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2026-04-29 15:15:03Chapter 21
Zane's POVWhen Skylar stepped into the room, I looked at her and went still.She looked very different from the woman I knew at home. Not that she didn't usually look great, but tonight was something else. She was graceful and elegant and soft all at once, and as she came closer I noticed something new: she was wearing makeup. That was a first time. It suited her, even if the surprise of it took a moment to process. She must have decided the occasion called for it.
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TOO LATE TO WANT ME SOMEONE WAS TRYING TO GET CUTE WITH ME
Chapter 33Zane’s POVA week and a half away in Boston handling business, yet I remained fully aware of everything unfolding in Skylar’s life. No matter how hard she tried to shield me from the details, I knew. I had installed a bug in her phone some time ago, giving me access to every conversation, every message, every quiet moment she thought was private. That was how I had already learned about Ivan’s unwelcome appetite and the messy situation with his wife, even though she hadn’t breathed a word of it to me.A lot of people would find it invasive, maybe even obsessive. But to me, it was simply what a thoughtful man did when he wanted to properly care for his woman. Protection wasn’t something you left to chance or half-measures. If she ever found out later, she would understand. She might even praise me for the foresight and dedication it showed. In time, she would see it as love.I adjusted myself on the balcony lounge chair of my penthouse suite, dressed only in a plush white ba
TOO LATE TO WANT ME GAME ON BITCH!
Chapter 32Skylar’s POV“Alright, let’s go to my car,” I said, glancing around the dimly lit area outside the venue. The adrenaline from the fight was still fading, leaving me hyper-aware of every stare and whisper that followed us.Mara hesitated, her eyes flicking toward the direction where Eric usually waited. “Won’t your assistant be there? Is it okay if he listens?”I pursed my lips, thinking it through. Eric was loyal, but some things were better kept between friends for now. “You have a great point. Let’s go to your car instead.”We walked slowly toward the parking lot, the cool night air brushing against my skin and making the damp patches on my clothes feel even colder. Eric was already standing by the vehicle, arms crossed in his usual watchful stance. His brow raised noticeably when he took in my disheveled appearance, wine-stained dress now hidden under Mara’s jacket, messy hair, and the faint redness still lingering on my cheeks from the confrontation. I gave him a small
TOO LATE TO WANT ME KNEE HIM IN HIS BALLS
Skylar’s POV“Mara, what took you so long? I almost froze to…”The words died in my throat as I turned around slowly.“Oh my God… how did you get in here?”Jason’s hand clamped over my mouth before I could react. My heart slammed violently against my ribs, panic rising so fast it made my head spin.“Shh,” he whispered urgently against my ear. “Please don’t scream. I won’t hurt you.”The audacity. I shoved against him with all the strength I had. “Get the hell off me! What’s wrong with you?”Before I could gather myself, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into one of the empty bathrooms, locking the door behind us with a sharp click that echoed too loudly in the confined space.“Calm down, Skylar,” he said, breath uneven. “I just want to talk.”“I’m not interested in anything you have to say, Jason. Get lost.”I struggled against him, pushing hard, but in the process, my dress which was already loose from adjusting it earlier slipped down to my waist and pooled at my feet.For a split s
TOO LATE TO WANT ME I GAVE HER A THOROUGH BEATING
Skylar’s POVAll my life I had been trampled on by others. People saw my quiet nature and thought it meant weakness, something they could step on without consequence. It chipped away at my self-esteem for years, shaping how I moved through the world, always expecting the next blow. But I had improved. I had stood up to Jason when it mattered most, finding strength I didn’t know I possessed. So who the hell was Natalia Dimitri to embarrass me like this in public, especially when I wasn’t at fault? The anger that had been simmering beneath the surface boiled over into something fierce and unyielding.Before I could even think twice, I reached down and yanked one of her legs out from under her. Natalia came crashing to the floor with a satisfying thud. She was all bones and sharp angles under that expensive dress. Nothing but fragile arrogance. The impact echoed through the now-quiet venue, drawing even more stares. I didn’t stop there. I grabbed a fistful of her perfectly styled hair
TOO LATE TO WANT ME TAKE THIS, BITCH
Chapter 29Skylar’s POVThe sight hit me like a slap. A female staff member was on her knees in front of Ivan, literally devouring his cock while he fucked her mouth with his eyes squeezed shut in raw pleasure. Soft, wet sounds filled the small lounge, and his hand was tangled in her hair, guiding her rhythm. No wonder they hadn’t heard me calling his name. The door had opened without a sound, and for one frozen second, I just stood there, jaw slack, unable to look away from the crude scene unfolding right in front of me.This was none of my business. Not really. I wasn’t his wife, and I had zero romantic interest in the man. Still, the image burned itself into my mind. Since he couldn’t get me into his bed, he’d clearly chosen the next available alternative. Even so, I couldn’t shake how disgusting it was for a married man to do this so casually, especially with an event happening just meters away and his wife sitting in the same building. The sheer disrespect made my stomach turn.I
TOO LATE TO WANT ME AS I PEEKED IN, MY JAW FELL
Chapter 28Skylar's POVFor the next few days, staying in the house all by myself felt like a slow kind of torture. The silence pressed in from every corner. I’d wake up to an empty bed, the sheets cold where Zane should have been, and that emptiness followed me through every hour. My daily routine became a rigid loop just to keep my mind from spiraling: eat something quick and tasteless, sleep when exhaustion finally won, train until my muscles screamed for mercy, and then drag myself over to work. The work was the only part that gave me any sense of purpose, but even that felt hollow without the usual rhythm of the team around me.Most times, Conor would linger a bit after his own duties, cracking dry jokes or sitting quietly in the living room while I pretended to focus on paperwork. His presence was steady, like an anchor. Sometimes, Mara called me unannounced forcing me to laugh even when I didn’t feel like it. I was grateful for them both, but their calla and visits only highlig
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