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Three days passed in a blur of careful avoidance.Daniel didn't return to Alina's room, though she heard from Mrs. Helen that he hadn't slept in the master bedroom either. He'd been staying in his study, working late into the night, sleeping on the leather couch when exhaustion finally claimed him.Clarissa played the perfect hostess during the day—smiling, charming, monopolizing Junior's time with elaborate activities and expensive gifts. But her eyes tracked Daniel's movements with increasing frustration, especially when he found excuses to avoid being alone with her.Margaret watched it all with growing displeasure, her disapproving glances at the dinner table making it clear she blamed Alina for the household's dysfunction.And Alina... Alina waited.Waited for Emma's text. Waited for the right moment. Waited while documenting everything in her hidden notebook—every slight, every restriction, every hour she was denied access to Junior.The text came on Thursday afternoon.Alina wa
The Billionaire's Insignificant Wife Morning After
Morning came with light that was too bright.Alina opened her eyes slowly—her head still heavy, her body felt like lead, her mouth dry with the familiar bitter taste of antibiotics.It took a few seconds to orient herself.She was in her room. In her bed.But there was something different.Warmth.There was something warm beside her. Something breathing. Something that—Memory from last night hit with brutal clarity.Daniel.Medicine forced in.The kiss.Tears.Alina froze, not daring to move, not daring to open her eyes fully.But she could feel—an arm wrapped around her waist, a chest rising and falling with regular breaths behind her, the warmth of another body too close.Daniel was still here.Still in her bed.Still holding her.Panic began creeping—slow but steady—in her chest.She had to get up. Had to get out of this embrace. Had to—"Don't move."Daniel's voice—low, hoarse with remnants of sleep, whispering right in her ear.Alina flinched slightly, but the arm around her wai
The Billionaire's Insignificant Wife The Empty Bed
At the opposite end of the corridor, in the master bedroom that had just become hers, Clarissa Sterling stood before the large mirror with a practiced confident smile.Maroon lingerie—delicate lace that barely covered anything, with strategically placed details—hugged her body perfectly. She turned slightly, checking every angle, making sure everything was perfect.Hair tied low with loose waves that looked effortlessly sexy. Natural makeup but with bold red lips. Perfume—the same one she wore five years ago, the one Daniel used to say he liked—sprayed at pulse points.Everything calculated. Everything planned.Tonight was her first night living in the mansion as part of the household. Her first night sleeping in the room that used to be exclusively Daniel's.And Clarissa would not waste this opportunity.She had waited too long for this. Five years outside, watching from afar, regretting her impulsive decision to leave when Junior was born. Five years of losing the position that shou
The Billionaire's Insignificant Wife The First Kiss
Alina struggled—hands pushing Daniel's chest desperately, head trying to turn away from the lips pressing firmly against hers.But Daniel's hand behind her head was too strong. His position too calculated.She couldn't break free.Water from Daniel's mouth flowed—carrying the bitter medicine forcibly into Alina's mouth. She had no choice but to swallow, or choke.She swallowed.The medicine went down her throat with a burning, bitter sensation that made her want to vomit.But Daniel didn't release her.It should have been over. The medicine was in. Mission accomplished.But Daniel's lips were still pressed to hers—no longer forcing, but... something else.Something softer. Deeper.More... intimate.Alina froze—shock overwhelming anger for a moment—as she realized Daniel wasn't just forcing her to take medicine.He was kissing her.Really kissing her.For the first time in their five years of marriage.Daniel's lips moved against hers with slow, deliberate movements, as if memorizing e
The Billionaire's Insignificant Wife Forced Medicine
Alina stared at the tray before her with empty eyes.The chicken soup was still steaming. White rice neatly arranged. Warm tea in a fine porcelain cup.But she wasn't hungry.Not after the conversation with Emma. Not after hearing the words "divorce" and "custody battle" spoken aloud for the first time.But she remembered Mrs. Helen's message. "Ma'am must eat everything."And Mrs. Helen had taken a huge risk for her. The woman deserved cooperation, at least in this.So Alina ate.The warm soup went down her throat with mechanical precision. Rice that had no taste—or maybe her tongue had gone numb. Tea she drank until it was gone though too sweet for her taste.Everything.As requested.When the tray was empty, Alina put down the spoon gently and leaned back in her chair.Her injured hand throbbed—a constant reminder of yesterday, of spilled soup, of sharp bowl shards.But she didn't reach for the antibiotics still neatly arranged on the bedside table.Not tonight.***Exactly one hour
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At ten past five in the evening, Alina's bedroom door opened slowly.Mrs. Helen entered with a dinner tray—chicken soup, white rice, and warm tea. But what made Alina's heart beat faster wasn't the food.Under the napkin covering the tray, there was something rectangular in shape. Small. Hidden.Mrs. Helen closed the door with her foot—gentle but firm—then walked to the table with calculated movements to appear normal if anyone was watching through cameras (though Alina was fairly certain there were no cameras in her room, but they couldn't take the risk)."Dinner for Ma'am," said Mrs. Helen in a voice slightly louder than usual—for the benefit of anyone who might be listening from outside. "Fresh chicken soup. Still warm."She placed the tray on the table, arranging the plates with deliberate movements.Then, with a very subtle gesture—almost invisible—she shifted the napkin slightly, revealing the small box underneath.Alina's eyes met Mrs. Helen's.The old woman nodded once. Barely
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