All Chapters of HIS PAST: HIS BRIDE: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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CHAPTER THIRTY ONE

It hits me when we step inside on how wrong my assumptions are.I pause just inside the doorway, my eyes taking in the space slowly, almost cautiously, From the outside, the place looks tired, like it has lived too many lives and been forgotten by time, like one of those buildings people walk past every day without ever wondering what it holds.But inside?Inside is an entirely different universe.Warm light spills from hanging lanterns, soft amber and gold tones wrapping around the room I didn’t know I needed. The lighting is low casting gentle shadows that make everything feel intimate rather than dim. Dark wooden tables gleam under the lights, polished floors reflect soft movement, and every table is neatly set,The walls are decorated with subtle art pieces, brushstrokes, carvings, framed calligraphy, that tell stories I don’t fully understand but somehow still feel. And fuck me—this is an Asian restaurant.The air hums with conversation, laughter bouncing freely from table to ta

CHAPTER THIRTY TWO

Stepping out for my date with Susan gives me all the time I need to finally think about everything that has happened between Cole and me.The door clicks shut behind me and as I start walking, my steps slow, the evening air brushes against my skin, cool, My mind, traitor that it is, drifts back to the night beforeAfter helping him last time, hearing the window shuffling, mom somehow crept back into her room before I even made it upstairs, that alone was suspicious, she hadn’t nitpicked or interrogated me on my way about where I’d been, who I’d been with or why I was late.And because she didn’t attack like I expected, I didn’t realize just how exhausted I was until I took a quick shower. The water had barely warmed before my body started giving up on me, the tension melting off my shoulders in heavy, my limbs felt boneless, my thoughts sluggish, I remember leaning my forehead against the tiled wall, eyes closed, breathing slow and deep, as if the steam itself was holding me upright.

CHAPTER 33

Getting home and entering the house, I immediately notice that the lights are still off, the darkness greets me first, so I presume he isn’t home yet.Nothing new though.Whenever we go out for events like this, Derek usually dresses separately so he doesn’t have to wait for me to finish using the shower. It’s one of those unspoken systems we developed over time, we move around each other like colleagues sharing space rather than husband and wife preparing for a romantic evening.So I don’t think too much of it at first.I close the door behind me gently, the soft click echoing slightly in the stillness of the house, I slip off my heels and carry them in my hand as I walk further inside. The house feels unusually quiet tonight, but then again, it often does.As I start walking upstairs, adjusting the straps of my bag on my shoulder, I hear something.A voice.Low.Familiar.Derek.I pause mid-step.The sound is coming from our room.So he is home.I move more slowly now, my ears str

CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR

The fact that I am not wearing a bra underneath this dress betrays me instantly.There is absolutely no hiding it.The fabric is soft and expensive, It clings to every inch of my body, and my hardened nipples are very visibly outlined against it. I can feel how obvious it is, the cool air in the room doesn’t help either; it only makes everything more pronounced.And as if that isn’t enough, the slit between my legs feels like it fills instantly.Oh.Thank God I’m a woman.Because if I weren’t, that reaction would have given me away completely.“You look good enough to eat,” Derek saidHis voice is low.But there was something different in it tonight, something darker.His eyes travel up my body very slowly, from my heels… up my calves… pausing at the slit of my dress… then my waist… my chest… my neck… until finally meeting my eyes.No way.No actual way.Is this man checking me out right now?Oh my God.“Uhm… you look good too,” I saidMy voice betrayed me. It’s barely above a whisper

CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE

Without further ado, he sets me down in the passenger seat of the private jet like this is the most normal thing in the world. One minute I’m standing beside him on the runway, trying to figure out why we are nowhere near a commercial terminal, and the next, I’m strapped into cream leather seats that probably cost more than my entire wardrobe.And still, he hasn’t told me where we are going.The engines roar to life, powerful and commanding, vibrating beneath my feet. I glance at him as he moves with practiced ease through the cockpit, checking instruments, adjusting switches, speaking calmly into the headset.I blink.“I didn’t know you could pilot,” I say, watching him with narrowed eyes.He smirks but doesn’t look at me. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me.”That much is painfully obvious.As the jet begins to taxi, I lean back into the plush seat, trying to process this new information. My fake husband billionaire, philanthropist, strategist, control freak also flies his own je

