Semua Bab Revenge Wife: Hubby, I Know Your Secret: Bab 1 - Bab 4

Eleanor's POVThe music pounded through the walls like thunder. The bass, the lights, the smell of smoke and perfume — all scream loud but not louder than my thoughts. it wasn’t supposed to be here. I wasn’t supposed to be this."Hey, beautiful, dance with me," a voice slurred near my ear.I turned, sharp, gripping the man’s wrist before I even realized what I was doing. His smirk faltered. "Let go," he hissed."Don’t you ever touch me," I said, squeezing harder. My voice shook, not from fear — from fury. Every cell in my body burned with it. I wanted to hurt someone. I wanted someone to feel what I was feeling.Hands grabbed me from behind. Two, maybe three. The man stumbled back, cursing, as security rushed in."Ma’am, you need to calm down.""Take your hands off me!" I yelled, jerking free, my voice breaking. But they didn’t listen. They never do.They dragged me out through the back door, where the sound of the club fell away into the cold Las Vegas night.The door slammed shut. S

Lucas's POVThe sound of the door clicking shut dragged me out of bed.Finally. That took her long enough.I’d been awake for at least twenty minutes, staring at the window and wondering why the hell the rent girl was still here. Usually, they were gone before I even opened my eyes — quiet, discreet, professional. This one? Not so much.I thought about shaking her awake, telling her to get dressed and get out, but… I didn’t.Something about her face stopped me.Weird. I never lingered or cared.With a groan, I sat up and rolled my shoulders, the stiffness cracking through my neck. I turned, scanning the bedstand for the envelope I’d set aside last night — crisp cash, no strings, the usual. It was still there untouched."She didn’t take the money?" I muttered, rubbing a hand over my jaw. "What kind of rent girl forgets her damn paycheck?"I sighed again, rolling my eyes to the ceiling. "Great. Maybe she wants a reason to come back. Not happening."Grabbing my phone, I hit the call butt