All Chapters of His other woman : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

I shoved the phone back into my pocket, keeping my eyes anywhere but on her as I buttoned my pants. My fingers fumbled like they didn’t belong to me. I sighed, dragging a shaky hand through my already disheveled hair, trying to get my shit together.When I finally turned to face her, she was standing there, glaring at me with pure venom in her eyes. Her cheeks flushed, lips swollen, chest rising and falling rapidly. She clutched the torn fabric of her shirt over her chest, biting back unshed tears, but her stare was unwavering. Fierce. Defiant.I looked away, jaw clenched, and reached into the drawer to grab the document. She didn’t say a word. Just turned and stormed toward the door, her steps quick and sharp.“Aria,” I called out, my voice low.She froze, back still to me. Then slowly turned around. “What?” she snapped, her tone cutting, eyes glassy with barely contained rage.I looked straight at her, letting the weight of my authority coat every word. "This will be the last

Sky giggled while Katie looked like she was reconsidering all her life choices that led to being my friend.“Okay, okay,” I relented, holding up my hands in surrender. “I didn’t exactly chase him away. I just… followed my sexual cravings like a loyal servant of lust, and next thing I know—boom! He vanished! Poof! Gone!”Katie groaned and rubbed her temples. “Honey, there are limits to obsession. You need to know when to quit.”“That’s the problem, Katie,” I wailed, “I don’t know how to quit! Every time I see him, my entire nervous system throws a rave. It’s like he has the remote control to my body and keeps pressing all the buttons marked ‘DO NOT PUSH.’”Sky cackled. “You sound like a woman possessed.”“I am possessed!” I cried, pointing at my own chest like the demon was living in my cleavage. “By this cursed, smoking hot, unavailable man with a jawline that could slice through my willpower!”Katie snorted. “You are so unwell.”“And now,” I continued dramatically, tears threatening

He set his notebook down. “Have you tried seeing other men? Distraction, physical release—anything like that?”I rolled my eyes. “I’ve slept with enough men to know they don’t scratch the itch. None of them are him.”He frowned slightly. “Tell me about your last relationship.”“I’ve never had one,” I said.He raised a brow. “Never?”“Never. I’ve had sex—plenty of it. But I’ve never been in a relationship. Never felt… connected to anyone.”There was a pause as he studied me. Not judgmental—just observant. Calculating.“That’s interesting,” he murmured. “And do you think this obsession is about him, or about what he represents?”I blinked. “What’s that supposed to mean?”“Maybe it’s not the man himself you’re obsessed with, but the fact that he’s unattainable. Safe. Because as long as you’re chasing someone who won’t have you, you never have to get close to anyone who actually could.”I sat there, momentarily stunned.He smiled faintly. “Just a theory.”I stared at him, blinking slowly.

Next thing I knew, I shoved him back down into his chair, my body moving on instinct. I climbed onto his lap, straddling him, and to my surprise, he didn’t push me away. His eyes burned into mine, wild and unreadable, but he didn’t stop me.I crashed my lips against his.The kiss was feral—desperate—like we’d both been holding back for far too long. My hands fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, shaky but determined, exposing inch after inch of his chest. His muscles were firm, warm under my palms.Then he grabbed my ass—hard—his fingers digging in.A sound escaped me, half gasp, half moan, and he groaned against my mouth as he shoved my skirt up, bunching it around my waist.“Wait,” I breathed against his lips. “We need a condom.”He exhaled sharply, nodding, his chest rising and falling like he’d just run a marathon. With one arm still wrapped around my waist, he reached over, yanked his desk drawer open, and started rummaging through it like a man on a mission. Then he found

**Ace**Ever since that incident with Aria in my study, I’ve avoided the house like it’s cursed. Before I left, I made sure to pack everything I could possibly need so I wouldn’t have to step foot back in that place until Megan returned.Megan will be back tomorrow, and I can’t fucking wait to see her. God, I’ve missed her. Missed her voice, her scent, the way she grounds me. I need her—desperately. Because whatever Aria’s doing to my head… it’s not normal.The witch has been seriously fucking with my mind. I need to be with my wife—feel her, touch her, remind myself of who I am—just to shake off these goddamn thoughts of what it would feel like to fuck Aria.I tried focusing on the spreadsheet open on my laptop, but the numbers were swimming and blurring together. The doorbell rang, snapping me out of my trance.I frowned and looked up from the screen. I wasn’t expecting anyone. Housekeeping had already come and gone, and room service brought breakfast two hours ago.Slowly, I