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AliceAs I sat on the beach, the sound of the waves crashing against the shore filled the air, and the warm sand shifted beneath me. A stranger's voice broke the serenity, "The name is Lexi, what about yours?"I turned to face him, my long hair dancing in the ocean breeze. "Alice," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. I stepped back, my eyes drifting to the sand as I began to play with it, my fingers tracing patterns in the warm grains.Lexi's voice drew my attention back. "Excuse me, did you say your name is Alice?"I turned to him, a hint of a smile on my lips. "Yeah, great name, huh?"Lexi's eyes widened as he dug his hand into his trousers and produced an invitation card. "Is this… you... Alice Brown?"My eyes narrowed as I took the card from him, my fingers tracing the embossed letters. "How did you get this?" I asked, my voice laced with a mix of curiosity and wariness.It was my golden wedding invitation card. How the hell did he get this?"My brother sent it to me," he

XavierThe car's engine purred to life as we settled in for the drive home. Alice sat close, her presence warming my side. Lexi climbed into the backseat, his eyes growing dull with exhaustion. A glance at her revealed a faint shiver, her shoulders trembling slightly. The cold had finally caught up with her. My hand reached for the heater controls, cranking up the warmth. As the air vents blew gentle heat, I shed my jacket, draping it over her shoulders."I'm fine, I'm fine," she protested, her voice weak."No," I objected, a heavy glint in my eyes. "Just be quiet and put this on."Her eyes met mine, a whisper of gratitude escaping her lips. "Thank you."A soft smile played on her lips as she snuggled into the jacket's warmth. The drive continued, the silence between us comfortable.Alice's voice broke the quiet, laced with concern. "Do you think your parents will be mad at me? I mean, I'm sure your mom will be really mad... Oh, goodness, I'm so ashamed of myself."A reassuring smile

AlicePhoebe's gaze held mine for a while, her expression unwavering. "I'm afraid this can't wait," she said, her voice firm but polite.I felt a surge of determination. I wasn't going to let this woman disrupt my wedding night. "I'm afraid you'll have to wait," I said, my voice firm. "Or better yet, come back another day."Phoebe's smile faltered for a moment before she regained her composure. "I'll come back another day, then," she said, her voice dripping with sweetness. "But tell your husband... tell him Phoebe was here."With that, she turned and walked away, leaving me feeling uneasy and uncertain. Who was this woman, and what did she want with Xavier?As I watched Phoebe disappear into the night, a simmering anger brewed within me. Who did she think she was, showing up at my doorstep on my wedding night? But I pushed aside my irritation, focusing on the task at hand. I returned to the stove, where the water had reached a rolling boil. I quickly turned off the heat and began pre

XavierI adjusted my cufflinks, making sure they were perfectly aligned. My deluxe suit felt tailored to perfection, accentuating my broad shoulders and chest. I glanced in the mirror, ensuring my tie was knotted just so.My gaze drifted to the bed, where Alice lay sleeping, the duvet tangled around her body. I sighed deeply, feeling a pang of frustration. I didn't have time for this. I grabbed my briefcase and walked out of the room, ignoring the staff who tried to greet me.As I strode out of the house, the cool morning air hit me, refreshing my senses. I didn't bother calling my driver; instead, I drove myself to work, the solitude giving me time to clear my head.When I arrived at the office, my employees bowed down to me in respect, congratulating me on my marriage. I gave them a cold, distant smile, but they didn't seem to notice. They continued to greet me, their faces beaming with excitement.As I made my way to my office, I spotted Lumber sitting at his desk. He looked up, su

AliceI lay in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling as the hours ticked by. It was already 1 PM, and I couldn't believe I'd been there since Xavier left. The memories of last night lingered, refusing to be shaken off. I could still smell the scent of sex on my skin, a constant reminder of the passion we'd shared.With a newfound determination, I threw off the covers and stepped out of bed. My mother's words echoed in my mind, giving me the strength to face the day. I walked naked to the shower, the cool air caressing my skin. As I turned on the faucet, the warm water cascaded down my body, soothing my muscles. But with the relief came a surge of pain, a reminder of Xavier's rough treatment.I couldn't help but wonder why Xavier had been so harsh with me. Just last night, I'd called him "husband," a term that had sent shivers down his spine. But this morning, he'd been cold and distant. The contradiction left me reeling.As the water continued to flow, my memories of last night came flo