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Mark came home with flowers that day.Elena almost didn’t recognize the gesture.He stood at the door, holding a neat bouquet of white lilies and pale roses, like a man trying to remember a role he used to play well. For a second, she saw the boy from Capri, the one who used to pull her into the sea fully dressed just to hear her scream and laugh.“You bought flowers?” she asked, surprised despite herself.Their ten years anniversary was the next day and it wasn’t like Mark to remember it so early. Mark gave a small shrug. “Is that a crime?”“No,” she said quickly. “It’s just… it’s been a while.”He stepped inside.She reached for the flowers. “They’re beautiful. Thank you.”“Elena,” Mark said, and something in his tone made her fingers tighten around the stems. “We need to talk.”Her stomach dropped, but she forced a light smile. “That sounds serious. What about? Are you finally asking me out on a proper date? It’s been years since you’ve tried to impress me.”He didn’t smile back.

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The $5000 guest

Elena’s POV The hotel lobby smelled like expensive perfume and polished wood. Everything looked perfect and rich. I felt out of place. I held my small black clutch tightly. My heart was beating so fast it hurt. I was Elena Montgomery. I organized charity events. I made sure flowers matched tablecloths. I was a respectable wife. I did not do things like this. I didn't book "services" from apps. But then I remembered the scent of jasmine perfume on Mark’s shirt. I remembered him calling me stagnant. That word burned inside me. I stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the penthouse. Room 402. My hands were shaking, but my face stayed calm. When the elevator doors opened, the hallway was quiet and soft under my heels. I reached the door and unlocked it with my phone. Click. The room was dim. The city lights shone through tall windows. A man stood near the window with his back to me. “You’re late,” he said. His voice was deep and steady. He wasn't what I expect

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Julian Vane

The drive home was the quietest thirty minutes of my life. The night still didn’t feel real. Every time I shifted in the driver’s seat, I could still remember the touch of his hands on my waist.Five thousand dollars.I thought to myself. I paid five thousand dollars to feel alive again.I pulled into the driveway of our house which was feeling like a very expensive cage now. I took a deep breath, wiped a stray smudge of eyeliner from under my eye, and walked inside.The smell of stale scotch and burnt toast hit me immediately.Mark was sitting at the kitchen island, his hair a mess, his shirt unbuttoned halfway down his chest. He looked gray. Hungover. Pathetic. He was staring at his phone, but his head snapped up when the door clicked shut."Well, well," he sneered, his voice raspy. "My wife finally returns. Where were you, Elena? Staying at your sister’s? Crying into a pint of ice cream while she told you what a big, mean bully I am?"I didn't flinch. I walked past him toward the

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My Husband’s Rival

The museum was filled with the sound of a hundred violins, but to me, it sounded like a funeral.Every step I took in my high heels felt like I was walking on fire. My stomach was in knots, not just from the nerves, but from the fear I felt. In my mind, I felt like I was already showing. I felt like the whole world could see the secret growing inside me, even though my stomach was still flat under the blue dress."Keep your head up, Elena," Mark hissed, leaning into my ear. He was sweating. I could see the moisture on his forehead even in the dim gala lighting. "You look like you’re going to a wake. Smile. Look happy. Look like the wife of a man who deserves to be a Managing Director.""I'm trying, Mark," I whispered. My voice felt like it was coming from a mile away."Try harder. Vane is here somewhere. I need to find him before the other VPs corner him. This is my night. Don’t ruin it with your stagnant mood."He used that word again. Stagnant.I looked at him and felt a wave of p

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