Lahat ng Kabanata ng Threesome With My Husband And His Brother : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

The next morning, there was a knock on the door. Grace opened it. Sophia stood there with a bright smile and a red envelope."Good morning, Grace! Merry Christmas Eve!""Morning," Grace said carefully."I'm planning a special couples' dinner tonight. Just the four of us. You, Aiden, Mason, and me." Sophia handed her the envelope. "It's going to be so fun! A little Christmas Eve celebration!"Grace wanted to rip the smile off her face. But she kept her expression confused. "Okay. What time?""Seven o'clock. In the main lodge dining room. Wear something nice!" Sophia walked away, her hips swaying.Grace closed the door. Aiden looked up from his coffee."What was that about?""Sophia invited us to dinner tonight."Aiden frowned. "Do you want to go?""Do I have a choice?""You always have a choice, Grace."Grace thought about it. This could be interesting. "Let's go. Maybe it'll help me remember things."Aiden didn't look convinced. But he nodded.That evening, Grace put on a silver dress

"What the HELL is this?"Grace scrambled off Aiden's lap. Her heart was racing. Her lips still tingling from the kiss.Aiden stood up quickly. He stepped in front of Grace. Blocking her from Mason's view."Mason, calm down," Aiden said."Calm down?" Mason's voice was loud. Slurred. He was drunk. "I just walked in and saw you kissing MY WIFE!""Keep your voice down.""Don't tell me what to do!" Mason stumbled forward. "You... you were kissing her!"He lunged at Aiden. Aiden caught his arms and pushed him back toward the door."Outside. Now," Aiden said through his teeth."Let go of me!""Outside!"Aiden shoved Mason out the door. Then he looked back at Grace. "Stay inside. Lock the door."Before Grace could respond, he stepped out and slammed the door shut.Grace ran to the door. Her hands shook as she locked it. Then she pressed her ear against the wood.She could hear everything."What is wrong with you?" Mason shouted. "How could you do this to me?""You're drunk. Go back to your ca

The day after Christmas, Grace woke up with one thought in her mind. She needed more evidence. Real proof of everything Mason had done.She got dressed quietly. Aiden was still sleeping on the couch. She slipped out of the cabin without waking him.The sun was barely up. The resort was quiet. Most people were sleeping off their Christmas celebrations.Grace walked quickly toward Mason's cabin. Her heart was racing. She knew this was risky. But she had to do it.When she got there, she checked the windows. The lights were off. Mason's car was gone. He must have left early for his "work calls."Grace tried the back window. Locked. She tried another one. Also locked.Then she remembered. Mason always kept a spare key under the doormat. He thought he was so smart. But Grace knew all his habits.She lifted the mat. There it was. A silver key.She unlocked the door and stepped inside.The cabin was messy. Clothes everywhere. Empty bottles on the counter. It smelled like cologne and alcohol.

Grace was in the cabin alone. Aiden had gone to the main lodge to handle some business calls.She was trying to distract herself. Trying not to think about the secret room. About the recordings. About everything.She turned on the TV. Flipped through channels. Nothing good.Then she saw it. A photo album on the bookshelf. Small. Leather bound.Curious, she picked it up and opened it.Resort photos. Guests over the years. Christmas parties. Ice skating. Dinners by the fire.Grace flipped through slowly. Smiling couples. Families with kids. People laughing.Then she stopped.Her breath caught.There was Mason. In a photo from three years ago. Standing by the Christmas tree. His arm around Sophia. Both of them smiling.Grace turned the page. Another photo. Mason and Sophia ice skating and holding hands.Another page. Mason and Sophia at dinner kissing.Grace's hands started shaking. These were old photos. From past Christmases. From years ago.She kept flipping. More photos. Different ye

Grace couldn't sleep. She lay in the dark staring at the ceiling. Her mind kept going back to Sophia.They'd been friends for fifteen years. Since their first year of college. Before Mason. Before any of this.Grace closed her eyes. And the memories came flooding back.******Fifteen Years Ago*******Grace was nineteen. Sitting in the college library with her sketchbook. Drawing a dress design. Lost in her own world."Oh my God. Did you draw that?"Grace looked up. A pretty girl was leaning over her shoulder. Dark hair. Big eyes. Wide smile."Yes," Grace said."That's incredible! You're so talented!" The girl sat down without being invited. "I'm Sophia. Fashion design, second year.""Grace. First year.""Can I see more?"Grace showed her the sketchbook. Sophia flipped through every page. Her eyes wide."These are amazing, Grace. Like, seriously. You're better than half our professors."Grace laughed. "That's not true.""It absolutely is." Sophia handed back the sketchbook. "We're going