my foot was just about to step up the stairs, Debbie suddenly came over, “Sir, Lizzy has left.”Like an arrow that pierced my heart suddenly, I looked at the middle-aged woman standing in front of me and asked, “Are you joking with me?”“No, sir. She’s been gone since this morning,” she replied.“No way. No way. You must be joking.”I ran as fast as I could to the back terrace where the servants were staying. My heart was pounding, and I was still hoping Debbie’s words were wrong.Lizzy, I hoped what I was thinking was wrong.Arriving in front of the door to her room, I pushed the door slowly until I could hear clearly the squeaking sound. I stepped in slowly and saw an empty room with no belongings of hers and no greeting or smile like she usually did.Shit! She had left. Without waiting for long, I ran as fast as I could out of the house.From the distance, I heard Mom yelling, “Jason, she’s gone! Don’t look for her anymore.”Lizzy, please don’t go!Notes: Hi, if you like this book, vote with gem please, because your vote means a lot to me. Thank you for reading this book. Love you.Lydia's POVI had been calm for exactly forty seven minutes.From the moment I walked out of that facility with the sound of Ava's voice behind me, through the car ride back across the city, through the elevator ride up to his floor, through the walk down the corridor that smelled of antiseptic and fresh flowers that his mother had sent because that was the kind of thing his mother did, appearances above everything else.Forty seven minutes of calm.Then my phone buzzed.I almost didn't look at it. I was already pushing open the door to his room, already arranging my face into the expression I had been wearing for weeks now.But something made me stop.Maybe it was the number. Unfamiliar. No name attached.Maybe it was the single word before the attachment.*Proof.*I stood in the doorway of my husband's hospital room and opened the message.And I read it.And then I read it again.Because the first time my brain refused to process it. Not because it was complicated. Because it was si
TThe first time in the suite had been desperate and hungry and electric, two people colliding after too long apart, too much history between them, too many things unsaid finding their way out through touch instead of words.The second time Lydia was present for every single moment of it.She noticed everything.The way Ava's breath changed when Lydia touched the back of her neck. The way her fingers curled into the sheets. The way she said Lydia's name like it was something she had been saving up. Like it was something she had missed the specific shape of in her mouth.Lydia filed all of it away.She was good at that now. Filing things away. Noticing without reacting. Feeling without showing. She had learned it in boardrooms and hospital waiting rooms and in the particular school of hard lessons that Damian had been running for years without realizing he was teaching her anything at all."Stay," Ava said afterward.She was lying on her side, looking at Lydia with those eyes that had
Chapter 67The phone beeped once.Just once, but it cut through the heavy silence of the car like a blade through silk.Lydia had just pulled out of the hospital parking lot, her hands steady on the steering wheel even though her mind was anything but. The late afternoon sun pressed through the windshield, warm and indifferent, the kind of light that had no business being so beautiful on a day this ugly. She had walked into that hospital as a wife. She was leaving as something else entirely. She was not sure what word fit yet, but wife was no longer it.Damian. Rachel. The emails. The careful, deliberate lies stacked one on top of another like bricks in a wall she had been living inside without ever realising it was a prison.She had suspected Ava. She had prepared herself for Ava. She had even, somewhere in the quiet part of herself she rarely visited, made a kind of peace with Ava.But Rachel?Rachel, who sat across from her in boardrooms with that composed, untouchable smile. Rach
RachelBy the time Rachel arrived at the office that morning, she had already convinced herself that everything was under control.The accident had shaken things, yesbut it hadn’t broken them. Damian was alive. Recovering. The board had been calmed, investors reassured, press statements carefully worded. She had worked through the night to make sure nothing slipped through the cracksThis was what she did best.She stepped into the elevator, straightened her jacket, and checked her reflection in the mirrored walls. Composed. Professional. Untouchable. The faint floral scent she wore was expensive reassuringly around her. Familiar. Safe.The elevator doors slid open.Something was wrong.Her assistant didn’t look up immediately when Rachel walked past her desk. That alone was unusual. Normally, there was an instant greeting, a flurry of updates.“Good morning,” Rachel said briskly.“Oh,good morning,” the assistant replied, a beat too late. “Mrs. Damian called earlier. She said she’d
“I’ll make Damian pay for everything. IIwhispered to myself as I stepped out of the hotel’s glass doors, the cold night air slapping my face with sharp clarity.My heels echoed against the pavement as I hurried to the car. I didn’t look back ,not at Damian, not at Ava, not at the mess I was leavin
I was close to the dining table when a sudden thought flashed across my mind,I had forgotten to send Ava the message.I stopped mid-step, turned sharply, and rushed back to my room.My hands worked quickly, almost on instinct. I snatched my phone from the vanity, unlocked it, and navigated straight
The oxygen mask was suffocating, but it was also a shield. It allowed me to hide the grimace of fear that kept wanting to twist my face. I was staring at the ceiling, feeling every bruise from the minor wreck I’d actually been in,the one I’d staged to cover the real mess.Lydia was perched on the
LydiaThe morning at the hospital arrived without ceremony. No dramatic light through the windows.Just the same sterile brightness, humming machines, and the quiet weight pressing against my chest.I bent silently over my husband.Damian was still asleep. His breathing was steady now, deeper than i






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