Semua Bab The Womanizer's Mute Wife : Bab 111 - Bab 117

Knight guided Genesis out of the car, his hand firm around her waist, as he led her toward a strange, abandoned-looking building. She frowned, confused, her heart picking up speed. Something didn’t feel right. It was late—too late for something like this—and the whole thing felt off.She looked up at him, studying his profile. Was it just her eyes playing tricks on her, or did his usual glowing blue eyes seem… darker? When he turned to glance at her, he looked different. Still Kieran, yes, but not quite the same. This wasn’t the first time she’d noticed it either. There were moments he seemed like another person entirely.Even when they had sex, sometimes he was different—rougher, more intense. His eyes would turn almost black, his voice deeper, his words darker and more possessive. And she liked that side of him. But other times, he was soft and playful, like earlier when she’d tried hiding her phone from him and he teased her for it. It was like he had two sides. But that couldn’t b

Genesis stared down at Kieran, who was kneeling between her legs, his hand resting lightly on her bare thighs. She had the urge to reach down, thread her fingers through his hair, hold him close, letting him know that she could never truly stay angry at him. He was good to her—he always had been even when didn't have to and that's the truth.But she didn’t want to let him off that easily.Not yet.She wanted him to feel bad. Not about what he had done exactly—because she knew he wouldn’t. In his mind, what he’d done was necessary, part of his role. But she wanted him to understand that she didn’t want things like that. Forgiving him too quickly wouldn’t help her get that across. So she didn’t reach for him. Instead, she stared out the window in silence.“Princess,” Kieran said gently, his hand squeezing her inner thigh—not painful though but enough to remind her that he was there.But she didn’t look at him.From the corner of her eye, she saw him begin to reach up, likely to turn he

What’s going on?Genesis blinked groggily, her brows furrowing as she turned slightly and felt something wet beneath her. Beside her, there was movement—like someone was shifting around. Slowly, she forced her eyes open. The light stung at first, and she instinctively shut them again before managing to keep them open long enough to focus.Her vision cleared.Kieran.He was crouched at the foot of the bed, almost between her legs, scrubbing something on the sheets. His jaw was tight, his movements fast, frantic.Huh?She lay there, still and silent, watching him.What happened?He didn’t realize she was awake until she shifted upright, the mattress creaking slightly beneath her weight. His eyes snapped up. For a moment, they simply stared at each other, frozen.Her gaze dropped to his hands. He was holding a pink cleaning brush. Then her eyes followed—slowly, cautiously—to the sheets. A dark stain, almost cleaned now, marked the spot between her legs.Blood.And then the realization cl