Mag-log inLiana POV It was late afternoon when his car pulled onto the property. “I think he’s home.” I went into Ivan room. “The gate just opened.”He stepped out of the bathroom, just a towel wrapped around his waist. “I’ll see him in a little bit because I’m sure he wants to see you first.”I headed downstairs to the main entryway, and by the time I got there, Adrian was already speaking to the housekeeper with his bag on the floor beside him.One of the servants took it away, probably to wash his dirty clothes and return the possessions he brought with him.I was grateful to see him in one piece, without a scratch or a single bruise. I walked up to him and waited for him to finish giving his orders to the keeper.He finally turned and looked at me, and for whatever reason, he took nearly thirty seconds to really examine me.It was like he’d never seen me before, never took the time to study all the features of my face. His black wedding ring was on his left hand, and he walked toward me sl
Liana POV Ivan lay in bed while I sat in the armchair at his bedside. A movie was on, so we watched it together, sharing a bowl of popcorn.I kept glancing at my phone, wondering when Adrian would call and if he said he would call, he would.Unless something happened to him…Ivan must have noticed I’d checked my phone for the twentieth time because he said, “Don’t worry about him, he’s fine.”“It’s getting late.”“Late to you isn’t late to him.”“After what happened to you, how could not be worried about him?”He grabbed a handful of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth. “Because he’s not there to do anything dangerous and it's just a quick meeting, so you’re stressing over nothing.”“My husband is alone in a different country, of course I’m stressed.”“Well, don’t forget who your husband is.” He kept watching the TV. “He’s a powerful guy who can handle himself.”“So are you,” I pointed out. “Now you’re stuck in bed.”“That’s the difference between Adrian and me. I’m stupid but he’s
Adrian POV I had to head to the airport, but Liana was smothered into my side, her arm draped across my waist while her lips rested against my chest.Her hair stretched over my arm, the scent of her shampoo ingrained in my skin and I wanted to stay there and watch her wake up but I had shit to take care of.As gently as I could, I pulled my body from underneath hers and placed her on the pillow. I slipped from under the sheets and made it to the edge of the bed.My phone lit up with another message. I’d been getting them all morning. When I got to my feet, she stirred. “What time is it?” She pulled the sheets farther over her shoulder and closed her eyes. “Early.”“Then why are you getting out of bed?”“I’ve got to catch my flight.” I pulled on clean underwear and grabbed a t-shirt from the closet. “Flight?” She sat up in bed and let the sheets fall. “Where are you going? When were you going to tell me?”“Last night, but I never got around to it.” I pulled on my jeans then grabbed my
Adrian POV I sat on the patio in my sweatpants and finished work before bed. The doors were open, so I heard Liana walk inside after she finished dinner with her mother.There was no way to miss me when she walked inside, so she chose to ignore me. She was lucky she didn’t have to witness my dark side.I closed my tablet and brought it inside along with my glass of scotch. She was already dressed for bed, wearing one of my t-shirts with her panties underneath. She pulled her hair over one shoulder, naturally sexy without even trying.I was angry with her for being angry with me, but that didn’t stop me from getting hard. Just hours ago, my favorite slut was on her knees and ready to suck my dick, but there was no blood between my legs.The sight of my wife in my t-shirt giving me the cold shoulder made me so hard it actually hurt.She closed the drawer and turned toward the bed, choosing to pretend I wasn’t standing there.My patience evaporated, and I grabbed her by the arm.She twi
Adrian POV Ivan faced forward again, turning quiet as he dropped the conversation. “You’ve improved.”“Thanks to your wife,” he whispered.“I thought the housekeeper was taking care of you.”“Yeah, but Liana keeps me company during the day. We play games, have lunch, stuff like that…gets my mind off it and she’s nicer to me than your housekeeper is.”“Because she knows you’re a piece of shit.”“Well, your wife knows that too, and she’s still nice to me.” He turned back to me.I knew exactly why Liana was that way. “She has a big heart.”“I don’t know about that, but she is kind.”“What’s that supposed to mean?”He avoided my eyes for a long time. “Nothing.”“Doesn’t seem like nothing.”He still wouldn’t look at me. “Ivan.”“Just drop it, Adrian.”“Then why did you make that backhanded compliment in the first place?”He shrugged. “I guess I’m just angry about the whole thing.”They’d been spending a lot of time together, so they probably had a lot of heart-to-heart conversations while
Adrian POV I came home later like I said I would. Liana was having dinner with her mother in the dining room, but I wasn’t in the mood for bullshit conversation. I wasn’t even that hungry, so nothing sounded appetizing anyway.I made it to the third floor, my mood sour from the events of my night. There was a part of me that wished I could betray her, that I could be the cold monster I used to be. If she wasn’t good to me, I would just find someone else. It would hurt her, but make her take me seriously but I couldn’t do it.I wished I were immune to her charms, immune to her potent beauty. I passed Ivan bedroom, the door wide open. He was sitting up in bed with a dinner tray on his lap. His face still looked like shit, but some of his mobility had returned.He held his fork and took a bite of his dinner, moving slowly like every extension of his limbs was difficult without looking up from his food, he addressed me. “How long are you going to pretend I don’t exist?”I stepped into t







