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To Hate, To Love, And To Wed 98– Michael
“What was that about?” Ada’s father asks the moment I enter the en-suite waiting room.I look around. “Where’s Kate?”“She’s running a few errands for me,” Jameson answers with a straightface.Nodding, I plop into the couch, throw my head back and shut my eyes. I can feel my skin burning with his eyes as he awaits a response—one I’m unwilling to give. I pry my eyes open as my head lolls to the side. “It’s nothing.”“It’s not nothing.” Jameson says pointedly. “Two days, Michael, and you’ve been a shell of yourself.”“Yes,” I agree, “because my woman is in pain. Because I failed to protect her.”“It’s beyond that.” He counters.I raise a brow. “Is it?”“Michael—”I cut him off with a groan. “I haven’t slept in two days. I need to rest my head.”“She’s crying,” Jamseon says, all of his smugness disappearing, replaced by the desperation of a father who wants to understand his daughter’s pain. “What did you talk about?”I’m silent.A beat. Two. “She was pregnant. Lost it in the attack.”
To Hate, To Love, And To Wed 97– Michael
Now it’s just us.Me and my woman, in the quiet.This is how it’s meant to be, what I planned for it to be once her event with Alora Mount was concluded—just us, time away from work and people. But I never imagined that we’d be here, encased by white, sterile walls.I sit beside the bed. My hand hovers above hers with hesitation, then lowers. I wrap her cold fingers in mine. “Are you feeling alright?”She offers me a smile. “I thought you’d never ask.”“Why wouldn’t I, baby?” I murmur.Adaline inhales a deep breath. “It’s not your fault, Michael.”I can’t help the chuckle that leaves me.“It couldn’t have been your fault,” her voice is firmer, more assuring. I don’t respond. Holding her hand with one of mine, I cradle her face with the other, smiling softly. “You’re such a fighter, baby.” A breath tumbles out of me. My chest shakes. “Thank you for holding out until I got to you…”Her eyes roll as though she’s holding back tears. When those irises meet mine again, they’re brimmed so m
To Hate, To Love, And To Wed 96– Michael
Two days later.Adaline is still asleep. And I’ve been standing and pacing for so long my legs are aching.This is the only thing I can do. I won’t be able to function any other way until I’m certain my woman’s eyes are open and stable.The room smells like antiseptic. Lavender strangles the air. It shouldn’t—antiseptic and Lavender should have nothing to do with each other.But Kate placed a diffuser in the corner, as though pretending this place is anything other than what it is: sterile, quiet, and heavy with grief.I’m almost convinced she’s still in denial. Because how can her best friend go from being a successful entrepreneur with a unique brand that’s already causing traffic to lying in bed unconscious…Adaline mumbles again. Just like she’d been doing since today—a string of slurred, soft nonsense.Drool clings to the corner of her mouth, and her eyes shift beneath their lids.I stay standing—hands folded over my heaving chest, eyes intent on her. Kate is curled in a chair
To Hate, To Love, And To Wed 95– Michael
The fluorescent lights in this goddamn hallway are too bright. The walls are too white and too clean it’s almost blinding.The beeping of machines that echo through the hallway is unnerving.The soft chatters ringing in my ears has become irritating.My shoes hit the tile again and again with steady… maybe unsteady thuds as I pace back and forth, worn grooves into the floor in my mind, maybe in reality too. I don’t know. I don’t care.I can’t sit. I can’t breathe. I can’t do a damn thing except move. Forward. Back. Forward. Back.A fucking cycle.The red sign above the emergency theatre blinks, and I swear it hasn’t stopped since they rolled her in.My woman is in there, fighting for her life and all I can do is pace this goddamn overly perfect floors.All I see in my mind is her pained face, her skin stained with her own blood… She was barely breathing.She was…I scrub a hand down my face, tasting salt and metal. My jaw is clenched so tight it feels like it might crack. I catch
To Hate, To Love, And To Wed 94– Michael
