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Eva’s POVI scramble off Micah, cheeks flushed in both embarrassment and confusion.“What the fuck?” Stefan booms.Stefan.He’s here.My eyes dart to the receptionist and then to Micah, heart pounding hard against my chest.“What is the meaning of this?” Micah wraps a protective hand around my waist, but with the way Stefan’s glaring, I move out of his reach.“I’m sorry, sir,” the receptionist pants. “We tried to stop him.”Micah’s jaw ticks. “Leave us.”She scrambles away, pulling the door shut.Now, I’m left with two men that hate each other’s guts.“You have some nerve, Grayson.” Stefan takes a threatening step forward, index finger pointed at Micah. “Not only you trying to poach my client behind my goddamn back, but you’re actually fucking my wife!”I sigh, long and loud. “I’m not your wife, Stefan. We signed the divorce papers.”“I wasn’t talking to you.”Micah scoffs, and rounds the desk until he’s in Stefan’s face. “I’m going to say this, and I’m going to say it once. The next

Eva’s POV“This can be handled internally, Mr Grayson,” Erica, head of HR says calmly. “Mrs Grayson, you were a witness, yes?”“Her name is Mrs Hart,” Stefan interrupts.Micah scoffs. “This—this is exactly what I’m talking about! Do you all see that?” He rises and points an angry finger at Stefan. “It’s Eva Grayson. It’s been over a month since we’ve been married, so let her go, Stefan. She’s not yours anymore.”Micah finally settles and takes my hand, the one with my ring. Stefan looks at me from across the conference table, and I look away.Though Micah and I haven’t settled, I don’t take my hand from him. We need to pose a united front right now, especially with this internal conflict resolution the firm is pushing us to have.This morning, Micah informed me about the immediate conference meeting concerning what happened between Stefan and the two of us.Apparently, the firm suggests handling the issue internally rather than going to court, and we decided to hear them out.Until St

Eva’s POVStefan can’t take his eyes off me. It should make me feel good, it should make my head swell with pride but…it doesn’t.“You’ve changed, Eva.” He sounds impressed, unbelievably so. “You know, I thought this was all a phase or some twisted game to get my attention.”I take a sip of my wine. “It isn’t.”The lie rolls off my tongue easily. After all, the only reason I agreed to marry Micah is because I wanted to Stefan to regret everything.To regret the way he treated me, to regret it all.He doesn’t seem to, though. “I’ve got to say, it is surprising.”“Why? Because you never expected me to grow a backbone?”“More or less.” He shrugs. “I do think you have a mean streak, you know? Grayson? Of all people?”I don’t reply.I know Stefan has a short fuse. He might be sounding calm and impressed right now, but he’s still got an air of bitterness around him, chaos.“Why did you want to meet?” I ask pointedly, ignoring the petty tantrum he wants to throw.His eyes drag down the lengt

Eva’s POVMicah doesn’t kiss me back.His body goes taut in my arms. At first, I think he’s shocked but when I continue kissing him and he makes no move to respond, I pull away.Heat rushes to my cheeks, and embarassment settles in the pits of my belly. “I’m s-sorry. I should have asked.”God, I’m making a fool out of myself tonight, aren’t I?I take my shoes and purse from him. “Goodnight, Micah.”I turn to the direction of my room with my head bowed in shame. But when my hand finds the door knob, I feel him behind me.I freeze.Large hands wrap around my waist and tug me to his chest. My hips settle snug between his thighs. And my heart…it skyrockets.It pounds a million miles per second.“M-Micah?”“Shush.” He nuzzles his face in the crook of my neck and shoulder. “Just…let me breathe you in.”“Urm…”My tongue sits heavy in my mouth, my stomach clenches when the roughness of his beard meets the smoothness of my cheek.God, how it’ll feel between my thighs.Wait!Stop!I quickly bac