Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Divorcee Who Ruled Their Hearts : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Claire, blissfully unaware she'd stirred up a full-blown jealousy crisis, kept chatting easily with Ethan through the rest of her session. Julian gritted his teeth through the entire thing, waiting it out until she finally wrapped up. She said her goodbyes to Ethan, shot Julian a look at his obviously sour expression, and walked toward the exit without waiting for him. Julian's background was clearly not ordinary wealthy, gorgeous, and dangerously well put-together in every sense. But to her, he was exactly the same as Lucas. Another catch. Nothing more. Whether he got jealous watching her talk to other men wasn't really her concern. If you're going to play the field, she reminded herself, you can't start catching feelings for the fish. Still, she hadn't expected him to actually show up at her gym. Guess I made more of an impression than I planned on. The second she stepped outside, a strong hand caught her arm. Julian scooped her up and carried her straight into th

Lucas crossed the room in two strides and hauled Claire against him, kissing her hard furious, possessive, an argument disguised as a kiss.Claire pulled back, breathless. "Lucas"She got no further before he cut her off, his jealousy plainly winning out over any patience he had left.His eyes burned, dark with something that looked a lot like betrayal."Lucas, stop it." She pushed at his chest, more startled than anything by the intensity of it. "What is wrong with you?"He pulled back only far enough to glare down at her, his jaw tight, chest heaving."I must be out of my mind," he muttered, voice rough, "even considering someone who moves this fast."Julian was on his feet in an instant, shoving Lucas back with one hand flat against his chest."Lucas. What the hell is your problem?""Claire is mine. You think you can just walk in here and take her?"Until this exact moment, Julian had had no idea the two of them even knew each other. Watching them now, it clicked fast whatever hist

Ethan had never seen a smile quite like hers. Her eyes narrowed just slightly whenever she looked his way, carrying a charge he couldn't quite name like she knew exactly the effect she was having and enjoyed every second of it. In all his years working the gym floor, he'd never met anyone like her. Beautiful, obviously. But there was something else too an easy, magnetic confidence that made it nearly impossible to look away. He knew exactly what she was doing. That didn't stop him from falling for it anyway. He'd trained plenty of attractive clients over the years. None of them had ever managed to unravel his composure quite this thoroughly. Ethan felt his focus slipping with every lap she ran, every glance she threw his way. Watching her reach up to wipe the sweat from her neck the elegant line of her collarbone catching the gym lights did absolutely nothing to help his concentration. This woman, he thought, equal parts frustrated and captivated, is going to be the dea

"What" Julian brushed his uncle's grip off his collar and rolled back over, dragging the blanket up over his head, fully intending to sleep off the hangover. He'd had way too much the night before, and right now every part of him wanted nothing more than a few more hours of unconsciousness. Marcus stood beside the bed, staring down at the shapeless lump of blankets that had, allegedly, just referenced a wife. A wife? His nephew was many things reckless, indulgent, allergic to responsibility but he'd never once mentioned an actual relationship, let alone a wife. Is he seeing someone? Before Marcus could reach down and yank the blankets off again, the bedroom door slammed open. This time, it wasn't just Julian who froze. Julian bolted upright, staring at the doorway in shock. Claire stood frozen in the entrance, clutching her bag defensively against her chest, staring back at the cold, striking man standing beside the bed with equal surprise. The second she register

Damian scanned the file in his hands, a faint, disdainful smile tugging at his mouth.Claire Bennett. Divorced. Twenty-four.A full decade younger than him.And apparently making the rounds through half the city's most eligible men since the divorce.What's the actual difference, he thought coldly, between this and something far less respectable? Just a matter of which men are doing the paying.Julian deserves better than this.A woman with this little self-awareness needs to be put in her place.After work, Claire picked up groceries and cooked herself a proper dinner at home.Between the gym and everything else lately, she'd been running herself ragged, and tonight she planned to actually rest.She ate, cleaned up, showered, and settled into bed to watch something mindless.Ding-dong. Ding-dong.The doorbell rang, sharp and insistent.Claire frowned. Who would possibly be here this late?Aside from Nathaniel, the only person who knew her address was Lucas and even he only knew the b