I feel giddy tonight. For the first time in thirty days, I finally had the opportunity to be so close with my woman and the feeling was exhilarating. My blood is still pulsing with desire. My car still smells like her. I still hear her little defiant voice in my head.And before you start asking why it took a month to see her again, I’ve come to understand that Adaline struggles to focus when she’s distracted. I’m her distraction. And If I hadn’t given her space to soak into her creative element, she wouldn’t have produced such phenomenal designs that wowed everyone tonight.So it was worth it—watching her get her accolades and knowing we had to sacrifice our need to be close to each other for her to achieve this milestone. I flatten my palm over where she sat and feel something underneath my skin. Her purse. A wider smile curls my lips. This is just another excuse to see her again tonight. Maybe this time, I’ll be adamant about having that coffee. And I’ll probably end up holding h
To Hate, To Love, And To Wed 93– Adaline
“Adaline Black? Your wife?!” my voice is incredulous as I fold my arms over my chest, pinning Michael with a glare.And yet, he looks so unbothered. He leans casually against the car door, a smug half-smile tugging at his lips. “You were smiling when I said it, and you didn’t deny it. And it’s the truth.” I let out a scoff, throwing my hands in the air. “Did you expect me to frown? To deny it? So that I’d give them something to rip me apart with, seeing how you already gained their favor?” Michael’s smile widens, his blue eyes sparkling with amusement. “Are you ashamed?” he asks, voice maddeningly calm.I knit my brows together, confusion flickering across my face. “What?”“Are you ashamed to be introduced as Mrs. Black? Am I not worthy of being the husband of the almighty Adaline?”I let out a laugh. “I don’t see a ring on my finger!” “I’ll get you one. Actually, I’m having one made specially for you right now.” He declares, his eyes dropping to my finger.“Oh, and now that you’v
To Hate, To Love, And To Wed 92– Adaline
One month later.“Miss Daniels!”I spin around, eyes searching through the space, trying to figure out who just called me. The moment I spot Mrs. Alora Mount, a smile spreads across my lips.We weave through the sea of organizers, all rushing around to put everything in order before the guests start arriving. When we’re close enough, we greet each other with cheek kisses.“It’s so nice to see you again, Mrs. Mount. You look as radiant as ever,” I say, practically squealing with excitement.She chuckles, shaking her head. “Please, call me Alora.”I grin. “Not until you start calling me Ada.”We both laugh.Alora Mount is the wife of Keylor Mount, one of the biggest businessmen in New York City. And she’s not just his wife—she’s built a brand of her own in the fashion and beauty world.Everyone knows she leveraged her husband’s influence to climb up fast, and she never tried to hide it. I admire that about her—unapologetic, strategic, and powerful.We’re collaborating on a showcase toni
To Hate, To Love, And To Wed 91– Adaline
“I should be at the fashion house, Michael. I have a lot of work to catch up on.” My voice is exhausted as Michael slows his car by the drive.He rolls his eyes like the sassy man he is. “Get out of the car, Adaline.”Yes, sir!I step out of the car, and Michael is behind me in a flash, his hand resting on my lower back, guiding me into the manor while my legs tremble from the exertion of what we just did—AKA our passionate rendezvous in the office and the car.I can still feel the heat lingering on my skin. I exhale a breath, smoothening down my dress with my hands, as though wanting to somehow erase the evidence of what happened between us.Michael glances down at me, his face smug, his expression one of complete satisfaction. His lips twitch into a knowing smirk every time he glances my way, and it only makes my cheeks burn hotter.“Don’t smile at me like that, you freak.”“Don’t be so shy, baby, you’re my wife.”“Yeah?” I raise a playful brow, “I don’t see a ring on my finger.”He
To Hate, To Love, And To Wed 90– Adaline
My legs are still trembling from the effect of that toe curling orgasm as Michael and I stroll through the hallway and step into the elevator, descending in tense silence. The air thickens with every ding of the elevator on every floor reached, and I keep swallowing down the lump forming in my throat.His promise echoes in my head.He said he’d take me home. Make me crawl to him. Then make me beg for all the stress I’ve put him through.Whose home? Mine? His?Why do I have to be the one to beg?He should crawl to me.My cheeks burn. It’s been a while since I’ve seen this feral side of Michael, and the anticipation shakes me to my core. I gasp when his hand settles on the small of my back—possessive, firm, and sure—guiding me toward his car. My heart pounds against my ribcage, beating so fast I can barely keep up with my breath.When we reach the car, Michael opens the passenger door for me. I slide in and flash him a soft smile, trying to read his mood.Why is he so quiet?What’s goi
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