Three

Four months later

“Congrats, man. I salute you for this one! You’ve had some gorgeous wives!” Alexis clapped Niu on the shoulder, and the group of friends burst into laughter.

Niu’s eyes wandered to the woman standing beside his ex-wife. He took his time looking her over. She was wearing a simple dress, appropriate for the occasion—but to him, that dress clung in all the right places, hugging every curve. Just the sight of her stirred something in him. She’d been avoiding him for months.

Niu wanted to slap himself for thinking this way. It was his wedding day, yet here he was, staring at the hottest woman in the room.

“Hey! Who the hell are you staring at?” Cashel snapped at him, following Niu’s gaze. When he realized where Niu’s eyes were fixed, he shook his head in disbelief.

That snapped Niu back to reality. He turned to his friend and gave a quick shake of his head. Mentally, though, he noted: he needed to talk to Kate about what happened four months ago. That night they shared—the night that refused to leave his head. He had to admit, it was the most intense night he’d ever spent with a woman.

“You’re lucky with Selene, bro. Not only is she rich, but she’s also talented. She’s a keeper. Don’t screw this one up,” Rex, one of his closest friends, said seriously. Rex knew everything Niu had been through, always giving him advice and guidance.

“Yeah right. But here you are, freshly married to Selene, and your eyes are already locked on Claire’s friend. Classic Niu. Did you know that—”

Cashel didn’t finish his sentence because Niu elbowed him hard and gave him a warning glare. Cash knew exactly what went down between him and Kate.

“Damn, that hurt,” Cashel groaned.

Rex frowned but chose not to press further.

The wedding was held in a lavish garden—Selene’s choice, of course. Niu hadn’t cared enough to argue.

“Congrats, lover boy.”

Seb, his older brother, threw an arm around his shoulder. His wife, seven months pregnant, stood glowing beside him. Niu’s eyes, however, couldn’t help but drift to the young woman standing next to Claire.

Now that Kate was close, all he wanted was to pull her against him, to feel the warmth of her body again.

Claire beamed as she hugged him tightly. “Congrats, Niu! I’m so happy for you.”

“Thanks. You look beautiful with that baby bump. Pregnancy really suits you,” Niu said sincerely. He was genuinely happy that his brother and Claire were finally official. They’d been through so much, and they deserved their peace.

“Of course, that’s because she’s being spoiled by Sebastian Altamirano!” Seb teased, making both brothers laugh.

After surviving the scandal, Seb and Claire had finally tied the knot on his private island—her dream location because of the memories it held for her.

“Where’s your bride? I haven’t seen Selene around,” Seb asked.

“She said she was going to take a quick nap. I don’t know what’s wrong with that woman—she’s been acting strange lately. But honestly? I don’t really care what she does. Our marriage is more obligation than anything else.”

“Just let it be. Enjoy being a groom again.” Seb winked.

“Asshole,” Niu chuckled, giving his brother a playful punch on the arm. He could see how happy Seb truly was with his wife.

“Claire, I’ll just head to the powder room for a bit,” Kate excused herself.

Niu’s eyes followed her retreating figure.

The powder room—private, enclosed. The perfect place to talk. He completely forgot about the fact that it was his wedding day. All he could think about was Kate, and the burning need to get close to her again.

He excused himself quietly and followed her, his body heating up with anticipation. He had no idea how she would react if he tried to talk to her, but one thing was certain: he craved her skin again.

Niu didn’t even bother knocking. He just pushed the door open.

Kate jumped at the sudden intrusion. He shut the door behind him and locked it.

Her eyes widened, and she instinctively stepped back when she saw who it was.

“What are you doing here?” she asked nervously, glancing around the room.

The space was small, enclosed—the air between them thick with tension. The temperature seemed to rise instantly.

“Kate, we need to talk,” Niu said, almost desperately.

“There’s nothing for us to talk about, Niu. Leave.” Her voice was sharp, firm.

She turned her back on him, facing the mirror.

From where he stood, Niu admired her reflection. Her body looked even more incredible now, and his hands itched to touch her again. He ached to taste every inch of her like before.

His body responded instantly at the sight of her perfectly round, firm ass.

“Please, Kate. I need to talk to you about that night four months ago. I can’t just bury it. It’s been haunting me every night since.”

In a flash, he was right behind her, his eyes meeting hers in the mirror.

Niu closed the distance between them, his hands sliding onto her waist, squeezing gently. He leaned down, whispering in her ear, watching her reaction in the reflection.

“I missed you so much, Kate. I missed your tight little body.” He nipped her ear, and she let out a soft moan.

The sound thrilled him—it meant she wanted him too.

He pulled her tighter against him, letting her feel how hard he was. He was already throbbing, desperate. All he wanted was to rip her dress off, bend her over the sink, and take her hard, muffling her moans so no one would hear. The thought of screwing her during his wedding reception sent his blood boiling.

Right now, only one thing consumed Niu’s mind—Kate’s sweet body wrapped around his.