All Chapters of The wife they never forgot : Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

~ANAYA’S POV~"I said…. where do you think you're going?" Rohan snarled.And my heart almost stopped beating.The room was pitch black, saved only by the faint silver light filtering through the sheer window curtains. I stood completely frozen at the bedroom door, my fingers glued to the cold brass handle.Slowly, the heavy duvet rustled on the bed. Rohan shifted, his dark silhouette pushing himself up on one elbow. He blinked his bloodshot eyes in the dark, squinting toward the doorway."Where... where do you think you're going?" Rohan growled, his voice thick and slurred with alcohol.I swallowed hard, forcing my shaking voice to sound natural. Panic clawed at my throat, but I gripped the doorframe to steady myself."My throat is dry," I whispered, keeping my head low. "I'm just going downstairs to get a glass of cold water."Rohan stared at me for three long, agonizing seconds. The silence in the room was so loud I was sure he could hear my heart hammering against my ribs.Then, h

~ANAYA’S POV~My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird, pure panic seizing my throat as the three men pinned me against the cold wooden door.Lucien leaned down, his eyes locking onto my lips with a burning intensity that made my head spin. Théo hovered at my left, his blue eyes dark with raw desire, while Raphaël stepped so close his broad chest brushed my shoulder. They were surrounding me with their heat, their scent, and an overwhelming power that made me feel entirely breathless.They're going to kiss me, my mind screamed. All three of them.A sudden wave of terror and electric heat shot straight down my spine. I gasped, my hands trembling violently as I pushed my palms against Lucien's broad chest."Please... don't," I choked out, tears of absolute panic welling in my eyes. "I... I can't. I'm still married. I can't do this!"Lucien froze instantly. Seeing the genuine fear and panic in my eyes, the dark hunger in his expression vanished, replaced by immediate concer

~ANAYA’S POV~It was you three... wasn't it?" I asked, with my voice barely above a whisper.Lucien didn't answer right away. He made a small gesture to Théo, and the two of them stepped out into the hallway to keep watch and give us privacy.Raphaël stood up from his chair. He walked slowly around the long table, stopping right beside where I sat.The cold mask he usually wore in front of the world completely melted away. His dark eyes were filled with an intense, burning tenderness that made my breath hitch in my throat. He pulled a chair close to mine and sat down, taking both of my cold, shaking hands into his large, warm palms."Yes, Rose," Raphaël confessed softly, his deep voice wrapping around me like a warm velvet blanket. "We dumped the shared stock this morning. We bought his debt. We triggered the collapse."My heart hammered against my ribs. Panic flared up in my chest, making my breath short and shallow."Raphaël, no!" I gasped, trying to pull my hands back, but he held

~ANAYA’S POV~"Did Rohan just call you?" Camille asked, her voice dangerously sweet as she took a slow step into my private room. "He called me first, you know. He told me his mother is coming... and he asked me to make sure you don't embarrass him tonight."What the hell was she even on about?! I frowned at her in confusion"Get out of my room, Camille," I said, my voice cold and firm as I stared her down.Camille just chuckled, leaning her shoulder against the doorframe. "Just giving you a friendly warning, Anaya. You know how his mother gets."I didn't give her the satisfaction of a reply. I turned my back on her, grabbed a pair of flat shoes from my closet, and walked right past her out into the hallway.My heart was hammering against my ribs, but I forced my legs to move. I had hosted formal dinners at this estate dozens of times over the last eight years. I knew how to set the long marble table. I knew how to order the caterers. I knew how to arrange the flowers.But tonight, th