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The CEO'S Chubby Contract Wife 38
He sat on the couch, his thighs spread lazily, a smirk playing on his lips as the three ladies closed in around him. My eyes darted away, but Zane’s voice cut through the room “Watch,” he commanded, his tone low and dangerous. “Or I send your parents to where Mila is.”My stomach lurched. What the hell does that mean? My chest tightened, panic clawing at my throat. I couldn’t risk it. I couldn’t. Reluctantly, I turned my gaze back to the scene unfolding before me.One of the ladies, her red curls spilling over her shoulders, knelt between his legs. Her fingers worked at the buckle of his belt with practiced ease, her lips curling into a wicked grin as she freed his cock from his trousers. It sprung out, already hard and throbbing, the tip glistening with a bead of pre-cum. My breath caught in my chest as I watched her wrap her fingers around the base, her tongue darting out to lick her lips in anticipation.The other two women flanked him, their hands roaming over his chest, their na
The CEO'S Chubby Contract Wife 37: Watch and learn
I opened my eyes slowly, blinking against the dim golden light filtering through crystal chandeliers above. My head ached, my arms felt heavy, and a strange scent—some expensive cologne or perfume—hung in the air.The ceiling looked high and polished, and when I pushed myself up on the velvet mattress, I realized this wasn’t just any room. It was fancy. No, not just fancy—expensive. Marble floors, gold-lined curtains, a plasma TV mounted on the opposite wall, a long grey couch, and a glass table sat in front of it. Two closed doors stood to the right.“Where am I?” I whispered, my voice dry and cracking.I turned to the left, hoping this was some twisted dream, my bare feet sinking into the thick rug as I stood. That’s when I noticed a photo on the wall. My breath caught in my throat.A photo of me and Zane. At the university gate. My first day. I remembered the exact day. I had just arrived, still overwhelmed by the crowd and the buzz of campus life. I was laughing, shy, hiding behi
The CEO'S Chubby Contract Wife 36: Unexpected
Lucian's POVI didn’t speak in the car. Didn’t blink much either. My parents sat on either side of me, and I felt like a child again, swallowed between the two shadows that raised me. When we got home, I slammed the door behind me and headed straight to the whiskey.My hands trembled as I poured the drink, but it did nothing to steady me. The scent of alcohol mixed with the thick silence pressing in the room. Mom sank into the couch like nothing had happened, legs crossed, eyes distant.“You’re just going to act normal?” I spat, turning to her.My father sighed and settled into the recliner. “Lucian, you need to calm down—”“Calm down?” I hurled the glass across the room. It exploded against the wall, whiskey trailing down like blood. “You paid someone to murder a woman. Not just any woman—my wife. Someone I loved. Someone I failed to protect. You hired someone I knew to kill her.”“She was trouble,” Mom muttered coldly. “She kept digging into things that didn’t concern her.”“Oh? You
The CEO'S Chubby Contract Wife 35: stolen wealth
“Give me Lillian back,” she said, but before I could even take a breath or shape a reply, she turned away.Her voice rang with something I couldn’t touch—grief maybe, or hate, or something older than both.I turned back, helplessly, my chest tightening as I realized what made her stop mid-sentence—she had seen my parents.I wanted to run after her. I wanted to scream her name and drag the truth out from wherever it was hiding, but my knees wouldn’t move. I stood there, frozen, like a scared little boy again.“Why?” I whispered, more to myself than anyone.The day passed in broken pieces after that.No one spoke. Not even to ask if I'm okayMy mother had gone quiet—dangerously quiet. At home, she cooked, stirred, moved like a ghost through the kitchen, but didn’t eat a single bite. She didn’t even sit at the table. Just poured tea she didn’t drink.My father stayed in his study with the door cracked, enough for me to hear him muttering. Tapping his pen. Over and over.Names. Dates. Fra
The CEO'S Chubby Contract Wife 34: who is she
I turned and looked at Mom, then back at the woman. But before I could ask more, the woman’s eyes widened, and she jerked her shawl over her face, turning away so quickly it felt like a gust of wind had passed. Her heels clicked urgently against the tiled hospital floor, echoing as she dashed out, her figure disappearing past the reception.I blinked, frozen for a moment, then turned sharply toward Mom.“Mom, do you know her?” I asked, my voice low but shaky, as I tried to piece together what had just happened.But instead of replying, she wrapped her hand around mine. Her grip was firm. Urgent.“Let's go,” she whispered, not even glancing at Lucian or Barrister Kuti or anyone else in the room.Before I could ask another word, she dragged me along, out of the hospital ward, past the corridors, the stares, the murmurs of nurses and patients. But I didn’t pull away. Not once. Because truth be told, I wanted to leave that suffocating room more than anything. My chest was tight. My heart
The CEO'S Chubby Contract Wife 33: Shintla?
“Lyra, what do you want to check on a male thigh?” Rafi asked, his brows furrowed, confusion thick in his voice. “Just leave me alone.”The hospital room was too quiet. My heart thumped louder than the beeping machine beside the bed.Why were they all acting like I was being irrational? Why were they trying to stop me?I clenched my fists, my breath shaky, my chest heavy.What are they hiding from me?My eyes burned as I glared at Lucian’s covered thigh. “Why are they not letting me check? What’s there in checking a male’s thigh?”My voice cracked with rage and pain. I didn’t wait for anyone anymore. I grabbed his trouser and pulled it down—not completely, just enough.Just enough to see what I needed.There it was.A scar. Thin, pale. A scar I had memorized in flashes. A scar from that night. My breath hitched, like someone had pulled the air from my lungs. The room started to spin around me, my knees felt weak, and my stomach turned.I stumbled back one step. Then another.No. No. N
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