บททั้งหมดของ Reclaiming His Ex-wife; At all costs! : บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

Thane's pov.Instead of the warmth I was used to, my hands fell on an empty, cold bed. It took me a moment to understand why.Andera wasn't here.I opened my eyes, the colourful hues of sunrise smiled at me from our bedroom window. A silver of sunlight had crept into the sky, spreading pink, orange, and bright blue across the morning sky. It was a beautiful sight, but there was something, or rather, someone more breathtaking, and my mind itched to see her.A wry smile crept across my cheeks at how love-stricken I sounded in my head. I used to think those men of old who wrote sonnets and poems to their beloved were insufferable romantics who had nothing better to do with their time, but now I felt like one myself- helplessly enthralled.I made my way downstairs where I was sure Andera was, probably in the kitchen, drinking coffee with a cup of mine waiting for me on the island.A sweet aroma wafted into my nose before I even stepped into the kitchen. I found Andera deep in concentratio

Thanes pov.Josh and I have been in steady contact since Marcus.I rubbed my hand over my mouth again, staring at the box in front of me. The study seemed eerily quiet, the air too stuffy, almost suffocating. I was supposed to be with Andera, listening to her as she talked about her expectations for our vacation of the year, but instead, I was stuck here, in a room that felt cold without her presence, with a box that seemed to be mocking me. My phone pinned. I pulled it out from my pockets. It was from Josh, the same message I've been receiving.“Nothing yet.”I bit back a groan; my frustrations were rising with every dammed ticking second. Marcus hasn't made a move yet. According to Josh's specially designed tracker, Marcus has not left his home since the meeting, there were so many questions I needed answers to What is Marcus' next move?What is he planning?He has to be working with someone. Who?And how the hell did he get the contents in this box?I dropped into my chair, th

Andera's pov.The hum of the plane's engines became a background sound that soothed me. I made a mental note to add ‘plane engine’ to my list of preferred white noise. It was late evening, Thane and I watched a movie, I fell asleep halfway and woke up to find him working on his laptop. He froze when I fixed him a stern stare.“No screens on the vacation. Remember?” I pointed out. We talked about this before departure; we needed to have more time with our children without the interference of anything work-related.Thane shut his laptop. “I was just covering some last-minute details.” my frown deepened, and Thane raised his hands in surrender. “Okay, you got me. I was working.” Amusement shimmered in his eyes. “Was,” he stressed to make his point. “Not anymore. See, I've closed my laptop.”I took it away from his lap, placing it down carefully on the closet seat. “And you're not going to open it till we get back to Seattle,” I said in my C.E.O. voice.Thane tilted his head to the side

Andrea's pov. “Sit.” his fingers dug into my hips. I breathed out a shaky breath and lowered myself on Thane's face. His mouth closed on my folds, and I had to bite my lips from screaming.“Ahhh...Thane. Fúck!.” The breath swooshed out of my lungs when his tongue swept over my clít in one smooth, languorous lick. Tremors wracked my body. I shuddered so much that I had to scramble back because fúck! “Stay,” Thane ordered, his gray eyes as dark as they were commanding. “Thane..I...you..” I may had stuttered some gibberish, but as that point, I wasn't in my correct state of mind, I wasn't in my mind at all. I was in heaven. In paradise. “Sit on my face Love.” his words rumbled against my core. My pússy quivered as I lowered myself on his face again, my most intimate parts meeting with his hot mouth. He closed his lips on my own bottom lips. Thane's eyes rolled into the back of his head, I felt his sigh inside me.“Mmm.” he moaned, another flick over my core, another cry from me, a

Andera's pov. It's been six days of calm, peace, and happiness, Well, except for the fact that Becky refused to join in any activities that would involve putting her in the water. No snorkeling, no kayaking, not even a lazy float in the plunge pool. “I can enjoy this vacation without getting into water.” she’d declared. I sighed, trying to convince her to join us in the pool.“It would be sinful to visit Maldives and not feel the water.”A tiny twitch of her lips. “Then you can call me a sinner.”I shook my head at her, narrowing my eyes playfully “Wait, you don't know how to swim?”Becky scoffed; she took a sip of her cocktail. “I am not taking your bait.”“Just know you're missing out,” I said as I swam towards Thane. Timmy and Tiffany were in their floaties, paddling around with glee.“Hey, you.” Thane greeted me with a smile when I came to his side; his torso glinted under the sun, and water dripped from his hair over his face like diamonds.“Hey, you.” I winked at him; it was