บททั้งหมดของ Betrayed By My Husband, I Married His Billionaire Uncle: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

AUTHOR'S POVTWO DAYS LATERWESTCHESTER PRIVATE GOLF CLUBThe sky stretched above in a clear, unbroken blue, offering perfect weather for the city’s elite to conduct their quiet negotiations.Declan O’Rourke stood near the seventh tee, leaning casually against his titanium golf club. He watched his playing partner line up a shot. Elias Thorne, a senior federal judge with heavy influence over corporate regulatory boards, adjusted his white visor. Elias swung the club, sending the ball sailing through the air before it landed neatly on the edge of the green."A fine shot, Elias," Declan praised, offering a broad, charming smile. "You always did have a steady hand under pressure."Elias handed his club to a waiting caddy and wiped his brow with a towel. He did not return the smile. "Save the flattery, Declan. We have known each other for a decade. You did not invite me out to this exclusive club on a Tuesday morning just to admire my swing. What do you want?"Walking alongside the golf c

AUTHOR’S POVInside the Sterling Corporation headquarters, the atmosphere carried a thick, suffocating weight. Merrick stood near the floor-to-ceiling window of his private office, adjusting the knot of his expensive silk tie. His reflection in the glass showed a man on the edge of a nervous breakdown.His cell phone vibrated on the polished mahogany desk. The caller ID flashed Declan’s name. He'd sent a voice mail minutes ago after the man wouldn't pick up.Merrick snatched the device, pressing it to his ear."Tell me you found another option," Merrick demanded, his voice tight with desperation."I told you the truth last night, boyo," Declan rasped through the speaker. "There are no magical loopholes hiding in the state legislature. You refused the only real solution I offered you. So now, you have to put your head down and take your lumps. Be a good little employee."Merrick squeezed the phone so hard his knuckles turned white. "I am the chief executive officer. I cannot just sit i

ANIKAI had broken him. I had stood in front of the most powerful executives in the company and reduced Merrick to a trembling, humiliated mess. The memory of his red face and his desperate attempt to flee the room played over and over in my mind like a favorite movie. For three years, he had made me feel small. He had hidden me away in a dark corner of his life, stealing my blood and my grandfather’s legacy. Today, I took my first real piece of his pride.The driver pulled into the underground garage of our residential building. I thanked him, gathered my briefcase, and stepped into the private elevator. The ride to the penthouse felt short. When the metal doors slid open, the quiet, expansive luxury of the apartment greeted me.The lights were dimmed in the main living room. A faint smell of cedar and expensive cologne hung in the air, telling me Icelyn was already home.I set my briefcase down on the entryway table and kicked off my heels. Walking barefoot across the plush rugs, I

ANIKAThe feeling of his lips broke through every defense I had spent the last year building. I gripped his tuxedo jacket, steadying myself as a heavy, liquid warmth pooled between my thighs. It was a sharp, wicked ache that made my knees tremble. My brain tried to remind me of the contract, the revenge, and the cameras waiting outside, but my body refused to listen. The sensation was too overwhelming.I wanted him to press me against the tall, gold-framed mirrors. I wanted him to tear the expensive lace right off my skin, ruin the silk, and take me right here in front of everyone. The filthy thought sent a frantic, needy pulse straight to my core. God, I was losing my mind. I pressed my thighs together instinctively, chasing a friction that was not there.Icelyn pulled back slowly. He broke the connection, leaving my lips wet, swollen, and stinging. A slow, knowing smile touched the corners of his mouth. He knew exactly what he was doing to me. He could feel the desperate tremble

AUTHOR’S POVShe stopped a few feet away from the sofa, watching him drink. Her jaw tightened. Spineless coward.The pathetic sight of her husband used to fill her with anxiety, but tonight, it only fueled her resolve."I met with Declan today," Karla stated. Her voice cut through the quiet hum of the rain.Merrick did not look up. He took a slow sip from his glass. "I told you to leave that alone. The politician is terrified. The legal routes are closed.""I did not go there for a legal route," she replied flatly.The casual coldness in her tone made Merrick freeze. He slowly lowered his drink, his bloodshot eyes turning to meet her gaze. "What did you do, Karla?""I fixed the problem you are too scared to handle," she answered. She walked around the coffee table, standing directly in front of him. "I told Declan to facilitate the contract. I offered him five million dollars from the offshore trust to arrange a permanent solution for Anika and Icelyn. Another five million will follo