MasukThe next morning broke over the city not with clarity, but with a pale, cold fog that clung heavily to the tall windows of the executive suite.Inside the bedroom, the silence was absolute—thick, heavy, and suffocating.Lisa woke slowly, her eyelids feeling like lead as she blinked against the morning light filtering through the sheer curtains. Her body was thoroughly exhausted, every muscle aching with a deep, lingering soreness that anchored her to the oversized king mattress. Down between her thighs, a tender, sensitive sting pulsed in tandem with her heartbeat, a constant physical reminder of the bathwater, the bruising grips on her hips, and the relentless, possessive tide that had pulled her under last night.She tried to shift, but a heavy weight anchored her to the bed.Adrian’s massive arm was wrapped tightly around her waist, pulling her back flush against his chest. His breath was slow, steady, and warm against the nape of her neck, his large hand resting flat over he
Lisa felt her breath leave her entirely as Adrian stepped out of his trousers and stepped into the large tub. The warm water displaced violently, rising to spill over the marble edges, but neither of them cared about the mess on the floor.He moved with a predatory grace, his massive weight causing the porcelain structure to creak slightly as he pinned her against the sloped back of the tub. His wet, heavy chest pressed flush against her front, the heat radiating from his bare skin instantly burning through the soaked white lace of her bodice."Adrian..." she whispered, her hands coming up to rest uselessly against his broad, damp shoulders.He didn't give her room to breathe. His large hand slid into the hair at the back of her head, his fingers tangling roughly in the wet strands to tilt her face up. He crushed his mouth against hers, a brutal, claiming kiss that tasted of hot steam, salt, and the raw fury he had barely contained. He didn't tease her this time; his tongue forc
"Did Ethan touch you?" Adrian growled, his voice dropping into a terrifyingly low, guttural register that sent a jolt of pure adrenaline through her veins.Lisa’s breath caught in her throat. She stared down at him, her wide, teary eyes swimming with fresh tears as she gripped his wrists tighter, her small fingers digging into his skin."Adrian, please... he didn't put it in," she cried out, her voice cracking into a desperate, hurried whisper. She needed to defuse the ticking bomb in front of her before he stormed back to Semi Street. "He... he lost control for a second because I was so emotional and wearing this, but he stopped himself! He didn't force himself inside me. He just... he used my thighs. I swear, Adrian! That's why it's like this. I already forgave him, so please, just let it go. We can mend it as friends, please don't go there."Adrian didn't break eye contact. His expression didn't soften at her frantic explanation; if anything, his face hardened into a mask of pure
Elena slowly pushed herself up from the rigid high-backed armchair. Her limbs moved with a heavy, robotic stiffness, as if the sheer weight of the compromise had physically aged her body. She still didn't look at the velvet sofa where Adrian sat anchored tightly to Lisa's side, nor did she acknowledge the way his large hand remained possessively wrapped around her sister's fingers."I'll leave you guys," Elena whispered, her voice dangerously thin, hollowed out by the exhausting trauma of the night. She reached for her purse on the glass console table with a visibly trembling hand, her fingers fumbling against the strap. "I don't think I can stay here like this. I... I am still hurt, and I would like to calm myself."Lisa's chest tightened, a sharp spike of raw panic piercing through her lightheadedness. "Elena..." she choked out, instinctively trying to pull her hand from Adrian's grip to reach for her sister.But Adrian didn't let go. His fingers tightened, pinning Lisa's hand f
The silence that filled the executive suite was heavy, surreal, and completely suffocating.Lisa stared at her hand, completely paralyzed by the rough warmth of Adrian’s fingers firmly woven through her own right in front of her sister. The diamond promise ring on her middle finger pressed hard against his palm, a secret mark of possession that was no longer a secret. Her mind violently spun, completely unable to digest the sheer absurdity of the reality unfolding before her eyes.This wasn’t how the world worked. This wasn’t how marriages ended, or how sisters spoke to each other after a betrayal of this magnitude."Elena..." Lisa’s voice was barely a choked whisper, her chest heaving as she looked at her sister’s pale, detached face. "You... you're okay with this? How can you be okay with this? I slept with your husband!""I'm not ‘okay’ with it, Lisa," Elena said, her voice dropping into a flat, hollow drone that sounded entirely dead. She didn't look at their joined hands. Sh
Lisa squeezed her eyes shut, a rough breath hitching in her throat as she looked up at Adrian's unreadable face, and then back to Elena's hollow, sunken eyes."I'm sorry, Elena," Lisa wept, her fingers clutching the shawl over her lace-clad chest so hard her knuckles ached. "I know you didn't raise me to want for something that isn't mine. You didn't teach me to look at another's lover and crave them, but I… I couldn't stop it.""Lisa," Elena called out, her voice cutting through the confession like a dull blade. Just listening to the words made her entire chest ache with a profound, suffocating weight. "How long?""From the moment you introduced him to me," Lisa confessed, the truth tearing out of her raw and ugly. "Back when he was just your boyfriend."Elena’s heart sank into an absolute abyss. Her eyes widened, a dazed, horrified look washing over her face. "That was almost three years ago..." she whispered, her voice failing her. She dropped her face entirely into her palms
Step by step, I drew closer to the master bedroom. The air felt thick, heavy with the reality of what was happening behind the wood. When I reached the door, I leaned in, pressing my hands first on the door and then my ear flat against the smooth surface.And then, my breath hitched.Through the w
Lisa's POV"Tell me... is your waist sore as well?" Adrian’s voice was low, smooth, and completely steady. "I can help you with that too."A sudden, sharp spike of heat shot straight down to my stomach, and I had to clamp my jaw shut to keep from letting out a humiliating sound. My heart was ham
The takeout was good. But I barely tasted it. I was just too occupied with trying not to be awkward, like I had done in the last few months whenever she invited him over.Elena was talking about the wedding, replaying moments the way she always did with good memories, like if she described them pre
Lisa's POV"And here is a toast to the couple."I stood at the head of the table, my fingers tight around the stem of my glass. All eyes were on me, but I only had eyes for Elena. She was beaming, her face flushed with a happiness so pure it made my chest ache."Sister, I am so happy for you," I sa







