From Discarded Wife, Now the Untouchable Heiress のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

We sat across from each other at the marble island, the quiet warmth of the morning wrapping around us like a soft blanket. For the first time in what felt like forever, the suffocating weight in my chest was gone.I reached for the porcelain cup of fresh espresso Kai had poured, taking a quick, unsuspecting sip."Ow! Fuck!" I gasped, pulling the cup away so fast half of it sloshed onto the counter. I immediately dropped my head into my hand, pressing my fingers over my lower lip as a sharp, burning sensation seared right through my skin.Kai was on his feet in a second, his chair scraping loudly against the floor. "Hazel? What happened?""The coffee!" I whined, my eyes watering as I sucked in cold air to cool down my mouth. "Why didn't you tell me it was boiling hot?!"Kai blinked at me, a mix of genuine concern and utter disbelief washing over his face. "Hazel... it's fresh espresso. Of course it's hot. Why would you just gulp it down like that?""I didn't gulp it down!" I protested

His words sent a shiver through me even in the heat of the shower. “Anything for you, bellissima. Always.”Kai’s voice was rough with need as he held me pinned against the tile, my legs wrapped tight around his waist. I could feel him, hard again already, thick and insistent, pressing right against my entrance, but he didn’t push in yet. Instead he kissed me deeply, slowly, like he was memorizing the taste of me all over again. His tongue slid against mine in a lazy, possessive rhythm while the water poured over us both. When he finally broke the kiss, he lowered my feet to the floor with careful strength, turning me in his arms with strong, sure hands that never stopped touching me.Before I could catch my breath, he spun me around so my front pressed against the cool glass wall of the shower. The contrast made me gasp—the cold glass on my heated skin, my breasts flattening against it, nipples tightening instantly into hard peaks. Steam swirled around us. Kai’s body was right behind

~~Kai’s POV~~The air inside the soundproofed basement of the Valentino estate was heavy with the metallic tang of blood and damp concrete.I stood under the single flickering overhead bulb, slowly unwrapping the leather tape from around my knuckles. At my feet, two mid-level loan sharks from the docks were groaning, curled into tight, bleeding balls on the stain-covered floor. They had made the foolish mistake of trying to skim three hundred thousand off the family’s harbor shipments, assuming I was too distracted by corporate affairs to notice.They were wrong."You have until midnight to wire every last cent back into the family account," I said, my voice dropping into a low baritone that made both men flinch violently. "If the balance is missing even a single euro when the clock strikes twelve, I won't send collectors. I'll come back myself and I won’t show mercy this time."“Take care of them!” I ordered my men.Without waiting for their frantic, bloodied nods, I tossed the crims

~~Kai’s POV~~I stared at Hazel, utterly convinced she had lost her mind."What?!" I repeated, my eyebrows pulling down into a sharp glare. "No. Absolutely not. I don't apologize to anybody.""You apologized to me," Hazel countered instantly, her chin lifting with that unyielding, fearless confidence that always threw me off balance."That's completely different," I growled softly, brushing my hand through my hair as I tried to sidestep her logic. "You're my woman. You're my heart, Hazel. That's entirely different from apologizing to one of my men.""He isn't just 'one of your men' and you know it, Kai Valentino!" Hazel said, her voice dropping into a stern, commanding tone. "Reed is your best friend. He's been standing in the trenches with you since you were teenagers! He has taken bullets for you, covered your back, and protected this family. You can't just throw him away like trash because you were having a meltdown and couldn't handle your own guilt!"I opened my mouth to argue, b

~~Hazel's POV~~The morning sun broke through the heavy glass windows of the master suite, casting long, golden streaks across the hardwood floor.I stood in front of the full-length mirror, smoothing down the front of my tailored charcoal-grey pantsuit. The sharp, double-breasted cut hugging my waist felt like armor. I wore a crimson silk blouse underneath, the collar buttoned crisp and clean, and paired it with six-inch black stilettos.Behind me, the bathroom door clicked open. Kai stepped out, drying his dark hair with a white towel. He was already wearing his crisp trousers and a black dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms.He stopped in his tracks, his dark eyes sweeping down my suit, taking in every inch of my stance with slow, burning approval."You look deadly, bellisima," he murmured, tossing the towel aside as he walked over to stand behind me."Good," I said smoothly, turning my head to look at him in the mirror as I fastened a pair of diamond stud earring