All Chapters of Bound To Three, Wife To One: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Diego I froze with my glass of wine still mid air for a second and I had to look twice to be sure, in case I'd misread it. Her message glowed on my phone. 'What you up to, boy? I'm horny.'All this while, I'd maintained my restraint, burying the heat of my affection and desires. I'd been careful, respectful even though I wanted more with Violet.And now, Violet was undoing all that by just one text. She'd been so beautiful tonight. And that dance - God! I'd wanted her to remain in my arms forever. It took a lot of practiced control to not get a hard on on that dance platform. She was the one crossing that line now. I set the glass down and picked up my phone to type my response. 'You’re playing with fire, Violet. I’ve wanted you since the second I laid eyes on you. Don’t text me that unless you’re ready for me to show up and make you forget every man who’s ever touched you.' The silence after I hit send stretched into several minutes and I started to regret my respo

Violet "Gaius." I exclaimed, surprised to see him waiting when I stepped outside, Diego behind me. Gaius was dressed in black jean trousers and jacket like he was heading out. "Hey beautiful." He extracted his hands where they were behind him and thrusted a bouquet of red rose forward, catching me by surprise. "For you." "Thank you." I collected it, aware of Diego's presence. I chanced a glance at him, but his face was calm. He extended a hand to Gaius. "You must be Violet's husband."Gaius took his hand without bothering to correct him. "It's a pleasure." Then his gaze came to rest on me. "Picking you up, my goddess. How does dinner sound?" "Dinner?" I asked, my shaky voice mirroring my feelings. "Yeah. All that dancing requires fuel.""Well, I guess I don't need to walk you out anymore." Diego said cooly. Too cool. "Yes, buddy. I'll take it from here." He reached for me, his palm on the small of my back. The touch soothed me as much as it confused me.

Dominic By my doctor's orders, I was working from the silence of my home office two days later. I worked through the files that needed my signature and the important emails Ava had forwarded to me. I also got a report on Diego from Marcus. I found myself disappointed there was not much to know about the guy, even though I had a negative hunch about him. I busied myself with other things, until I heard a soft buzz sound from down the hall. I knew Violet was home, but other than a check up from her in the morning, I'd not seen her. Curious, I rose from my desk and started down the hall. As I neared the room, I heard it. The unmistakable sound of her moan. My cock jerked and I gnashed my teeth at the thought of her on a video call with that Diego again. I advanced, slowly. My hands on the handle of her bedroom door, I pressed my ear to the door to listen harder. The humming continued, mixed with her gasps. Then, it slipped out - my name. Barely audible, but I caught i

Patrick "Thank you." I hung up, blowing out a breath as I dragged my hands down my face. The house was quiet, save for Valera's soft snoring, where she was curled up under the covers, finally asleep. She barely slept last night. Every hour or so, she'd jerk awake, breathing harshly. She told me she dreamt of a screaming baby, one we couldn’t find. I didn’t tell her I had the same dream. I ran my hands through my hair. The investigator had said he’d follow the lead from the courier service that was used to send the picturr of our one year old boy, in that orphanage in Boston. We were kids ourselves, broke. He’d had complications after birth. And we couldn't afford even basic treatment, let alone a lifetime of care. Valera and I thought we were giving him a better chance. But nothing had ever felt right after that. Until we had the money, power, status, Dominic, Gaius and a new life where we didn't talk about the child we gave up. Then the picture came to upset everything we h

Diego She went totally rigid in my arms. It wasn't the kiss because I knew the way her body trembled from having my lips claim hers. She pulled back, her eyes wide with panic. "You want to - You - " She stuttered, voice tight. "What does that mean, Diego? Are you - are you saying you’d -""God. No!" I laughed. "No, Violet. God, no. I’m not talking about killing him. What do you think I am?”Her shoulders went slack, relief washing over her face, but the shock still lingered in her eyes. "I just meant....if your marriage is a cage, if it’s suffocating you, then you have a way out."She backed out of my hold, crossing her arms over her chest. "How do you know I'm having problems with my husband?"How could I tell her I knew everything? Instead I said, "It's you, Violet. You don't talk about him, you rarely mention him, he's never showed up or picked you. Not even once." I turned my face slightly away so she wouldn't see how it hurt me to talk about the man who doesn't deser