本棚
検索
ホーム / Romance / Sexy Behind The Mask / Chapter One-Hundred-Fifty-Five

共有

Chapter One-Hundred-Fifty-Five

作者: Ellie Wynters
last update 公開日: 2026-03-19 17:49:17

The brownstone was beautiful.

Prue stood on the sidewalk, staring up at the four-story building in Brooklyn Heights. Red brick, black trim, black iron railings on the front steps. Trees lined the street. It was the kind of neighborhood she’d loved seeing in movies, but she had never been in this area before. She had thought they were going to his apartment.

“This is it,” Nate said beside her, his hand at the small of her back. “Home.”

She blinked at him. “You bought this?”

“It closed last week.
この本を無料で読み続ける
コードをスキャンしてアプリをダウンロード
前のチャプター 次のチャプター
ロックされたチャプター

最新チャプター

  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter One Hundred-Sixty-Eight

    "No." The word came out hard, immediate. "I'm not locking you up. I'm not sending you away."She was quiet for a moment, and he could feel her trying to think."Trish said I was broken," Prue whispered. "That you needed to do what was best for me."His jaw tightened. "You're not broken," he said firmly. "You're hurt. There's a difference. And what's best for you is staying here, with me, while we figure this out together. Not being sent away to some facility where you don't know anyone.""But you told someone you didn't know if you were strong enough." Her voice was small now, uncertain. "To keep doing this."Christ. She'd heard that too. Heard him at his lowest moment, admitting his fears to Grayson."I said that," he admitted quietly. "Because I was scared. Because watching you disappear is the hardest thing I've ever done, and I didn't know if I had the strength to keep going when nothing I did seemed to help." His arm tightened around her. "But that doesn't mean I'm giving up on y

  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter One Hundred-Sixty-Seven

    Nate sat at the kitchen table, his phone face-down on the surface, Grayson's words still echoing in his head.He scrubbed both hands over his face, exhaustion pulling at him like a physical weight. Four weeks of this. Four weeks of watching his wife disappear, of second-guessing every decision, of carrying guilt so heavy it made breathing difficult.The psychiatrist appointment was still six days away. Six more days of this half-life, of watching Prue go through the motions without actually living. He didn't know if either of them would make it that long. So he would call and try and arrange an appointment for this Friday. He didn’t care how much it cost.A sound made him lift his head.Prue stood in the kitchen doorway.She was still in her nightgown, her hair hanging limp around her shoulders, the brace stark white against her pale skin.For a moment, neither of them moved. Just stared at each other across the kitchen like strangers trying to remember how they used to speak.Then sh

  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter One Hundred-Sixty-Six

    Prue didn't remember deciding to get up. Didn't remember walking to the door of the guest room or opening it. But suddenly she was standing at the top of the stairs, one hand on the banister, the left one, the good one, because her right wrist still throbbed in its brace. She remembered she still had weeks before it wouldn’t hurt so bad.She stared down the stairs, those same stairs she'd fallen down four weeks ago. The stairs she couldn't remember falling down. Just a blank space where the memory should be, and then waking up in the hospital to find out her baby was gone. Ever since the accident there were huge blanks in her memory.Voices drifted up from the kitchen. Nate's voice, low and rough. And another voice, female, concerned.Trish. She had been in her room just now talking to her. Hadn’t she? Was that today or was it yesterday?Prue's feet moved, carrying her down the stairs one careful step at a time. Not because she wanted to join them, but because some part of her brain,

  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter One Hundred-Sixty-Five

    "And she'll still be your wife when she gets better. But Nate, she won't get better like this. Not at home. Not with you trying to do everything yourself." Trish's eyes were wet now. "I'm scared for her. I'm scared for both of you. And I think deep down, you're scared too."He was. God, he was terrified. Terrified that Prue would never come back from wherever she'd gone. Terrified that he'd wake up one morning and find her... No. She was stronger than that and he couldn't think about that."I can't send her away," he said, but his voice lacked conviction now. "She just needs time. She already had PTSD, then lost the baby.""You can. And maybe you should. For her sake." Trish moved closer. "Think about it, Nate. Really think about it. Because right now, what you're doing isn't working. And if you wait too long, if you let this go on too long, it might be too late to save her."She squeezed his arm one more time, then headed for the door. "I'll leave you now. Try to get her to eat someth

  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter One Hundred-Sixty-Four

    Four weeks.Four weeks since Prue had lost their baby, and Nate was watching his wife disappear right in front of him.She sat at the kitchen table now, staring at a cup of tea that had gone cold an hour ago. Still in her nightgown even though it was past noon. Her blonde hair hung limp around her shoulders, unwashed for days. The brace on her wrist was the only splash of white against the grey pallor of her skin.She hadn't spoken to him in three days. Not a word. Just that blank, empty stare that told him she was somewhere he couldn't reach."Prue." His voice was gentle, careful. Like she was something fragile that might shatter if he spoke too loud. "You should eat something. I made eggs."Nothing. Not even a flicker of acknowledgment that she'd heard him.He set the plate in front of her anyway. Watched as she looked down at it with the same vacant expression she wore for everything now. Food. Television. The physical therapist who came three times a week to work on her wrist. The

  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter One Hundred-Sixty-Three

    The grief was so overwhelming. It filled every space inside her chest until she couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't do anything but feel the horrible, crushing weight of loss pressing down on her.She'd lost the baby. Their baby. The life they'd made together in that cave when everything had been terrifying and beautiful and real.Gone.All gone because she'd been clumsy on the stairs."I want to be alone." The words came out flat, dead. "Please, Nate. I can't—I need to be alone." She needed to loss it completely and she didn't want him seeing that."I'm not leaving you—""Please." She couldn't look at him. Couldn't bear to see the grief in his eyes that matched her own. Couldn't bear to see him looking at her, knowing that she'd killed the baby he'd married her for. "Please just go. I can't—I need—"Her voice broke completely, dissolving into sobs that felt like they were tearing her apart from the inside. She felt like she needed to be sick.Nate stood slowly, his face ravage

  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter Thirty-Two

    Grayson settled back into his leather chair, whiskey forgotten on the side table. Red's admission, that she'd been needy during her meeting because of his texts, sent satisfaction coursing through him."Tell me about this meeting," he commanded, keeping his voice low and controlled even as his cock

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-19

  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter Thirty-Three

    Tuesday, October 10th, late eveningHoney awakened from a light pleasure induced doze, her body still humming from the intense phone call with Sir. The hotel room cocooned her in its luxurious anonymity, a perfect sanctuary for a woman caught between identities. Her personal phone chimed with a tex

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-19

  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter Twenty-Eight

    The day wore on slowly. Full of meetings. At 4:15PM they were all back in the conference room. Honey made appropriate notes, asked relevant questions, and maintained her professional facade.She and Sir had gone on to message each other all day. She had it in front of her tablet again so no one coul

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-19

  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter Thirty-One

    Red: I keep thinking about what you said. About Friday. I don't know if I can wait that long. Call me when you can. If we can't meet at least I'll get to hear your voice.Heat shot through him. He typed back quickly.Sir: I will call within the next two hours. Be ready.Nate was watching him with k

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-19
続きを読む

あなたも気に入るかもしれません

無料で面白い小説を探して読んでみましょう
GoodNovel アプリで人気小説に無料で！お好きな本をダウンロードして、いつでもどこでも読みましょう！
アプリで無料で本を読む
コードをスキャンしてアプリで読む
DMCA.com Protection Status