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Without Reynolds
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2026-04-16 16:56:25
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THE PRICE OF BEING HIS A few tens
Chapter Twenty-SixAndrea's POVI smell them before I even reach the bottom of the stairs.I stop on the third step from the ground and just stand there for a second, taking in the sight in front of me. Flowers. Flowers absolutely everywhere. On the console table, on the floor in tall vases, on the coffee table through the open living room doorway, bunches and arrangements in every direction, white, pink, yellow, lavender and deep red, some still wrapped, some already open, petals catching the warm light of the chandelier like something out of a magazine spread.And in the middle of all of it, Tristan Hale, standing with his hands in his pockets looking like a man who is waiting for applause.“Mr Hale.” I blink. “What is all this?”He looks around the room and then back at me and for once, just once, he looks genuinely uncertain. “That's not the reaction I was expecting.”“What reaction were you expecting?”“My assistant, Daniel said when women receive flowers there's supposed to be
THE PRICE OF BEING HIS The unknown number
Chapter Twenty-FiveAndrea's POVMy mom picks up on the third ring.“Andrea!” The way she says my name, like she's been waiting by the phone, makes my chest do that warm, guilty thing it's been doing every time I call home lately.“Hi Mum.” I pull my knees up on the bed and lean back against the headboard. “How are you? How's Dad?”“We're fine, we're fine. Your father is resting.” She replies, and I can hear her moving around in the kitchen, the familiar sound of pots and the tap running. “Ethan went for his check-up yesterday.”I sit up a little. “And?”“The doctor says his numbers are better.” Her voice lifts when she says it, genuinely lighter, and I feel something loosen in my chest that has been tight for weeks. “They're adjusting the medication again but they said it's a good sign. A really good sign, Andrea.”“Okay.” I let out a breath. “Okay, that's good. That's really good, Mum.”“We saw the transfer too,” she says, quieter now, more careful. “Your father didn't want me to c
THE PRICE OF BEING HIS Her fault, obviously
Chapter Twenty-FourTristan's POVThe last document lands on my desk at exactly 6:14 in the evening.Daniel sets the folder down with the quiet precision of someone who has learned exactly how much sound is acceptable in this office and stays well below it. “That'll be all for signing, sir.”I lean back in my chair and reach for my phone. My neck aches from hours of sitting forward and the board presentation from earlier is still sitting somewhere behind my eyes, numbers and projections and contingency plans I've been turning over since this morning. Reynolds is gone. Laurent has him. Fine. We'll be fine without him, we always are, but the irritation of it hasn't fully left my system yet.I swipe up on my phone without thinking about it.And there she is.Three photos sitting in my gallery from two nights ago when I'd picked up my phone during a quiet moment and found myself scrolling through them instead of doing anything useful. I hadn't deleted them. I'd told myself I would and the
THE PRICE OF BEING HIS Just Breakfast
Chapter Twenty-ThreeAndrea's POV“But Tristan…”“Don't.” He cuts me off, frowning, stepping into the kitchen doorway. “Don't do that.”I open my mouth again but the look on his face stops me. There's something tight and controlled about it, the specific expression he gets when he's already decided how a conversation is going to go.“I've told you before,” he says, his voice measured but firm. “Do not try to act like something you're not. You are not my wife. This kitchen is not your responsibility.”He walks toward me slowly as he says it, and I take an unconscious half step back until the counter catches me.“I know that.” I keep my voice steady even though my chest is starting to feel tight. “I just wanted to do something nice. I didn't think it was going to be such a bad idea.”“I hired chefs for a reason, Andrea.”“Wow.” The word leaves my mouth before I can stop it.I set the wooden spoon down on the counter. Not hard, not dramatically, just down. I untie one side of the apron s
THE PRICE OF BEING HIS Without Reynolds
Chapter Twenty-TwoTristan's POVThe vibration and ringtone of my phone pulls me out of sleep before I'm ready.I reach for it on instinct, eyes still closed, muscle memory doing the work my brain hasn't caught up to yet. Daniel's name is on the screen when I finally bat my eyelids open. “Talk.” I say after swiping to accept the call.“Good morning, sir.” Daniel's voice carries the particular careful energy he uses when the news isn't good but he's been trained to deliver it anyway. “I apologise for calling this late. I wasn't sure if you wanted to be notified immediately or…”“Daniel.”“Right. Yes.” He waits for a second before continuing. “There are reports this morning that Mr Reynolds has signed with Laurent. The Meridian project. Sources are saying it went through late last night.”I'm quiet for a moment.“Where did you get this?”“Two separate contacts, sir. Both reliable. Nothing official yet but it's credible enough that I thought you should know before the morning gets any f
THE PRICE OF BEING HIS Exclusively mine
Chapter Twenty-OneAndrea's POVI am already drifting off, my body heavy and warm against Tristan’s chest. My eyes feel so heavy I can barely keep them open. The steady beat of his heart under my ear is making me sleepy. Everything hurts in the best way, my ass is still stinging from the spanking, my pussy feels used and satisfied, and my legs are weak. I just want to curl up and sleep.Then I hear his voice whisper my name.“Andrea.”I make a sound that isn't really a word.“Don't sleep yet.” His voice is quieter than usual, softer around the edges. “I want to talk to you.”I lift my head from his chest and look up at him, blinking slowly to clear away the sleep. His thumb moves across my cheek, gentle in a way that still catches me off guard every time he does it, like my brain hasn't quite accepted that his hands can be this soft after everything else they're capable of.“For your boldness tonight,” he starts, the corner of his mouth lifting just slightly, “I want to reward you. Wh
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