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Trouble in Print

Autor: Luciana Rielle
last update Última atualização: 2025-06-06 22:42:49

Monica was fuming.

She paced the living room like a caged lioness, her fingers crumpling the edges of the newspaper in her hands. Her chest rose and fell with sharp breaths, and her face had flushed a deep, dangerous red.

She couldn’t believe what she'd just read.

It had all started innocently—she'd stepped outside to grab the mail when the headline on the newspaper caught her eye. Odd, really. She never read newspapers. In fact, that was one of the things she swore she'd never be caught dead doing. Newspapers were old school. Outdated. Useless.

And worst of all, they reminded her of her past.

Mark turned the corner just in time to spot his mother’s furious pacing. He froze. Took a step back. Then another.

Uh-oh.

She looked like a volcano moments before eruption. That surprised him, considering just yesterday they'd received some of the best news of their lives—finally, a crack in Kieran and Genesis’s shiny little world.

So why did she look like she wanted to murder something?

His gut
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  • The Womanizer's Mute Wife    If It Hurts Her, It Dies

    “Will you stop crying? You’re going to make me ugly-cry too, and trust me, you do not want to see that,” Revelation muttered, snatching the tenth soggy tissue from Genesis’s trembling fingers (literally the tenth) and tossing it into the plastic bag already bulging with the evidence. She cupped Genesis’s flushed, tear-streaked cheeks between her palms, thumbs swiping uselessly at the fresh tears. “Look at what you’ve done. You’re a bloated tomato now.” Genesis let out a watery laugh that instantly dissolved back into sobs. The driver glanced at them in the rear-view mirror and quickly hid his grin. “I can’t stop, Rev. I just… I can’t believe it,” Genesis whispered, eyes dropping to the pregnancy test in her lap. The word PREGNANT stared back in bold, impossible letters. “You have to believe it,” Revelation said softly, squeezing her hand. “It’s real.” Genesis pressed her palm to her still-flat stomach, half-expecting to feel warmth blooming beneath her fingers. “Liam,”

  • The Womanizer's Mute Wife    Forgiveness and a Heartbeat

    I sat in the vinyl chair beside Amelia’s hospital bed, the monitors beeping their slow, steady lullaby. Whatever they’d pushed through her IV had finally won; her lashes fluttered once, twice, then settled. She’d fought sleep like a soldier, terrified that if she closed her eyes the video of her baby would vanish. Thirty minutes straight she’d watched it on loop (tiny fists waving, rosebud mouth yawning), tears sliding sideways into her hair.Revelation had bullied the NICU staff into letting us record the infant. I’d only had to soften the request with a please and a tremble in my voice. They’d caved. Revelation filmed from the doorway (Amelia was too weak to be wheeled down), and we’d carried the baby to her on a glowing screen.Now Amelia slept, cheeks still wet. I eased the phone from her slack fingers and tucked the thin blanket higher around her shoulders. She looked impossibly young with the fight drained out of her.I turned to hand Revelation her phone. She wasn’t looking at

  • The Womanizer's Mute Wife    Anchor and Heartbeat

    GENESIS“You look pale, princess. Are you sure you’re fine?”Kieran’s deep voice broke through the morning quiet as he stood beside the open passenger door of the car that would take Genesis to the hospital.Genesis let out a small laugh. “I always look pale.”But Kieran didn’t laugh. He didn’t even smile. Instead, he stepped closer, closing the car door with one hand and pressing her gently against it, his tall frame caging her in. His nearness made the air feel heavier, charged.“I know every part of your body like they were carved into mine,” he said softly. “I know your skin…”His fingers trailed along her cheek, and her eyes fluttered shut at his touch. His hand drifted down—over her neck, toward her chest, and lower, resting on her stomach. Her eyes snapped open, meeting his. He was watching her so closely it almost felt like obsession, but it wasn’t—it was love that bordered on worship.“I know my wife, Genesis Blackwood,” he murmured, his thumb brushing slow circles against he

  • The Womanizer's Mute Wife    The First Sequence: Angel and Devil

    GENESISI stared at myself in the mirror. I didn’t feel good.My skin looked pale, and my stomach churned again. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, sighing. This was the second time I’d thrown up this morning—and I still didn’t know why.I glanced down at what had left my stomach, staring blankly for a few seconds before pressing the flush button. Watching it swirl away somehow made me feel even emptier.After brushing my teeth, I stepped out of the bathroom. The bed was empty—Kieran was gone. Not that it was a surprise.I pulled on one of his large shirts, the fabric soft against my skin, and made my way downstairs. I needed to find him—to tell him I wanted to go to the hospital to see Amelia and the baby. I needed to know they were okay.But as soon as I pushed open the bedroom door, noise flooded my ears—bustling footsteps, moving voices, the sound of wheels on marble.“What’s going on?” I muttered, blinking.I hurried down the stairs, and from halfway down, I could already

  • The Womanizer's Mute Wife    The Bargain

    REVELATION“How was I so foolish that I didn’t realize it?”That was the thought echoing in my head as I sat bound to their ridiculous torture chair.I glanced around the damp room. It smelled like mildew and moldy onions.Why the hell did it smell like onions?If Mama were here, she’d probably laugh first before helping me out of this mess.She’d say, “Mija, you got played at your own game. Didn’t I tell you to leave that house after that man fed you that drug through a kiss?”And speaking of that asshole…The door creaked open, slicing through the darkness with a harsh light. I flinched, closing my eyes as it burned against them. The door slammed shut again just as fast, and footsteps followed, heavy and slow.When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a broad chest wrapped in leather. Of course, I didn’t need to look up to know who it was. His scent filled the room, strong, sharp, drowning out the mold and rot.I sighed. “Does Knight not have any other lackeys? Why is it always the du

  • The Womanizer's Mute Wife    No Rest for the Blackwoods

    The doctor hesitated, his jaw tightening. “She…” he paused, his throat working as he searched for the right words. “She’s in critical condition. We managed to stop the bleeding, but her body’s weak. She lost a lot of blood, and right now, she’s not responding. We’re doing everything we can, but…”Genesis’s breath caught. Her fingers went cold. “But what?” she whispered.“She might not make it through the night,” the doctor said softly.Genesis gasped, her knees giving out beneath her as she clutched at Knight’s arm. “No…” Her voice broke. “No, please, no…she can’t… she can’t die.”“Genesis..” Knight started, reaching for her, but she stumbled forward toward the doctor, shaking her head violently.“Let me see her!” she cried. “Please, I need to see her! I have to…”The doctor stepped in front of her, his hands raised. “I’m sorry, ma’am. You can’t. She’s in intensive care now. No visitors allowed until she stabilizes.”“I don’t care!” Genesis sobbed, her voice rising. “Please, she has t

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