Semua Bab In Bed With My Husband’s Rival: Bab 1 - Bab 10

The first time Alessia found another woman’s perfume on Klein’s shirt, she told herself it was nothing. Maybe he had brushed against a coworker by accident. Maybe she was just being paranoid.But tonight, sitting alone at the dining table with untouched food growing cold, the doubt returned. Klein had promised to come home early, yet it was already past nine.The candle she had lit flickered weakly, its light falling on the empty chair across from her. Once upon a time, he would have been in it, smiling, telling her about his day. Now there was only silence and the painful voice inside her telling her what she didn’t want to admit.She thought back to the things she had seen.A bracelet in his office drawer that wasn’t hers.The faint cologne on his clothes she didn’t recognize.A food flask that wasn’t the one she packed for him.One by one, the signs had stacked against him. And yet, Alessia stayed quiet. She wanted proof, not guesses. She wanted to trust him.When the clock finally

Alessia closed the front door gently behind her, the soft click echoing through the quiet hallway. She stood there for a moment, her back to the door, letting the silence settle around her. Her eyes scanned the house she had once called a home. Everything still looked the same… but somehow, it didn’t feel the same anymore. She placed her purse on the table by the entrance, slipped off her shoes, and walked barefoot into the living room. The dishes from breakfast were still on the table as she hadn’t had the energy to clean them before going out. She sank into the couch, pulled her knees close, and wrapped her arms around herself. Her mind wouldn’t stop racing. Klein was really cheating on her? No. It couldn’t be true. He was Klein. Her Klein. The man who used to surprise her with breakfast in bed just because she mentioned craving pancakes. The man who stayed up with her when she was sick, holding her hair back when she threw up, whispering how beautiful she still looked even whe

Klein looked at Alessia, who stood frozen by the door in her scrubs.His eyes were full of panic, but when she didn’t move, something in him snapped.He rushed over, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her closer to the stretcher where Olivia was bleeding.“Please, doctor. Save her… I’ll give you anything. Just save my baby and my wife.”Wife. That word again.Alessia felt a sharp pain in her chest. Her throat tightened. Her heart was beating so loudly she could barely hear anything else.She could have walked out right then. Could have thrown her gloves in his face and said, “Let your ‘wife’ save herself.”But she didn’t.Because no matter how much it hurt… she was still a doctor. And there was a life… no, two lives… hanging by a thread in front of her.She turned to the nurse. “Get him out of here.”The nurse nodded and called for the orderlies.Klein looked at Alessia again, frowning.He squinted, trying to place her face. “Why do you look familiar?” he asked. “Or maybe it’s your voice…

Miguel’s smirk widened, a slow, dangerous smile spreading across his lips. He studied her face like someone solving a complex equation. They stayed that way for a long moment— Alessia was straddling him, her body pressing against his hardened dick which he had tamed but now seemed to stir stubbornly. To make matters worse, she began to grind against him, her hands still pinned to the bed around his neck. She felt his intense stare and did not move."I bet you can't." "I must admit," Miguel said finally, voice low, "you’re brave. I give you that.""Thanks for the compliment, Mr. Smith." Alessia smiled, finally standing up from him as if nothing had happened. The movement was casual, but she felt a thrill from being so close to him. Miguel sat up, biting his lower lip as he studied her."Does that mean I pass your test?" she asked, tilting her head. He didn’t reply, he only smiled.Alessia raised an eyebrow, trying to decipher what the smile meant."If that’s a yes, call me whenever yo

Alessia reached for the doorknob, but before she could turn it, Klein’s hand gripped her wrist tightly."Where do you think you’re going? It’s almost nine," his voice came out low but firm.Alessia turned to face him, her eyes cold. "Why? Am I not allowed to go out now?" she asked sharply, pulling her wrist from his hold. "I quit my job at the hospital because you asked me to, and now I can’t even step outside because you’re my husband?"Her tone was calm but biting. Klein blinked, his expression tightening. "Don’t twist things, Alessia. I didn’t say you can’t go out...""But that’s exactly what you’re saying right now, isn’t it obvious?" she cut in. "You control everything. My work, my life… what’s next?"Klein exhaled, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "You’re not leaving this house, and that’s final,"Her lips curved faintly. "And what makes you think you can stop me... Or, how do you plan to stop me? I'm curious."He didn’t answer immediately. He was looking for an e