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Chapter 41-WHAT YOU WERE NEVER MEANT TO KNOW.
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Twice His Wife Chapter 61-NO GOING BACK.
Anaïs didn’t scream when she felt the blade slide across her shoulder—she staggered. Her breath hitched. Not from pain, not yet—but from the shock. She turned slowly, her eyes meeting Cassian’s. And something in her broke.Cassian hadn’t seen her get cut. He hadn’t even realized the man had gotten that close.But when he saw the blood soaking through the side of her blouse, something inside him exploded.“Get away from her,” he growled, voice low, guttural. Not loud. Dangerous.The man in the mask—Cerberus’s right-hand man, the one with the smirk too casual for the chaos he caused—paused for a split second. That was all Cassian needed. He lunged, no hesitation. He didn’t fight like a CEO. He fought like a man with nothing to lose.The man went down hard.Anaïs dropped to one knee, pressing her palm to her wound. It wasn’t deep, but it was enough to rattle her. Enough to wake up a scream that never quite made it out.The fight around them was chaos. Cassian’s security team had taken ov
Twice His Wife Chapter 60-THE SILENCE BEFORE THE STORM.
The world didn’t move at first.It was like time had been punched in the throat—no sound, no shift, just air that hung thick with fear. Anaïs didn’t hear her own breathing, though she could feel her chest rising like it was struggling to push back against something invisible. Cassian’s voice echoed inside her skull from a moment ago, something about Maris, something sharp and warning—but it was all fog now.Because in front of her, just barely lit under the hallway’s dim ceiling lights, was Cerberus.No smile. No snarl. Just watching her.His presence didn’t feel like a man’s—it felt like a shadow had peeled itself off the wall and decided to grow bones.Anaïs tried to move. Tried to pull the gun from the small of her back where Cassian had taught her to keep it. But her hands wouldn’t listen. Her body was still caught somewhere between fear and the memory of everything they’d survived to get here.Cerberus cocked his head to the side, like he was studying her. His eyes flickered once
Twice His Wife Chapter 59-THE CRACKS IN SILENCE.
The room was too quiet. Not the peaceful kind of quiet. This one buzzed in Anaïs’s ears like a warning.She sat on the floor of Cassian’s study, knees tucked under her, staring at the shattered glass spread across the marble like a mosaic of everything broken between them. Her hands were trembling, fingers red where the tiny shards had kissed her skin. She hadn’t even noticed the pain until now.Cassian hadn’t said a word since the glass exploded against the wall. He just stood there, back straight, jaw tight, his eyes like obsidian ice.“I’m not afraid of you,” she said, voice low but steady.His eyes flicked toward her, almost like he was trying to decide if that was a challenge or a lie.“You should be,” he said simply.Anaïs swallowed. It wasn’t a threat. That was the worst part. It was a confession.The anger hadn’t come out of nowhere. She had pushed. She had pried. She had asked the one question that clawed at her every night he touched her without looking her in the eyes.“Who
Twice His Wife Chapter 58-A TWICE CRACKS IN SILENCE.
Cassian had never heard silence like this before.It wasn’t peaceful or calming. It wasn’t the kind that lulled people into rest. No, this silence roared in his ears like an accusation. It was the silence that came after someone had screamed all the truth they could manage and walked away—not because they didn’t care anymore, but because they’d cared too damn much.Anaïs had left the room an hour ago. Or maybe two. Cassian didn’t remember. All he knew was that the door had closed softly behind her, and ever since, he hadn’t moved from the edge of the desk where her necklace still lay—forgotten or maybe left intentionally.He stared at it like it might give him answers. Or catch fire. Either would make more sense than this hollow ache pounding inside his chest.How had it come to this?How had he pushed her so far away when all he’d ever wanted was to keep her close?Across the room, the city lights bled through the blinds, their shadows crisscrossing the carpet like prison bars. Cassi
Twice His Wife Chapter 57-THE THINGS WE DON’T SAY.
Cassian didn’t speak for a full thirty seconds after Julien’s footsteps faded down the corridor. Anaïs could feel the heat of his silence. It wasn’t quiet—far from it. His breaths were harsh, sharp through his nose, his jaw locked so tightly she thought his teeth might crack.She didn’t want to be the one to break it, but she couldn’t breathe in the tension any longer.“Say something,” she whispered.He turned slowly, his face unreadable. But his eyes—God, his eyes—were pitch black with something fierce. Hurt? Betrayal? She wasn’t sure anymore.“You didn’t tell me,” he said, voice low. “You didn’t say a damn thing.”“I—” Anaïs took a step forward, then stopped herself. “I didn’t know he was here. He just showed up.”“And that makes it okay?” He gave a short, cold laugh. “You froze. You didn’t even push him away.”“I didn’t freeze because I wanted him here, Cassian!” she snapped, her voice shaking. “I froze because that man terrorized me for years. Because seeing him again made my body
Twice His Wife Chapter 56-WHAT CAN’T BE UNDONE.
Anaïs didn’t scream when the door slammed.She didn’t flinch. She didn’t run.She just stood there, staring at the man who used to terrify her.Now? She couldn’t decide what she felt. Numbness, maybe. Or something worse—familiarity.Cassian didn’t step in immediately.He waited at the doorframe, watching Anaïs with that unreadable expression. His eyes didn’t blink, and he didn’t breathe until she did.She barely managed it.“What the hell is this?” she asked, voice steadier than she expected.“Your past,” he said. “And maybe your future, if we don’t end this right.”Twelve hours earlier.Cassian had left the compound after midnight.The tension after Anaïs’s outburst—after her demand that he feel something—still echoed in his head.And the worst part? He did.He felt everything.Guilt. Rage. Fear.He hated the way she saw through him.He hated even more that she wasn’t wrong.So he did what he always did—he ran.Not physically. But emotionally.Which is why he found himself in that go
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