Semua Bab Divorce ?... That's Foreplay : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Marcel’s POVShe was here.Sitting in the bathtub, her legs drawn to her chest, damp curls sticking to her skin.Aria.Her gaze flickered toward me, something soft in her eyes, something real."You need to snap out of this, Marcel. You got everything you wanted."My knuckles went white against the sink."Everything I wanted…" My voice came out hoarse, barely above a whisper. "But I lost you."She let out a soft sigh. The kind she used to give me when I worked too late, when she curled up on the couch waiting for me to come home, when we went for events and I left her to talk to partners."You had your priorities straight. I just wasn’t at the top of that list."I flinched at that.... The truth always does that"That’s not true, baby." My voice was rough, desperate. "After I got the company, I let my father’s words get in my head—that I’d never amount to anything, that I’d burn his legacy to the ground. I let proving him wrong blind me. I let my hatred for him blind my love for you."S

Aria's povMy husband is not a cheater.My husband is not a cheater.Those words kept ringing in my head like a broken record. I held onto them like they were the last solid thing in a world that suddenly felt shaky.I know my husband. He could be thoughtless, yes. He forgot things, He put work first far too often but cheating? Being with someone else?No. He would never do that to me.I kept whispering it to myself as I walked into the hotel lobby.If you really believed he wouldn't do that to you…..then why are you here?The question came from that small voice in the back of my head. The one I usually ignored.But this time, I didn’t have an answer.I guess four years of being slowly forgotten will do that to a person. Create cracks Letting doubt creep in.If I had gotten this text four years ago, I would’ve blocked the number and laughed about it in bed with him. We probably would’ve ended up having sex just to prove how ridiculous it was.But that version of us felt far away now.

Aria's pov.Marcel’s eyes widened at my words, but he quickly masked it."Here's a list of everything I own. You can take your pick, including this penthouse and at least….""I don’t want anything from you," I said, cutting him off.I picked up the pen and signed the papers before I could change my mind. My chest felt tight, my heart was breaking into a million pieces, but I didn’t let it show. He looked surprised, maybe even confused, but I wasn’t going to stay long enough to figure it out.He had already been gone in all the ways that mattered.I stood by him for five years as his wife, and three years before that as his girlfriend. Eight years. And this is how it ends with him cheating and handing me a list like it could make up for everything.No. He didn’t deserve my tears.I stood up. “I’ll be leaving today, Mr. King.”I didn’t wait for a response. I walked out of his office, shut the door behind me, and headed upstairs. My steps felt heavy, like I was carrying every moment we e

Aria's POV *Present time*"I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want first?"My assistant Sofia said as she walked into my office, holding a cup.I sat my pen down and leaned back in my chair.... every piece of information I could get at this point was extremely important to me "Bad news. That way the good news hits harder."She gave me a small smile. "Well, the bad news is…..the espresso machine at the coffee shop broke. So I brought you regular coffee."She placed the foam cup on my desk like she was delivering tragic news.I sighed. "Seriously? That’s the bad news?"She shrugged. "It felt bad at the time."I let out a deep breath because at this point, I was exhausted.As I walked across the hallway earlier this morning, I noticed half of my staff was gone.I guess that’s what happens when your business is on the verge of bankruptcy. With thousands of lawsuits piling up, I was barely surviving.Even the loan I got from the bank had backfired. The shipment sank before

Marcel’s POVDid I take it too far? Definitely.Would I take it back? Absolutely not.I knew Aria better than she probably knew herself. If I had shown up at her doorstep, she would have slammed the door in my face without a second thought. But here...here she couldn’t throw me out. And I have the pleasure of watching her face right now.Her honey tan skin glowed against the office light. Her curls framed her face in a way that always made me want to sink my hands into them. The dusting of freckles across her nose….all one hundred and fifty of them. Her brown eyes burned with fire. From her eyes I could tell there were things she wanted to say but she was holding back more than she wanted to admit. Her lips, God… those lips.I leaned in, close enough to taste her, close enough to remind her of everything she tried to bury.She shoved me hard, breaking free of my hold.“Ar....”My head snapped to the side, pain exploding across my cheek.She slapped me.Honestly, I was surprised it ha