All Chapters of After My Husband's Affair, I Met My True Love Alpha: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Seraphina's POVI pulled out my phone and added Xavier to my contacts. I kept a warm, easy smile on my face-it helped soften the attention my looks sometimes brought."Your profile pic looks just as stunning as you," Xavier said, clearly smitten. He was so caught up he seemed to forget that Alpha Sebastian was looming right next to us."Thanks," I replied gracefully, accepting the compliment without fuss.He looked like he wanted to keep chatting, but then a voice, cold enough to freeze air, cut in. "Xavier. I didn't realize you were so free."Xavier visibly flinched. You'd have to be completely clueless not to catch the irritation in Sebastian's tone. He jolted into action and stuffed his phone away. "I should get back to work," he mumbled before making a quick exit, pacing off like he was in some kind of Olympic racewalking contest.I slid my phone back into my pocket. Sebastian's expression was still stormy, probably because of that whole Ethan mess. Poor Xavier just happened to wa

Seraphina's POVHe changed the rules?A wave of anger hit me, completely killing whatever playful mood I had. My eyes snapped open.All I saw was his ridiculously handsome face, now glowing with the last bit of sunlight-it made him look almost unreal. Like he'd been enchanted or something.I couldn't move a muscle.It was like something invisible had taken over, messing with my breathing, my heartbeat-everything felt out of sync.We just froze there, stuck in that moment, barely an inch between our lips. Then, after what felt like forever, he let out this soft, disappointed sigh and straightened up, pulling his hand away from my face."Wow," he murmured, with a faint, smug smile as he turned to catch the last glimpse of the sun. "You're really hard to fool."Who said magical moments were just some fairy tale? I could've sworn I heard him whisper it, but the sound was so quiet I wasn't even sure.My knees gave out and I plopped down onto the bench behind me. Hands cold, face still burn

Third-person POVThe girl's eyes flew wide open, confusion and disbelief written all over her face.Ethan's jaw tightened. He'd expected better manners from the boy. Shouldn't he at least offer her a proper seat? Suggesting she kneel-now that was just plain rude.An awkward silence swept over the party. The neatly scripted scene had gone off the rails thanks to a lead who refused to stick to the lines.Seraphina felt a small, guilty thrill. Never underestimate him. That worry she'd had? That he might actually fall for the sympathy act? Gone. If he had taken the bait, she'd have had no choice but to quietly mourn his lack of judgment and brace herself for the fallout.Natalie still stood there, barely holding herself up."Aliya, bring Natalie a chair," Ethan snapped, his voice sharp, tinged with irritation.Aliya quickly brought over a chair, squeezing it into the narrow space between the two men. She wore a look that said big-sister concern as she gently guided the trembling girl down

Seraphina's POV"Just some fruit," I said flatly, pointing at the almost-empty fridge. "That's literally all we've got."Sebastian's brows knitted for a second, then relaxed as he gave a slow nod, like he'd just accepted a harsh truth. I figured that was the end of it. Turns out, I was dead wrong.He grabbed his phone and ordered groceries right then and there.Does he even realize what time it is? That silent scream echoed through my sleep-deprived brain. Is he really that hungry?By the time the delivery showed up and I managed to throw something together, it was already past eleven. He ate like he was in some kind of trance-and it was slightly unsettling, honestly.Watching him, the weirdest thought popped into my mind: maybe I was actually decent at cooking. Maybe I missed my calling as a chef.By 11:45, I was already crashing hard. Between a sleepless night and a lousy nap in the afternoon, I was barely keeping my eyes open. When he headed to the study, I didn't even bother askin

Seraphina's POV"Embarrassing?" he scoffed, voice dripping with mockery. "Your nipples say otherwise-hard as fucking pebbles, begging me to taste them."Exposed. Completely. My breasts were bouncing in front of him, nipples flushed and aching, and yet... the shame only made my thighs clench harder. I hated how much I craved his eyes on me.But that was only the beginning.His rough hand-calloused, hot, almost brutal-slid straight between my thighs. No warning. No mercy. He pressed his thumb down right on my clit, still covered by my soaked panties, and ground into it like he meant to crush it."F-Fuck! Ahh-!" I screamed, arching violently as a bolt of white-hot pain-pleasure shot through me like lightning. My spine curved. My body jerked. But he didn't let me move an inch."Right here, huh?" he growled, thumb circling with deliberate cruelty. "This needy little bud's twitching like crazy."He didn't stop. His fingers tormented me-pinching, rubbing, rolling that poor swollen nub until