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Chapter Sixteen: Ahlia
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2026-10-23 05:08:46
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The Husband I Hate (Bwwm Interracial Romance) Chapter thirty-two: Ahlia
The invitation to Leena's House's new unveiling arrived on pale pink paper and, rather unexpectedly, I might add.I decided not to RSVP, not because I was jealous or didn't want to support my sister, but because I realised that our moment at her wedding was just a fluke.Our relationship didn't improve. We've met a few times since then at mandatory family gatherings and social events, and Leah has reverted to throwing her petty jabs. Something about this time around makes it worse, because something about her seems to have changed. It feels as though her feelings towards me have evolved from petty jealousy to outright hatred.Her eyes were colder and her words meaner.I wasn't sure whether it was really about me, her relationship with Burke, or the fact that I had witnessed the part of her life she'd prefer to keep hidden, but whatever it was, I was over it.Meredith found me in my studio that morning with a laptop held out in front of her, thankfully interrupting my thoughts about Le
The Husband I Hate (Bwwm Interracial Romance) Chapter thirty-one: Ahlia
In the week following the blackout, my husband turned dangerous.It wasn't the way I had prepared for. He didn't smirk or try to seduce me. What he did was far more unsettling.It came in small doses: a mug of tea appeared in my room every morning at 7am, perfectly steeped, topped with the right amount of milk, and delivered with a soft kiss on my forehead.Whenever we spent time at home, a cooked meal turned up at my elbow at one o'clock whenever I forgot to eat. I didn't cook, so he did. And at work, he called during my lunch break and made sure I had my meals delivered. He asked about my day, and then listened to the answer, all of it, with his full attention, as though he wouldn't want to be anywhere else.I was never one to be clingy. I was never this way with Dylan because I made sure not to be the woman who couldn't breathe without her man, but with Dominic, I was starting to be that woman. We spent all our free time together, and whenever we were apart, we sent texts.We hadn'
The Husband I Hate (Bwwm Interracial Romance) Chapter Thirty: Ahlia
The storm hit at 7:40 that evening, and less than fifteen minutes later, Manhattan had gone completely dark.And we were stuck in the elevator when it happened.Dominic had picked me up from D'Orleans again, which I should have found stifling, considering he had also taken me to work that morning, but I didn't.We’d come in through the private garage, and he was stripped down to his white shirtsleeves, holding two garment bags that I’d decided to take home with me, holding them on one arm as if they weighed nothing, while I dragged behind him, my expression forlorn.My earlier interaction with my mother sat heavy in my chest, like a stone I couldn't swallow. Neither of us had brought it up. He’d simply taken my bag at the door without asking, holding it in that effortlessly territorial way he did everything.The elevator climbed smoothly past the thirtieth floor. A low, violent rumble shook the steel shaft beneath us. Then the overhead lights flickered, buzzed, and died.The car shudd
The Husband I Hate (Bwwm Interracial Romance) Chapter twenty-nine: Ahlia
I was woken by the sunlight streaming through the window and the sound of deep, slow breaths beside me. He was still here. I lay still, revelling in the moment. The luxurious feel of the sheets, the strong forearm draped around my midsection, almost as if he were scared I'd leave if his grip were any looser. I felt wanted, and just then I wished we could lie here forever without having to think about anything, without the interference of the outside world. I never wanted this to end. "You're awake," Dominic said suddenly, his voice a low rumble. "Yes,” I said softly. “I assumed you were still asleep.” I turned my head to find his eyes open, grey and clear but lacking their usual intensity because of the last remnants of sleep. His hair was a mess, too, but it worked for him because he looked years younger. Suddenly, I was reminded that beyond his intensity and reputation, Dominic Prescott was a man who was not yet thirty. "What time is it?" I asked, remembering that I had a busin
The Husband I Hate (Bwwm Interracial Romance) Chapter twenty-eight: Ahlia
It was almost midnight when Dominic returned. I stood by my door, my ear pressed to the wood, as I tried to listen for any movement from him.Not long after, I heard the door to his room open and close, so I opened my door and stealthily walked down the hallway until I got to his door.I knocked softly but got no response, so, overtaken by annoyance at being ignored and determined to set things right, I turned the knob and pushed the door open.Closing it behind me, I took a look around, butThe vast bedroom was empty. His white sheets remained untouched, and the only source of light was the lamp on his bedside table and the city beyond.I heard the sound of water running, and before I could think better of it, I walked towards the bathroom door. I pulled it open, and a soft gasp was ripped out of me as I was greeted with a naked Dominic standing under the showers.The glass was a bit foggy, but I could see enough, and suddenly I realised that the last time I saw him naked was that ni
The Husband I Hate (Bwwm Interracial Romance) Chapter twenty-seven: Ahlia
Leah's wedding was exactly what you'd expect from someone with her personality: a perfectionist who left nothing to chance. The ceremony was held in a ballroom at the plaza, and I was seated beside Dominic in the second row. I wore a plum-coloured maxi dress with a structured silhouette, a gown I'd made myself specially for this occasion. I watched my sister walk down the aisle on my father's arm, wearing an ivory satin ball gown with a pointed basque waist and a pearl neckline. She was beautiful, just as always. I tried to focus on how good she looked, because if I didn't, I'd notice that her smile wasn't as radiant as one would expect from a woman marrying the love of her life. I'd also notice that, unlike me, she'd chosen to have bridesmaids, and I wasn't one of them. The women lined up behind her were people I'd seen her hang out with over the years. I realized I wasn't really familiar with them, just as I wasn't familiar with most parts of her life. "You're tense," Dominic mur
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