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Chapter 58: Thrust
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Winning Back My Pregnant Wife Chapter 94: Less Nervous
Sarah“Have I told you how stunning you look tonight?” Julian leans in close, planting a warm kiss right below my ear.“Many times,” I murmur, but a shiver runs through me anyway. His lips travel slowly down over the hollow of my throat, making me arch into him in pure pleasure.“Good. You deserve to know how I’ll be thinking of how sexy you are all fucking night.” His hand snakes up my thigh, gently pulling at the fine silk fabric of my dress.At first, when he’d told me we’d be taking a private limo to the event tonight without my friends, I was genuinely upset. It’s late October, and with Halloween fast approaching this coming Monday, the city is buzzing with an erratic, festive energy. I’d wanted to spend as much time with my friends as possible before the holiday madness and our upcoming plans took over. I didn’t put up a fight for long, however. All it took was Julian telling me that because he had to share me for most of the night, he just wanted a private, stolen moment betwee
Winning Back My Pregnant Wife Chapter 93: The Nicky Special
Christian Good. So far, so good with Genevieve. I have absolute buy-in. She’s entirely willing to go along with the ultimate play. I let the weight of the conversation simmer for a while. I don't want to hit her with the entire, intricate plan all at once and completely overwhelm her. But Gavin and I have put together a rock-solid initial outline, and it's time to test the waters. For one thing, the execution has to happen on Halloween. Between right now and November second, when Julian is scheduled to meet his high-priced lawyer to blow up the relationship, there’s no other day on the calendar that makes tactical sense. Today is Tuesday the twenty-fifth. Tomorrow or the next day—Wednesday or Thursday—is just too soon. I need more prep time than that. The weekend is absolutely not going to work either. Friday and Saturday nights are far too unpredictable, and based on my deep dive into Sarah’s public F******k page, she seems to reserve those specific nights for high-society outings
Winning Back My Pregnant Wife Chapter 92: One Option
Genevieve“So that leaves only one realistic option,” says Christian, standing tall in the center of his living room.“What’s that?” I ask, keeping my voice soft, almost fragile. I’m seated on his plush leather couch, having patiently listened to him spend the last twenty minutes discounting other ridiculous options that were never really options at all.It’s half past six. I’m back at Christian’s condo for the second time today. After our frantic morning meeting, I drove straight back to Grace Park to execute the most nerve-wracking part of my day: slipping back into the house and carefully returning Julian’s laptop and that damning green journal to their exact, dusty spots on his home office desk. Then, I forced myself to sit at my own computer and pretend to do some work on the charity website from home—or at least, I tried to. In reality, I was just staring blankly at the screen for hours, eagerly wondering what brilliant master plan Christian would come up with.“And mind you, I’
Winning Back My Pregnant Wife Chapter 91: Hot as Hell
SarahThe blush creeps from my cheeks all the way down to my chest. I meet the eyes of my friends, unable to form words as I recount the simple sentence he’d written. How do only eight words have me wishing our party was already over and he was making good on his promise?“Is it romantic?” Winnie asks whimsically.My lips rub together coyly. “You could say that.”In one fluid movement, Emma leans forward and snatches the note from my hands. She quickly reads over the note, throwing it back into my lap with a loud groan. “I get hey you up texts and you get shit like this? Not fair,” she whines.Winnie grabs the note from my lap, doing it a lot gentler than our friend just did. Her cheeks get pink immediately as she hands it back, her eyes wide.“That wasn’t for either of you to read,” I murmur, pulling the present into my lap.“I’m glad I did. Next time a man sends me a dick pic as foreplay, I know what I’m missing out on.”I ignore the conversation between the two of them as I pull at
Winning Back My Pregnant Wife Chapter 90: 2nd Engagement
Sarah“Are you sure this looks bridal?” I spin in front of the mirror, catching the eyes of my best friends in the mirror. My hands run down the silk dress, marveling at the way it hugs my curves perfectly, but still leaves a little to the imagination.“You look hot as fuck,” Emma chirps from behind me. She picks up a pair of my red bottoms, raising her eyebrows as she inspects the heel.“I think you look stunning,” Winnie agrees.“Is it chic enough? Formal enough? I didn’t know when Marcus suggested an engagement party that it would be this…elaborate.”Emma hums. “Keep telling yourself that, Mar. You’re marrying into old money; every occasion is an excuse to throw a party.”I grab a pearl studded headband from the armoire in the far closet. I haven’t slept in my bed since the night Marcus and I returned from the business trip, but I’ve been insistent on keeping my closet up here instead of moving all my things in with Marcus. It’s nice to have a space that feels like my own, to have
Winning Back My Pregnant Wife Chapter 89: How Bad Do You Want It
Christian Gavin is quiet, his eyes closed tightly as he sits on the weathered park bench in Wrightwood Park. His hands are pressed flat together in front of his lips, almost as if he’s lost in deep, silent prayer.We’ve been going over this exact same puzzle for the last three hours. We started over a tense lunch, moved on to a few heavy beers, and now we’re just walking the winding paths of the park near his high-end condo in Lincoln Park. To get his help, I had to completely violate our sacred vow never to share real names—that ironclad wall we built years ago to keep our individual scams entirely separate from each other. Until this afternoon, he’d only ever known Genevieve as “Number Seven” and Julian as “Number Seven’s husband.”But running through all my options with this nightmare of a new development, it was just too damn hard to keep using clinical titles. Especially with a third player—Julian’s relentless ex-wife—crashing into the equation.So now, Gavin knows the whole tru
Winning Back My Pregnant Wife Chapter 27: Surprise
JulianThe crystal chandelier in the foyer rattled as Genevieve’s voice hit a pitch that could have shattered glass.“Julian, don’t you dare walk away from me! We are not finished!”Julian Sterling didn’t even break his stride. He adjusted the heavy gold link of his cufflinks, his face a carved mas
Winning Back My Pregnant Wife Chapter 22: Off Your Feet
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Winning Back My Pregnant Wife Chapter 38: Hands Off
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Winning Back My Pregnant Wife Chapter 28: Leverage
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