Semua Bab My Husband Wants An Open Marriage : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Larissa’s PovI haven’t lived, her words echoed in the back of my mind. I have lived my whole life pleasing people and not myself.That night with Harl, I had felt free. Alive. He had worshipped me, made me feel like there was something worth being around me.“Are you even listening to what I am saying?” Zephan snapped, his tone laced with frustration as he stared at me.I forced a smile trying to act like I wasn’t sitting opposite him and thinking about another man. “Sorry, I am a little distracted,” I said.He frowned, “You need to get your act together, we are meeting with some important business people. Arnold is introducing me to them. If I am going to be any good at my stepfather’s company, then I have to have these connections.” He paused, his eyes scanning me, “and I want you to be on your best behaviour, I don’t want you acting all…” he waved his hand around, as if he was trying to find the right words to describe me.“Sorry,” I said, fighting back the defiance that threatene

Larissa’s PovI didn’t move.Didn’t even try to turn around.It was as if my brain heard it, but my body couldn’t think of moving, not even by the slightest inch.His gaze dropped to my lips, slow, deliberate and consuming, my breath hitched, my heartfelt like it was running a thousand miles. “You didn’t,” he whispered.There was no judgment, no smugness in his tone. Just him acknowledging the truth that was right in front of us.I gulped. Hard.“d… didn’t what?”I knew the question, but I needed him to say it, maybe if he did, I would. I would get my sanity and run.“You didn’t walk away,” his voice was lower, his breath fanning my face. “You are still here,” his fingers tightened around my waist as if he was trying to make me feel it.Fuck.Fuck him for making it hard to think.Fuck him for being right.I wanted to be angry at him, but I couldn’t find it in me to be.The silence that stretched between us was dangerous, thick with desire.Charged.I could feel how fast my heart

Larissa’s Pov“You have to tell me what is going on, you have been mopey for far too long,” Lennie said as she plopped down on the chair, her eyes taking in my haggard-looking form.I closed my eyes, my hands covering my face as I huffed into them, “nothing, I just had a fight with Zephan,” I muttered.She hummed, “I have seen you after a fight with Zephan, this… this is nothing like that, now spill,” she said in a calm tone.I huffed, rolling over, of course she was going to see more than she should. This was Lennie I was talking about; she had the ability to spot things a thousand miles away.Here goes nothing.“I met up with Harl,” I whispered.Nothing, silence as if she didn’t hear me.I peeked through my fingers my eyes taking her in, trying to be sure that she had heard me. She sat there, unmoving, eyes on me as if she was trying to process the words.“w-what?”In all the years that I have known Lennie, this was the first time she was ever too stunned to speak. Not even when

Larissa’s PovI sat like a doll, a Barbie doll, played with, poked, probed, just in the right amount to look perfect.Zephan’s words burned in the back of my mind, pretending? I wasn’t pretending, I just needed to make my home work.“Can you look this way?” the hairstylist said. I could hear the slow frustration in her tone. For hours, it was the same thing, me being distracted and her trying everything in her power not to snap at me.“Sorry,” I said with a smile.She nodded, her smile not reaching her eyes. “I know it is the nerves,” she whispered.Was it?The door opened, Zephan walked in, a broad smile on his face, we had an audience, he was giving his best show. “You look dazzling, honey,” he said.Why did his compliment feel like a knife?I forced a smile, my cheeks aching as I stared at him, “You clean up nice,” I said, hoping that my voice had a teasing sound to it.He grinned, clearly enjoying the little banter that we were about to exchange. I was giving him the vibes of a w

Harl’s PovThe pictures were glaring. They had been out for dinner and he had kissed her.Why was that making me angrier than I should be?“Don’t you think that you are taking this a little bit too far?” Darius asked, as he leaned against his office chair.He was still angry at the fact that I had fucked her in his office. Well, it was a good thing that it was here than in mine, if she walked through those doors, she would know I wasn’t who I was saying I was.“What?” I asked feigning ignorance.He sighed, “Let it go, this childish game of…. You are going to ruin lives,” he said.That had been the plan, but now, I... there was a part of me that just wanted to own her, to have her completely under my control.When she had succumbed and broken under my hold, I knew that I would enjoy breaking her, owing her in just the way that I wanted. And Zephan? Ruining him would just be a bonus.“You know why…”“His father destroyed your company, I get it, but you married his wife, divorced her