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Chapter 65 – The Other Woman
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While Marrying Mr. Steele Chapter 68 – The Woman in Red
POV: Amelia The garden looked like something out of a dream—moonlight spilling across marble floors, paper lanterns strung through olive trees, casting soft golden halos over clusters of Italy’s most elite. There were fountains that whispered as they trickled and tables dressed in champagne-colored silk, the kind of place that made one forget reality and lean into something more dangerous—like illusions.Amelia descended the stone steps slowly, her pearl-gray dress clinging like a second skin, elegant but quiet, unlike the glimmering gowns that brushed against the marble around her. She wore no necklace, just pearl drop earrings and a flick of silver at her eyes. Understated, but Ethan had called her devastating.He’d kissed her hand just before they entered, his voice low and sure, like it belonged in her bones.“Just one more night,” he whispered, the pad of his thumb stroking her knuckles, “and we vanish again.”She had smiled, leaned in, and kissed the edge of his jaw, as if seal
While Marrying Mr. Steele Chapter 67 – The Chase
Ethan’s POV“Try to keep up, sweetheart,” I called over my shoulder, laughing as I climbed the narrow stone steps that led into the twisting hills of Positano, the sun already warming the back of my neck.Behind me, I heard Amelia groan dramatically, “You’re really using that cane for sympathy now, aren’t you?”I glanced back at her, grinning, “What can I say, it’s my secret weapon. Makes people underestimate me.”She rolled her eyes, her ponytail bouncing as she climbed a few steps to catch up with me, her hand brushing my lower back, “You’re not allowed to look this smug and this hot at the same time. It’s illegal.”I leaned slightly on the cane, but I didn’t slow down, not when the breeze felt this good and the narrow trail led us deeper into the blooming side of the cliffs, where lemon trees overhung the path and old stucco walls were painted shades of burnt coral and gold. This wasn’t the kind of walking I used to do, but it was the kind I chose to do now, with her.“You’re not s
While Marrying Mr. Steele Chapter 66: Run hot, run wild.
Amelia’s POV“You packed sunscreen, right?” Ethan asked, smirking as he leaned against the open glass doors, one hand on his cane, the other balancing a pair of sunglasses on his head.I was already in my bikini, tying the wrap around my waist, and I shot him a look over my shoulder, “I’m not the one who burns like toast after ten minutes in the sun, Steele.”He grinned, slow and crooked, and walked over to me, his limp barely noticeable now, “Fair warning, if you slather it on me like last time, I might make some very inappropriate sounds.”“I count on it,” I murmured, standing up fully, brushing past him just close enough to graze his chest, “That’s the only reason I agreed to this yacht trip.”“Not for the view?” he teased.“Oh, I’ll get my view,” I said, looking him up and down as he grabbed his linen shirt, still unbuttoned over his swim trunks, muscles flexing just enough to remind me that therapy had taken a back seat to other kinds of physical activity lately, “I get it every
While Marrying Mr. Steele Chapter 65 – The Other Woman
Amelia’s POVI couldn’t sleep.Ethan had held me close after the gala, his arms warm and steady around me, but the moment his breathing shifted—slightly heavier, no longer synced with mine—I opened my eyes.Something was off.It was in the way he kept checking his phone even when he thought I wasn’t looking. The way his grip had been tender, but distracted. His kiss deep, but not all the way there. Not the way it usually was. Not the way it had been earlier, when I’d spoken Italian and watched his whole world tilt in my direction.I told myself I was being paranoid. I told myself this wasn’t one of those stories—where the rich man got distracted, and the woman in his bed stopped being enough.But sometimes the gut just knows.And mine was twisting like a storm was coming.I lay there for a while, watching his face in the soft light spilling from the hallway. Then, around 3 AM, I felt him shift.He thought I was asleep.He slipped out of bed, pulled on pants and a shirt, and left the s
While Marrying Mr. Steele Chapter 64 – Silk and The Ex
Ethan’s POVI had stared at the same cufflink for a solid five minutes before finally giving up and dropping it onto the vanity tray with a quiet clink. My fingers were steady—more or less—but something about tonight felt... too polished.Too much like my old life.Black-tie galas were nothing new. I had sat through fundraisers, board dinners, charity auctions with million-dollar paintings that never made it onto a wall. But this was different. This was Italy. And with it came ghosts—my father’s friends, classmates I used to fake-smile at, professors who told me I’d never live up to the Steele name unless I married rich and ruthless.I adjusted my collar again and cursed under my breath.I hated the tux already. It was tailored perfectly, of course—Amelia had made sure of that. But no amount of silk and precision stitching could ease the heaviness in my chest. The hotel suite was too quiet. And that quiet left room for memory. Too much room.Sienna’s face flashed through my mind. The
While Marrying Mr. Steele Chapter 63 – The Jet and the Jealousy
POV: AmeliaIt started with the damn champagne.A crystal flute in my hand, the bubbles dancing all the way up to my head—and somehow, Ethan's eyes doing the exact same thing to my body. The man was lounging like sin personified, one long leg stretched out, the other bent casually at the knee, his cane tucked beside the leather armrest like a forgotten accessory.“This seat is nicer than our first apartment,” I whispered, running my palm across the butter-soft leather. “Are we flying, or floating?”Ethan smirked, swirling his own glass. “Technically, both. Welcome to your first private jet experience, Mrs. Steele.”“Still weird hearing that,” I murmured, glancing around the cabin like it might swallow me whole. There were plush cream seats, polished wood paneling, and a literal bed tucked behind a privacy curtain. A bed. On a plane.“Get used to it,” he said, his voice low and warm. “There’s a whole world I haven’t shown you yet.”“And you thought Italy would be the right time to star
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