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Chapter 12: The Musical Festival (Part 2)
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2026-09-03 13:51:37
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The Angel's Den Chapter 14: The Musical Festival (Part 4)
Wilhemina-“Wilhemina.”I stared at her. No. Absolutely fucking not. Of all the places Emilio could have brought her…not here. Never here! That had been the deal.For three years, I had endured birthdays he missed because Yazmin was having a difficult day. Dinners canceled because she needed him. Holidays rearranged around her emotions. Galas where I smiled beside my husband knowing he would leave with another woman afterward.But my events?Never.That was the one boundary I'd demanded. The one rule Emilio had agreed would never be broken. And yet there she fucking stood. Worse? He hadn't simply allowed her into the festival. He'd brought her backstage.Into my fucking space! Before I could explode, Emilio released her arm and hurried toward me.“Sweetheart.”Sweetheart? Was this motherfucker serious! My eyes narrowed. He smiled nervously.“You remember my assistant…Yazmin Fachelli.”I slowly looked at him. If looks could kill, Emilio Saldini would've dropped dead where he stood. His
The Angel's Den Chapter 13: The Musical Festival (Part 3)
Chapter 13: The Musical Festival (Part 3)Wilhemina-Me: I'm heading home now.I stared at the message for another second before locking my phone.No response...of course. I tossed it onto the passenger seat and turned my attention back toward the road. He was probably with Yazmin.Honestly, I didn't know why I'd bothered texting him. Courtesy, perhaps. Habit. Some leftover piece of the dutiful wife I'd spent three years becoming.Whatever.I wasn't expecting him to be waiting for me. Which was why I nearly stopped walking when George opened the front door.“Good evening, Mrs. Saldini.”“Evening, George.”He accepted my coat.“Mr. Saldini is home.”My brows rose.“Emilio?”“Yes, ma'am.”Interesting. I headed upstairs, showered and changed into a comfortable silk lounge set. I'd barely finished brushing my hair when a knock sounded.“Come in.”The door opened.Emilio.“Hey.”I stared at him through the mirror.“Hey.”His hands disappeared into his pockets.“Dinner's ready.”“Okay.”Tha
The Angel's Den Chapter 12: The Musical Festival (Part 2)
Emilio-I stared down at the plastic bag in my hand.Black lace. Jesus fucking Christ. The front door had barely closed behind Wilhemina, and already fury was crawling up my spine.“George!”Footsteps approached quickly.“Yes, sir?”I held up the bag.“Who cleaned the master suite?”His expression shifted.“Sir?”“The bedroom, George. Who cleaned it before my wife came home?”He hesitated. Wrong fucking answer.“Who?”“One of the maids, sir. Mary.”“Bring her here.”“Mr. Saldini—”“Now.”George nodded.“Yes, sir.”I tossed the bag onto the table. Fuck. Wilhemina had been gone nearly two weeks. And during that time, Yazmin had convinced me she should stay here.I'd originally told her no.Regardless of how Wilhemina and I had married, bringing another woman into the home we shared felt like crossing a line.Apparently, that had been the wrong thing to say.“So I'm the problem.”“Yazmin, I didn't say that.”“You didn't have to.” Her eyes had filled instantly. “This is my fault. Wilhemin
The Angel's Den Chapter 11: The Musical Festival (Part 1)
Wilhemina-“Holy shit…”I leaned back in my chair, iced latte in hand, watching the launch video for probably the fifteenth time. The livestream had aired the previous Saturday. Millions of people tuned in. The countdown had barely reached zero before the screen exploded into color.CENTRAL-BAY'S ANNUAL MUSICAL FESTIVALThen the words disappeared.THIS YEAR…A pause.PREPARE FOR AN ADVENTURE.The promotional video swept through digital renderings of enormous themed worlds, interactive stages, elaborate food villages, floating lights and immersive attractions before finally revealing the theme.ADVENTURES IN MUSICLANDThe internet had lost its collective fucking mind.The festival would run for two days—Friday and Saturday—with each section designed around a different musical experience. Pop. R&B. Jazz. Rock. Classical. Country. Latin. Hip-hop. Even an entire fantasy-inspired area where live orchestras would perform cinematic arrangements beneath thousands of suspended lights.Then cam
The Angel's Den Chapter 10: Remember Your Duties.
Wilhemina-Four days.That was how long I'd been staying with Deena. Four glorious days of not waking up beneath the same roof as my husband who was never home anyway. Emilio, however, apparently had no intention of allowing me to forget he existed.Calls. Texts. More calls. More texts.I'd ignored every single one. My evenings, on the other hand…those had been considerably more enjoyable. I'd spent more than one of them with Angel.But Friday afternoon, romance was the last thing on my mind.“Temporary vendor permits…approved. Alcohol licensing…approved. Fire inspection…”I flipped through the final documents spread across my desk.Eight days.That was all that remained until the annual Central-Bay Festival, and considering thousands of people were expected throughout the weekend, I wasn't leaving anything to chance.Buzz.I glanced at my phone.Father: Dinner tonight. Seven. My estate.I stared at the message. Of course. A wave of irritation washed over me. Honestly, I was surprised
The Angel's Den Chapter 9: I Don't Want To Be Here
Wilhemina-“Where. The. Fuck. Have. You. Been?”My heart pounded as Emilio stared at me. What did he know? Had someone seen me? Had he followed me?Fuck!I forced my expression to remain calm.“I was at work.”“Bullshit!”His shout echoed through the foyer. I flinched.“I went to your fucking office today, Wilhemina!”My stomach dropped. What? His jaw clenched.“I felt guilty about what happened at the wedding. So I decided to come take you to lunch.”I stared at him.“You?”“Yes, me!” He laughed bitterly. “Imagine how fucking stupid I looked when your receptionist told me you’d taken the entire day off.”Ah. Shit.“So I'll ask you again.” He stepped closer. “Where were you?”I opened my mouth.“And don't even think about saying you were with Deena. I already had one of my men verify she was at the hospital all day.”My brows tightened.“You had your goons checking on my friend?! What the fuck is wrong with you?”“With me?” His eyes widened. “What about you? You lied! You sat across f
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