All Chapters of (Not) My Husband: Still The Father Of Our Children: Chapter 131

Lavielle’s coupe glided into her Greystone villa’s underground bay at 01:13. She cut the engine, but didn’t move.The interior smelled like Mia.She sat in the dark, hands loose on the wheel, head tilted back. The leather seat was soaked in citrus and cream and something deeper—submission, maybe. Slick. Her slick. Lavielle let it wrap around her like smoke. She let her heart slow.Then she moved.The door creaked open. Bare feet met polished concrete, and the garage shutters closed behind her with a soft, metallic purr.The villa greeted her in silence. No lights turned on. Scent shields flickered green. Engaged. The air was cool, sterile, undisturbed.Lavielle walked like she owned the dark.Her coat slipped off her shoulders halfway down the hall. She didn’t stop. Her tie came undone with a tug. The top buttons of her shirt were already gone. Her belt hung open. The fabric whispered against her skin with every step, bu