All Chapters of Sexy Behind The Mask: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Katherine pulled out a thick folder, her movements calm and unflustered. "Your Honor, Mr. Smith's claims are not only false but demonstrably so. We have email correspondence between Mr. Smith and his attorney spanning six weeks of negotiations, hardly the rushed, pressured timeline he's describing."She handed documents to the judge. "These emails show Mr. Smith actively engaged in negotiating terms. He requested changes to the spousal support provisions, the vacation property clauses, and successfully negotiated a monthly allowance of eight thousand dollars during the marriage. These are not the actions of someone under duress."Riley's face flushed. "It's all lies, photoshopped.""Your Honor," Katherine continued, ignoring Riley's outburst, "we also have billing records showing Mr. Mitchell spent over forty hours reviewing and negotiating this prenup. Mr. Smith met with him seven times. In one email, dated two weeks before the wedding, Mr. Smith writes, and I quote: 'Harold, I apprec

Wedding DaySaturday, December 2nd, 10:11 AMHoney stood before the full-length mirror in the guest bedroom of the Taylor estate, her heart hammering against her ribs as she took in her reflection. The ivory silk dress Emma and her friends Maggie and Lauren had helped her choose hung perfectly, its simple elegance exactly what she'd wanted for this intimate ceremony. No cathedral train, no beading, no over-the-top dress. Just clean lines that skimmed her curves and a neckline that was elegant without being revealing."You look absolutely radiant," Emma said, adjusting the delicate pearl earrings that had belonged to Grayson's grandmother. "I've never seen my brother this nervous, by the way. He's been pacing the library for the past hour."Emma was helping her this time because Daniel had been deployed early. So she didn't have a plus one and wanted something to do. Lauren and Maggie had brought plus ones, and she had had them as bridesmaids at her last wedding. This time she wanted t

Honey's cheeks ached from smiling, her hand warm in Grayson's as they moved among their guests. The reception was everything she'd hoped for… intimate, joyful, and without the suffocating formality of her first wedding."You keep looking at Lauren," Grayson murmured, his lips close to her ear. "Is everything alright?"Honey squeezed his hand. "I'm worried about her. That man she's with, Liam, her co-star, I don't know—something's off. She flinches every time he touches her."Grayson's gaze shifted to where Lauren stood near the champagne fountain, her smile strained as Liam's hand rested possessively on her lower back. "Want me to have a word with him?""Let me talk to her first." Honey kissed his cheek. "I'll be right back. Love you."She made her way across the reception, accepting congratulations as she moved. When she reached Lauren, she embraced her friend tightly."Lauren, could you help me with something in the house? Wedding dress emergency." Honey widened her eyes meaningfull

"I didn't lie," he said, then he shrugged and corrected himself. "Okay, I did. But only because you wouldn't listen any other way. I've been trying to get you to listen to me, and you won't give me five minutes."The highway stretched before them, nearly empty at this hour. The dashboard clock read 11:47 PM. Most guests had left after Honey and Grayson's departure, but Nate had lingered, delaying the inevitable confrontation. He had known he would have a fight on his hands."Where are we goin’?" Prue demanded again, huffing."I rented a place. An island retreat north of here. It's private, secure. No one will bother us.""An island?" Disbelief colored her tone. "You've completely lost your mind. This is kidnappin’, and you won’t get away with it.""Maybe." He risked a glance at her. "But I'm not losing you without a fight. Because I think what we had—not what we have now—is worth fighting for.""You already lost me when you fucked your stepsister."Nate's jaw tightened. "I didn't. That

Prue stood in the bathroom, gripping the edge of the sink until her knuckles turned white. She couldn't believe he was doing this to her. She stared at her reflection, makeup smudged, updo half-collapsed, eyes glassy with unshed tears of frustration. What had she done to deserve this? And who the hell did Nate think he was?"Damn you," she whispered, her voice barely audible even to herself.She'd trusted him enough to attend that wedding, to stand beside him while Honey and Grayson exchanged vows, because he had promised to sign the papers, and this was how he repaid that trust, by kidnapping her to some godforsaken island in the middle of nowhere? She knew he wouldn't hurt her or take her without her permission. But he had taken away her choices because they didn't align with his.She unzipped the overnight bag he'd packed for her, glad to see he hadn't bought or arranged some silky nightgown designed for seduction. If she had found anything like that, she would have put on one of h