CHAPTER THIRTY SIX

When I returned to the room, dinner had already been laid out. Silver covers gleamed under the warm lighting, and the faint aroma of rich spices and butter lingered in the air. He looked… pleased. Relaxed. There was a quiet satisfaction in the way he loosened his cufflinks and took his seat across from me.I, on the other hand, was suspicious.Food was served, course after course, and we ate in companionable silence, it wasn’t awkward, but it wasn’t exactly comfortable either, I kept waiting for the catch, for the hidden demand.But nothing came.Dessert arrived, beautifully plated and delicate and still, he said nothing beyond the occasional, “Is it good?” or “You should try this.”After coffee, we rose to leave.The night outside was breathtaking, the city seemed to glow differently now, every streetlight casting golden halos across cobblestones and polished roads, the buildings shimmered softly, and the air carried something sweet and intoxicating.Love.That’s what it felt like, a

CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN

Whispering me in my ear I hear him say“Ever given a BJ before?” He asks seductivelyToo strung to answer with words I shake my head and the huge smile that spreads across his face is enough answer for me to know he is glad about this piece of information He pulls down his pants and my eyes glazes because what the fuck, he is fucking huge, atleadt eight inches long and four inches fat, he takes my hand into his and touches his dick and it is hot to touch,His dick is so hard right now I’m convinced it could split through granite, it pulses in my hand, thick and heavy and aching with every breath he take, the air between us feels charged, suffocating in the best way, and I can barely think straight and very rational thought has dissolved into a single, overwhelming need.“Shut your eyes,” he says, voice rough, almost unrecognizable to my ears.He guide me down slowly, pressing a firm hand to my shoulder until he lowers me to his crotch level, the sight alone nearly undoes me, i can im

CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT

The pleasure was too much, too intense and I kept spiraling higher and higher until it burst behind my closed eyes in blinding white light and then I blacked out.Not completely—no, it was stranger than that, I could still feel everything happening around me, I could feel his hands on my body, his breath on my skin, the subtle shift of the mattress beneath our weight,yet I felt as though I were floating somewhere above us, detached and suspended in warm air, the only clear image in my mind was the woman I had seen in the mirror minutes earlier before I started coming apart.God.The woman staring back at me had looked sinful, flushed cheeks, swollen lips, eyes heavy with hunger and surrender and she had looked powerful and wickedly beautiful, I had barely recognized myself and the wait, the teasing, the build-up he had forced me to endure had been worth every second because even now, drifting in that hazy space between consciousness and oblivion, I could still feel the aftershocks pu

CHAPTER THIRTY NINE

I stop a taxi instead of waiting for the bus. After settling into the backseat and giving the driver the address, I pull out my phone and send Susan a quick message.‘I’m sorry, Susan. Took a detour that took longer than I expected.’I sigh once it’s delivered and lean back against the worn leather seat, the city moves past in a blur of headlights and impatient horns, the drive doesn’t take long thankfully, and soon we pull up in front of the mall where she wants to shop. Just a few blocks away from it is the new restaurant she has been dying to try, the one she has spent the past week telling me about, especially about how incredibly handsome the head chef is.I tap the taxi man on the shoulder when we stop. “Thank you for the ride,” I say as I make the payment and step out into the lively evening air.Let the girls’ time begin.Susan is already standing near the entrance, waving like she hasn’t seen me in years instead of days and the moment I reach her, she engulfs me in a hug that

CHAPTER FORTY

My alarm goes off at exactly 5:30 a.m., but I’ve been awake for at least twenty minutes already.Today is my first day as Tabitha’s personal assistant and even thinking it makes my stomach twist with a mixture of excitement and nerves. I sit up slowly, pressing my palms into my mattress as if grounding myself, this is a fresh start, new environment, I whisper a small prayer under my breath before stepping out of bed.By 7:15 a.m., I’m standing in front of the sleek glass building that houses THE Holdings. The building is tall, modern, and intimidating in a polished way, the name gleams in silver letters above the entrance, reflecting the morning sun.I smooth my navy pencil skirt and adjust the cream blouse tucked neatly into it. Professional, that’s the energy I’m going for.The security guard at the entrance offers me a warm smile.“Good morning, ma.”“Good morning,” I reply, trying not to sound as nervous as I feel.Once inside, the cool air-conditioning hits my skin, calming me sl

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