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The air in the room changed, thickening with something I couldn’t quite name. His fingers, which had been idly tapping against the desk a second ago, stopped moving.And then, slowly, his expression hardened.“What is this about?” His voice was cold, almost detached.“You know what this is about, Simon.” I searched his face for a reaction, but he remained silent. “I think… a child would bring us back together. Just like before.”His jaw tensed. “Nana, we agreed—”“I know what we agreed on,” I cut in. “But things have changed.” My voice was firm, but my chest ached. “You were gone all night, Simon. You didn’t even return my calls.”Silence. He just watched me, his gaze unreadable.I took a shaky breath. “You say we’re fine, but you and I both know that’s not true.”His expression didn’t shift, but for a brief second—so quick I almost doubted it—I thought I saw it. Guilt. It flickered across his face before vanishing into indifference.“This isn’t about a child,” he said finally.My hea

Simon’s POVNana was slipping away from me.It wasn’t obvious, not yet, but I could see the signs. The hesitation in her eyes. The way she didn’t lean into me like she used to. The lack of warmth in her voice when she said my name. It was my fault obviously but I couldn’t have her walking away. Never. She was mine to hurt alone. I led her through the restaurant, my grip around her wrist firm but not tight enough to raise suspicion. I preferred control wrapped in silk, not iron. People glanced as we passed—admiring, envious. The powerful CEO and his elegant wife. Picture perfect.Except she wasn’t adored. She was possessed.The host pulled out her chair, but I beat him to it, taking her hand and pressing my lips to her knuckles before guiding her down. A small gesture, a carefully placed thread in the unraveling fabric of her devotion.She stiffened for a moment, and then her eyes flickered—hope.Pathetic. Poor thing. I’d almost feel bad if she wasn’t such a fool for me. Even after e

SIMONNoah sat at the counter of the small inbuilt bar, completely at ease in my house—like a wolf that had just wandered into the den of another, unbothered by whose territory he had just invaded. He held a glass of whiskey between his fingers, swirling the amber liquid as if he owned the place. A slow, smug smile curved his lips when his gaze met mine.I stilled, my body tensing before I even spoke. “What the hell are you doing here?” My voice came out low, tight, barely controlled.Noah took a lazy sip before setting the glass down, his expression deliberately casual. “Relax, big brother. I’m just being a good neighbor.”Nana turned to look at him, surprise flickering in her soft features. “Neighbor?”Noah chuckled, slow and amused, like he was enjoying a private joke. “Luigi sold his mansion to me. I’m the new owner.” His gaze flickered back to me, sharp and calculating. “We’re neighbors now, Simon.”The words rang in my ears like a goddamn siren. Of course. I should’ve known. Noa

“Simon what are you doing?” Nana asked, her breath shuddering. I remained silent soaking in her disheveled state and ragged breaths. She looked so fucking beautiful, too beautiful. Every inch of her begged to be marked, bruised and tortured by me. Fuck I wanted to hurt her and make her enjoy every bit of it but I couldn’t. She was too pure for me. She tried to get up but I pushed her back, following as she landed softly on the bed, my hands found hers and pinned them above her head. More confusion flickered in those amber depths but I didn’t care. I needed more I wanted more. My blood ran hot rushing everywhere most especially my dick. I leaned into her ears, kissing the back close to her neck. My breath hit against her skin. Her breath hitched. “Simon” she called but her voice only dissipated with the air. I peeled back again. “I hate you Nana.” The words almost slipped out of my tongue but they remained in my head. “You have no idea how much I want to wreck you.” With

NANA I stood in the driveway, dazed, watching as Simon’s car disappeared down the road, leaving me standing here, aching for the need he ignited inside me. My stomach knotted and my breath caught in my throat. Even though he had assured me it was just work, it didn’t feel like it. I knew, sooner or later, I’d have to confront my feelings for him. I had to ask myself if I could still trust Simon, because right now, it didn’t feel like I could. He felt like a stranger, like someone playing pretend in my life, and the slow realization of that left a crack in my heart. Sucking in a shaky breath, I turned and walked back into the house. The cold air nipped at my skin, making me shiver. I wrapped my arms around myself, offering what little comfort I could. My legs wobbled across the freshly cut grass, and an overwhelming weight sank into my chest, but it didn’t drown the tight ache that curled inside me. My insides twisted, clenching around nothing over and over, as if searching for