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Evelyn. The court proceeding was tough. Victor sneered at me from his side of the courtroom and at first, I was scared. Who knows what he’ll do to me when we’re alone? It was really starting to get to me until I remembered that we didn’t have to be alone together. And the fact that Liam Kingsley was backing me up made me feel untouchable. However, after a long and brutal day in court, the case was adjourned. I walked out of the courtroom tired and also fed up. I just wanted to get this done and over with. Who knew court proceedings were this draining? “How are you feeling?” Liam asked as soon as we got into the car. Sighing heavily, I replied, “Am I a coward if I tell you I don’t want to do this anymore? That I want to withdraw the case?” Liam didn’t reply. Instead, he started the car and drove me home. The silence was awkward, and for a moment, I wasn’t if he was pissed or just drained as well. When he finally parked in front of my house, I thanked him and opened the

Evelyn.Immediately I went to my room after attending to Dominic’s wounds, I decided to take a shower because I was feeling hot. But then, a better idea came to my head: I could just masturbate. It’s been long since I did that, and honestly, I missed sex.The last time I enjoyed sex was last year, on my wedding night with Victor Blackthorn. He had been so gentle and sweet, and sometimes, I still had sex dreams about that night. But after that, he changed drastically. I still wasn’t sure why he suddenly switched up on me, but since then, sex with him had been forced.In fact, the last time we had sex (the one that had led to my pregnancy), he was drunk and he had raped me while I was asleep.I never thought I could actually feel this much desire again, but Dominic changed that.Removing my clothes hurriedly, I rushed to the bed. I took a deep breath as I brought my hand down to my pussy, closing my eyes as I thought of Dominic’s lips, his hard tattooed chest and his dark eyes.I gasp

Liam.Isabella had been acting weird since she came to my office today, and I thought I knew exactly why this was happening. But guess what? I didn’t.“So you got a female personal assistant? When did that start?” She asked immediately when Evelyn walked out of my office.I cocked my head to one side as I studied her. Our relationship had been strictly social media control and appearances at events, but when it came to asking questions about our personal lives or work, we just never did that.So why start now?“Is there a problem?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.“What happened to your last personal assistant? What was his name again?”“Jeff…?! He got fired,” I replied.“I don’t like that woman working here. I didn’t have a problem with it when your legal team represented her just yesterday, although I wanted to talk to you about that.” She adjusted her position.“Go ahead,” I implored.She crossed one leg over the other, and tapped her fingers lightly against her thigh like she was deba

Alaric.Leaving the palace was not much of a hassle for me. My mother thinks I’m tied to the crown by a silver leash, but she’s wrong. I’ve spent twenty-three years learning that the best way to move is to make everyone believe you’re exactly where you belong.So after I spoke to Adrian, I went to meet my mother.“Even though I’m not excited about the engagement, I have decided to meet with my future bride. But just keep it in mind that if I don’t like her, I wouldn’t hesitate to let her know,” I had said.My mother was pleased. And immediately I got into my room, I grabbed my prepared box and my bodyguard drove me to where I needed to be.I didn’t use the royal jet, that would have made me easy to track. Instead, I booked a private charter under the name Julian Vane. By the time the Queen realized I was gone, I was already checking into a suite with a direct line of sight to the business district in New York. Liam Kingsley was a man who trusted his own brilliance too much. He thin

Dominic. I tried Evelyn’s number for the fifth time today, but the operator kept saying the same thing: “The number you’re trying to reach is not available.” I slammed my phone down on the table and paced around the living room of the house I got for her; the house she hadn’t been in since yesterday morning. I was worried about her. My mind kept going back to her bastard husband. What if Victor had found out where she was working and gotten to her? But then I shook my head. No. If Victor Blackthorn had his hands on her, it would be all over the news. That man didn’t do anything quietly. He lived for the media, and a "reconciliation" or another scandal would be his first move. But right now, the news was silent, which meant Victor was still in the dark. If Victor didn’t have her, then there was only one other person who could: Liam Kingsley. I paced my living room, scolding myself for being so blind. I knew Liam. I knew that as long as he was representing Evelyn in a divorce,