บททั้งหมดของ Entwined With Karma : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

The atmosphere was light and cozy, with lots of conversation on the trip home from the restaurant. The gentle hum of the car's engine blended with the talk between Jason and Kendall. Their faces were softly glowing as the city lights poured by. With every word Kendall said, Jason's curiosity about her grew. He cast a quick glance at her. "I had no idea you were so passionate about art," he said, his eyes showing real curiosity. "It's obvious that it resonates deeply with you." With a little giggle, Kendall's eyes glistened with anticipation. It's something I've cherished forever. The emotions and stories that art can portray are often too strong for words to fully capture. It offers a window into the mind and a glimpse into the world of another person.Jason nodded, clearly intrigued. That fascinates me. You have this really perceptive and novel way of looking at the world. It's among the qualities of you that I now find admirable. As he spoke, Kendall's heart began to race. She fe

“Make me your woman... Claim me...” Jason didn't let Kendall finish when he latched himself on her, sealing her lips in bouts of hot kisses, and shutting her up in the most sensual way. A prisoner to her desire, she moaned in his mouth, slightly parting her lips for him to devour her as he pleased. His hand held her chin and tilted it upward, keeping the kiss by every slow and alluring inch. “Skies, Kendall, I've waited long and hard for this day.” His breath was warm on her face, with his fingers tracing the smooth line of her delicate features. "Please, let us savor every bit of this moment... No rush.” Swallowing the arousal that she suffered, she nodded, unable to bring herself to speak. Right now, he was her master, and she'd obey his last words. "You're beautiful, Kendall." He mumbled, adjusting so the soft lightning could bathe her face. She blushed, suppressing a smile. Slowly, his hand fell to her bosom, trading a circle around her breasts, one at a time.

The calm house was bathed in a golden glow as the sun hung low in the sky. Jason had just hung up the phone when there was an unexpected knock in the hallway. His eyes flicked to the front door as he scowled. They did not anticipate any visitors. In the corner of the living room, Kendall curled up into a ball, feeling her body tighten. She couldn't quite pinpoint the source of the uneasy vibe in the silence. The knock came again—firmer this time. Jason rose to answer it, leaving Kendall to wonder who could be visiting at this hour.Jason's breath froze in his throat as he opened the door. Standing there with an inscrutable look was “Emily” the lady who had once filled his life with promises and ephemeral moments. Her eyes did not open when she smiled. "Jason," Emily murmured with ease, a hint of fondness mixed with something more, something acerbic."I hope I’m not interrupting."Jason blinked, momentarily stunned. "Emily? What are you doing here?"Emily shrugged and entered without

Long shadows were created on the bedroom floor by the morning sun filtering through the blinds. The golden brightness contrasted sharply with the weight that rested heavily on Kendall's chest. Her phone began to vibrate with each new notification as she sat on the edge of her bed. Her screen showed a series of headlines, each bolder and more obscene than the last:“Jason Reunites with Ex? Emily Seen at His Home!”“Old Flames Never Die—Is Jason’s Marriage Just for Show?”Kendall’s heart sank further with every headline. Each word twisted the knife of uncertainty just a little bit further, giving the impression that these were personal attacks. She clamped her hands around her phone, knuckled white, and read through the endless pieces, each one more brutal and incisive than the last. Her heart pounded and her chest constricted in dull misery. Although she had previously dealt with rumors and public scrutiny, this time seemed different. More personal. More threatening.Kendall's thumb r

Jason's signature was barely dry as he gazed at the documents stacked on his desk. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath as his fingers pattered rapidly across the mahogany surface, attempting to persuade himself that he had made the correct decision. The numbers were clear—this financial decision was necessary, but the weight of it felt different now. He pushed the documents away and leaned back in his chair, already dreading the inevitable confrontation. He hadn’t told Kendall. She would find out soon enough.Jason was no stranger to pressure, but this financial setback was unexpected. He told himself that selling the property made sense; it was a strategic move. His thoughts swirled as he justified it once more in his mind. They didn’t even spend much time there—it was just a house. But he knew better. It wasn’t just a house to Kendall. She had a particular fondness for it, something about the place gave her comfort, a sense of stability in their tumultuous arrangement. And no