บททั้งหมดของ Condemned Wife's Compliance: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

“You’re different with her,” a voice said behind Aris, and he turned around with a raised brow.“I didn’t know you were in attendance,” he replied to the tiny blonde in front of him, “Or even in the country.”She smirked at him—an expression that was unsettlingly familiar.“Yeah, well, your eyes have not been taking in the room today,” the young woman said, a sparkle in her grey eyes.Aris rolled his eyes at her. “I don’t think I can take your sarcasm tonight.”“Well,” the young woman said with a careless shrug, “My date bailed ’cause he’s jetlagged. You have to babysit.”“You have been an adult for more than a decade,” Aris told her. “I am not your keeper.”“I’ll tell Mother if you bail on me,” the woman responded, her eyes daring him to abandon her.Aris gave her a side-eye that implied with little doubt that he was judging her immensely.“Sofia,” he said patiently as he looked around for Adrea, “I think you know you are also too old to keep on running to Mother when there is an issu

She did not know how Aris had gotten her off the balcony, through the crowd, and out of the building without people noticing the state she was in. She thought she was in shock. Aris had taken her to his car and told Hunter to take Sofia home. In the passenger seat, Adrea sat numbly. Her mind was refusing to compute what had just happened. Aris took her home and he could have walked her down a plank for all she was aware of.She had the image of meeting Rafael’s eyes and him just walking away. She knew that he did not love her anymore, but this… this was a new low. How could he see her in that position and just leave her? How could he?! The thought sent another wave of aggrieved tears rolling down her cheeks and she couldn’t stop them.Aris, who had gone to the kitchen to get her a cup of coffee, found her with her legs drawn up to her chest and her feet on the couch. She had her arms wrapped around her legs and her cheek on her knees as she silently wept. He had half a mind to go hunt

Adrea stirred to the soft sensation of lips brushing against her shoulder. She blinked groggily, lashes fluttering against the morning light, and turned her head slightly to find Aris’s face half-buried in the curve of her neck. With hair now loose and falling around his face, she saw that he was smiling. She could not help but think that he had the air of a man who had everything he wanted right in his arms.“You’re blushing,” he murmured, voice still hoarse with sleep.“I am not,” she protested weakly, immediately averting her face from him.“Yes, you are,” he said with an infuriating grin, brushing his nose against her shoulder. “It’s adorable. Who would’ve thought my darling spunk gets shy in the mornings?”She swatted at him half-heartedly, and he caught her hand, kissed her knuckles.‘I’d like to wake up to this every day,’ he thought, the quiet truth of it settling deep in his chest.Her warmth. Her sleepy pout. The delicate blush that crept up her neck.He dipped in again, capt

“Something is different here,” Sanne said as she looked from Aris to Adrea.Poker night had come and despite their normal banter, they were… there was a noticeable shift in their dynamic from the last time the lady viper had seen them.Vivienne looked at Aris and nodded, “I don’t know about Ms Galanis over here, but look at Aris.”Everyone looked at Aris.“He’s glowing,” she said, and Adrea marvelled as Aris’ ears pinked.“New skincare routine,” Aris deadpanned, despite the twinkle in his eyes.“Really?” Sanne said, looking at him, “Can you recommend it to me?”There was something in her tone that made Adrea know that she was teasing the man.He shrugged and said with a pleased smirk, “I can’t. It’s exclusive only to me. And I won’t share.”“Will someone please deal the cards?” Moreau said.He did not care what had changed between the two. Frankly, he had seen it coming. Anyone with functional eyes saw it coming. Hell, even the deaf would have heard or felt it coming.There was a uniqu

Aris stretched out on the poker table, arm slung behind his head, a lazy grin playing on his lips as he watched Adrea retrieve her blouse from the floor. The air was still heavy with the scent and the heat of their shared pleasure, but his eyes danced with mischief.“You know,” he drawled, “I’m not entirely sure whether to be flattered or concerned.”Adrea shot him a look as she slipped her arms into her shirt. “Oh? Do tell.”He propped himself up on his elbow and turned slightly, baring his shoulder to her. A faint red imprint in the shape of her teeth sat just beneath his collarbone. “You bit me, Adrea. That was not a nibble. Tell me, do you have a fetish without telling me you have a fetish, why don’t you?”“I don’t have a fetish,” she stated as she crossed to him with deliberate slowness, raising a brow. “Besides, you’re one to talk. You liked it.”Aris grinned shamelessly. “Guilty. But I wasn’t the one leaving territorial marks every time I touch you. My back is still healing.”Ad