Lahat ng Kabanata ng Cheating Cop Ex-Husband Becomes My Submissive Pet: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Harvey’s POV I stood near the window while Nada changed her shoes in the hallway. Her parents had asked her to buy something from a nearby store, and she agreed without thinking much. I watched her leave with her bag swinging at her side. The door closed behind her, and the house became too quiet for me.Her father turned toward me before I even moved. His eyes were sharp, and his jaw was tight like he had been waiting for this moment. He folded his arms slowly and called my name in a calm voice. I knew that tone was not good.“Nada is outside,” he said. “Sit down.”I obeyed even though my stomach twisted a little. Her mother didn’t smile when she joined us, and she stopped close to my chair like she didn’t want me to breathe easily. Her hands rested on her waist, and she stared at me like she already judged me.She asked, “Do you love our daughter?”I nodded because there was no need to pretend. She raised her brows like she didn’t believe me at all. Her father sat opposite me and t

Nada’s POV“Put this on,” I said, holding the shirt up in front of Harvey.He looked at it like it might bite him. “Where are we going?” he asked.I smiled and shook my head. “Just trust me.”He sighed but took the shirt anyway. “You’ve been saying that a lot.”I shrugged. “And you’re still alive.”We left the room shortly after. Harvey walked beside me quietly, but his steps were lighter than the day before. I noticed it immediately. I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to ruin the moment.The resort staff greeted us warmly. One of them handed Harvey a pair of sunglasses. He hesitated, then wore them. I laughed softly, and he looked at me.“What?” he asked.“You look less grumpy,” I replied.He scoffed but smiled faintly. It wasn’t wide, but it was real. That was enough for me. I held his hand as we walked toward the dock.The yacht was already waiting. White, clean, calm. Harvey stopped walking for a moment. He stared at it like he didn’t expect it to be real.“You did all thi

CHAPTER 75Nada’s POVThe gentle rocking of the yacht was a soft lullaby, pulling me from a deep, satisfied sleep. Moonlight spilled through the porthole, painting a silver stripe across the rumpled white sheets. Harvey was asleep beside me, his breathing deep and even. One of his arms was draped over my waist, possessive even in sleep.My body ached in the most delicious way…a sweet reminder of our first frantic coupling just hours ago.I shifted slightly, and his arm tightened instantly, pulling me back against his warm, naked body. The soft puff of his breath brushed my neck, and a slow, tingling heat spread through my veins. I was sore, yes, but the thought of him…of having him inside me again…made my core clench with need. I pressed my backside against him, a silent invitation.He wasn’t asleep for long.I felt him stir, his lips grazing my shoulder.“Mmm, Nada,” he murmured, his voice low and gravelly. “What are you doing to me?”“Nothing,” I whispered, a small smile tugging at

Velvet’s POV He went on, his voice full of anger. “He talked like he was helping you, like it was all for your future. I thought he was being generous,he’s my friend, after all. But now I see what he really wanted. He wanted you close to him. He wanted you under his roof. That’s why he convinced me to let you come here!”I stood still, every word sinking deep inside me. My mind was spinning. I could barely breathe.“He did that?” I whispered, more to myself than to him. “He asked you to let me come here?”“Yes,” Dad said sharply. “He planned this from the start. You were too innocent to see it. He fooled me, Velvet. He fooled both of us.”I shook my head slowly, tears falling down my face. “No… no, he didn’t fool me. Zavian would never use me like that.”“Wouldn’t he?” Dad said bitterly. “He kept you here, didn’t he? In his house. In his pack. He let people think you were his ward, when all along he was sleeping with you!”“Stop saying that!” I cried, covering my ears. “Please stop!”

Nada’s POVI stepped into the house and dropped my bag near the door. The place felt quiet, but not peaceful. Harvey followed behind me, his steps slow. I could feel that he wanted to say something, and I was already tired.He stood close to me and cleared his throat. “Nada, please,” he said. “Think about what Aunt Claude said.”I did not answer him. I bent down and removed my shoes. My hands were steady, but my chest felt tight.“She said we should consider remarrying,” Harvey continued. “Maybe she is right.”I straightened up and looked at him once. My face showed nothing. I did not trust my voice enough to speak.“Nada,” he called again. “At least talk to me.”I walked past him toward the bedroom. He followed, still talking, still hoping. I shut the door softly behind me.I stood in front of the mirror and stared at my reflection. My eyes looked tired. My lips were pressed together.I remembered the word he used on me. Slot. It played in my head again. It felt heavy each time.I op