All Chapters of Craved By My Husband's Best Friend : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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61. Scared Of Loosing You

Marissa POVMy eyes fluttered open to the soft, golden morning light filtering through the sheer velvet curtains of the private VIP suite.For a second, my brain was completely foggy, heavy with the lingering exhaustion of the night before. But as I shifted against the impossibly soft sheets, I realized two things simultaneously, I was completely clean, and I was wrapped tightly in a thick, plush white bathrobe that definitely wasn't mine.A slow heat rushed to my face as the memories hit me in a wave. The blackout. The marble counter. The ruthless, possessive hands dragging me into the dark, and the explosive, undeniable fire that had completely consumed us both.After I had collapsed against his chest, completely spent and unable to keep my eyes open, I had fallen asleep right there in the dark. But he had stayed. To my absolute surprise, he had carried me to the adjacent private bedroom, gently cleaned me up, tucked me in, and stayed by my side the entire night.I turned my head on

62. Who Could She Possibly Be?

Marissa POV “Perhaps because he is in the same circle as my boss, Xav must have known to drop me here since I mentioned being his neighbor…” I reasoned in my head, exhaling a slow, shaky breath.I smoothed down the wrinkled hem of my outfit, making a strict mental note to grill him about it later when my head wasn't spinning so wildly.I turned around to head toward the lobby glass doors, taking two steps forward before a warm hand suddenly landed squarely on my shoulder."Ah!" I shrieked, jumping half a foot into the air and spinning around with my heart hammering against my ribs.Standing there with her hands planted firmly on her hips, looking like an elite interrogator caught in the middle of a high-stakes crime scene, was Alina."None of my tenants are currently in this building... why is that? Was it planned?" she bombarded me without even letting me catch my breath, her sharp eyes darting from my ruined, messy hair down to my silver heels."Can you... can you come again?" I as

62. Future Gordan Ramsay

Marissa POV “Or maybe he just went to the club to have fun like any other normal person,” I reasoned, trying to sound completely unbothered while mentally begging my heart to stop pounding. “Alina, you are describing your brother as if he is a monk.” “Well, he is, okay? He actually is a monk,” she insisted, threw her hands up dramatically. “Oh no, no, Marissa. The tabloids would have pasted his face everywhere, baby. ‘CEO of Sterling Holdings Wasted at a VIP Club!’ That kind of scandal is going to affect stocks, baby!” I couldn't help but shake my head with a faint trace of pity for the poor man. How could his personal life be everyone's business? Every movement scrutinized, every late night turned into a headline. Just then, a deep, velvety voice rumbled right behind us, making us both jump with hesitation. “Gossiping about me, I see.” I spun around to see Xavier strutting toward us across the polished lobby floor. He was impeccably tailored as always, wearing a dark navy suit

64. Amusement Park

Marissa POV It had been a full week since I started suspecting that Xavier Sterling might actually be Silver Mask. Every time the thought crossed my mind, connecting the claw marks on his neck, the silver glitter in his car, and how he knew my exact address, I felt completely twisted up. Half of me felt insane for thinking my arrogant boss was the guy from the club, while the other half was terrified of what it meant if I was right. To make matters worse, Alina and I had not talked all week because of our chaotic schedules. So I was totally thrown off when my apartment doorbell rang at eight o'clock on a sunny Saturday morning. I opened the door and found Alina standing on my welcome mat. She brought Roosevelt along, and before I could even rub the sleep out of my eyes, she told us all that we were going to an amusement park. I did not really have a choice, so I went to change. I put on a fitted white tank top, high-waisted jeans, and my white sneakers. When we walked down t

65. Misunderstanding

Marissa POVThere is nothing worse than being on the absolute brink of starvation on a lazy Sunday morning, only to realize you are missing the one ingredient that holds your entire meal together.I stood over my kitchen counter, staring down at my pan with a spatula in hand, my stomach letting out a growl so loud it practically echoed off the walls. I was missing soy sauce. Just a single tablespoon of dark soy sauce, and my morning would be saved.My mind instantly drifted to the front door across the hall. Xavier.I cringed, holding my forehead as the memory of yesterday slammed into me. The amusement park. The Ferris wheel. The absolute silence as he leaned across the glass cabin, his hand resting on my cheek, and his lips pressing softly against mine. My face burned at the sheer thought of it. How was I supposed to just knock on his door and ask for cooking ingredients after a moment like that? It was beyond awkward.I stared at my half cooked food. My head was pounding, my knees

