All Chapters of TWISTED AFFAIR: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

KATE'S POV The steady buzz from my phone did nothing to help calm my nerves. I was alone in the office, holding a cup of coffee with both hands as different thoughts swirled in my head. The silence in this room was deafening, and I felt so…out of place. Maybe it was the way Micheal had looked at me earlier, as if I were an inconvenience.I had just organized my stuff when I heard a light knock on the door. Ethan entered and closed the door behind him."Hey," I said, forcing out a smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes.He didn't smile back. He looked…disappointed. Maybe even hurt.“Why didn't you tell me?” he asked, his voice low but firm. “That you were his ex-wife. You had a different name on your resume.”My heart sank. I placed the pen down slowly.“Ethan I didn't know how to, I found out last minute, and even if I told you, I wouldn't have gotten the job.”“You didn't know how to?” a disbelief edge in his voice. “Kate, I brought you in. I vouched for you. You should’ve told me.

MICHEAL'S POV The door clicked shut behind her, but the echo of Ashley's presence lingered like a storm that hadn't fully passed.She was gone. And I hadn't said a damn word. I couldn't even go after her because we couldn't be seen together like that. Not when Kate was here.I stood still near the window, watching the city lights through the glass. Kate was standing behind me, her heels clicking as she stepped further into my office.“I didn't mean to interrupt.” She said quietly.I turned slowly to face her. Her voice hadn't changed. Still poised, calm, threaded with that infuriating elegance she always carried. She wore a black skirt and white blouse, her dark hair falling back in that same style she used to wear during board meetings when she wanted to intimidate everyone at the table.“What are you doing here, Kate?” I asked.Her brow lifted as if she was surprised by the question. “You knew I was coming. Ethan said you agreed to this meeting.” I cursed under my breath. I had ag

MICHEAL'S POV “Come on, Ashley…pick up.” I muttered, pacing outside her apartment like a goddamn lunatic. My thumb hovered over the screen before I hit the dial again.Straight to voicemail.I stared up at the building, hoping—willing–some kind of light would flicker on, or a shadow would move behind the blinds, something. Anything.But it stayed quiet. Dark. Like she hadn't been home at all.I cursed under my breath and tried calling again. And again.Same thing. It went straight to voicemail.A blast of cold air cut through me as I rested against the wall. I rubbed my face hard, trying to settle my thoughts, but it only spiralled.Where the hell are you, Ashley? This wasn't like her even if she's mad at me. Not a word since she left, not even a reply to my text. After the look in her eyes when she saw Kate…after what I didn't say, I knew I'd messed up pretty bad. I should've run after her the second she walked out. I should've been honest.Now, I had no idea where she was.I pu

MICHEAL'S POV My phone buzzed on the passenger seat. I picked it up mindlessly to see a text from my assistant, Chloe.Chloe: Sir, I worked on what you asked, and I just wanted to let you know the result. Miss Kate has been in touch with someone named Ryan. Several calls and texts were traced to her number last week. I thought you'd want to know immediately.”I read the message. Read it again. And once more.“Son of a bitch,” I snarled.I spun the wheel with a hard pull and drove straight to the office. The rage did not just seep in—it blasted right through me. I couldn't even think straight. Everything else receded. Her face. Her lying. That fake crying shit she pulled last time. That won't work this time.Ryan?She was conspiring with Ryan?When I arrived at the building, I wasn't even breathing properly. My fists were clenched on the steering wheel as I pulled in the parking lot. The second I was in the lobby. I heard Ethan’s voice. “Micheal.”I looked up to see him walking towar

MICHEAL'S POV I woke up to the soft touch of something warm and wet moving down my body. For a moment, I thought I was dreaming–half awake, arms heavy, sunlight peeking through the curtains. But then I opened my eyes and looked down, and there she was.Ashley.Snuggled between the sheets, her back arched over my knees, her hair sprawled over my skin like silk. Her mouth was soft and warm on my cock, waking me up slowly, teasing with measured strokes that got all the nerves in my body screaming simultaneously.“Good morning, baby.” she moaned.I gasped. “Jesus, Ash…”She smiled a little, her lips wet and glistening with drops of my seed. “You like that, right?”I reached down, brushing her hair back, my hand wrapped around the base of her neck. “You little naughty vixen, you're going to kill me with pleasure one of these mornings.” Her tongue moved up my skin slowly and I moaned. There was something different in how she touched me— like she wasn't trying to get me hot, but trying to