66. Gossip

Marissa POV Monday morning came way too fast. Monday was normally my least favorite day of the week, but this particular one felt like a nightmare. I knew by now that Vivienne would have spread malicious rumors about me all around the office. My only desperate hope was that the news hadn't passed our department block yet.To think all of this was happening because of a damn bottle of soy sauce. I still couldn't get over the nerve of Xavier showing up at my door later that same Sunday with the sauce in hand. The silly, unbothered look on his face while I berated him inwardly was etched into my memory."Universe, if you save me from this today, I promise to always be on my best behavior," I whispered under my breath as I grabbed my bag. It was a complete lie, but I was willing to say anything to get out of this bad luck.I really wished I could skip work today, but running away would only make me look guilty and make the situation ten times worse.Imagine my absolute annoyance and frus

67. Conference Room A

Marissa POVBefore I could even finish processing Vivienne’s petty exit, John’s booming voice echoed across the department floor, cutting through the low hum of chatter."Conference room A, everyone! Five minutes! We are running through the preliminary blueprints for the Sterling Holdings center, and I want every single designer in their seat!"A collective groan rippled through the office as my colleagues scrambled to gather their laptops and notebooks. My stomach plummeted straight to my feet. A sudden, unannounced presentation on a Monday morning was bad enough, but doing it while being the main topic of office gossip was absolute torture.I quickly grabbed my flash drive, doublechecked my rendered files, and walked into the glasswalled conference room.The moment I walked in, the room fell into a heavy, uncomfortable quiet. Vivienne was already seated near the head of the table next to John, looking like a predator waiting for her prey. She cast a deliberate, theatrical glance at

68. My Own Divorce

Marissa POV"I believe you had an urgent design review scheduled in my office fifteen minutes ago, Marissa," Xavier said, his voice dropping into a low, possessive rumble that sent a sudden chill straight through me. "Yet here you are... playing house."Before I could even process his sudden appearance, Ethan pushed back his leather chair and stood up. He adjusted his suit jacket, flashing Xavier a fake, practiced smile laced with an uncomfortably personal familiarity."Xavier," Ethan said, his tone dripping with bitter history. "I should have known you would be lurking around somewhere. Still playing the savior, just like back in our university days. I see some habits never die.""Everything involving my lead architect concerns me, Ethan," Xavier replied coldly, his eyes narrowing into sharp, lethal slits. "Especially when she is wasting valuable company time on someone who can barely keep his own business afloat."I sat frozen in the plush velvet booth, looking back and forth betwee

69. Every Single Time

Marissa POVThe heavy glass doors of the restaurant swung shut behind me, cutting off the suffocating atmosphere inside. I marched down the sidewalk, my heels clicking furiously against the pavement, my face burning with a mixture of raw anger and pure humiliation. I clutched the manila envelope to my chest like a shield. Inside were the divorce papers I had spent months begging Ethan to sign. I had my freedom, but Xavier’s grand interference completely ruined any sense of victory.Unbelievable. Absolute caveman behavior.I hailed a cab straight to my apartment building. I needed to get away from the office, from Xavier, and from the chaotic mess my personal life had become.By the time I reached my complex, clocked out for the day in my mind, and kicked off my heels inside my living room, my phone was already vibrating on the counter. I ignored it, pouring a glass of water to steady my nerves.Then came three slow, heavy knocks against my front door.I froze, stepping over to the pee

70. No One

Marissa POVThe noise inside the bar was a low, murky hum of clinking beer mugs, cheap neon lights, and sticky floorboards. It was a sketchy, low-end dive bar three blocks away from my usual neighborhood, the exact kind of place I’d normally avoid. But tonight, I needed somewhere dirty and anonymous.I sat alone on a cracked vinyl barstool, nursing my third glass of cheap scotch. The burn down my throat did little to dull the rage simmering in my chest.Earlier today, Hailey had texted me to say she’d be swamped with client meetings all week. Sitting there in the dim glow of the bar, I pulled up my contacts and slowly scrolled through the names.No one.I literally had no one to call. No one to vent to about Ethan’s manipulation or my CEO’s suffocating, possessive games.With a bitter laugh, I opened a black-and-silver chat app. My fingers were a little loose, a little clumsy from the alcohol, but I typed out a quick message to the only person who ever listened without demanding anyth

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