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She groaned, blinked, and slowly flickered her blue-violet orbs open. Her jaw dropped. She had never seen this part of Dominic's new hotel. The miniature trees, the birds singing, a flowing fountain, and a gazebo. And they were filled with...Roses. Red roses everywhere. On bouquets, on pots, small and large. Boxes and vases. Even where she was standing was deep and wide petals of her favorite flower. She blinked her tears away and cup her mouth. Speechless. "Oh, Rafael," the mafia princess uttered. Without a doubt, this was his doing.

"No. Tell me for real, what would you do?" The answer was easy. Nathan's Puerto Rican secretary was somehow supposed to feel like a threat to our relationship. All those short skirts and dresses she wears, the way she always manages to always lay a finger on Nathan each time they're having a conversation, all those little things are supposed to make me scared, jealous, or something along those lines. But they don't. So even if I had to find out that Nathan was having an affair with her behind my back, I guess I would not really care. And I do not know why.

“Hurry up, I don't like waiting. What can make you laugh like a possessed person? Does this have anything to do with your man?" "Of course, yes!" "Haa... I knew it." "You know, he's jealous!" "Huh?" "He's jealous of me and Caspian." "Jealous? What do you mean? What the hell did you do with Caspian to make that arrogant man jealous? I am not sure. Maybe it's just your thoughts. I think Dominic didn't feel jealous at all. That's what someone who is in love usually does. They always fantasize that the person they like has the same feelings as them. But in reality, it's just an illusion created by their own thoughts."

“Because I hate you, that’s why.” “Liar.” His hand came up, bracing on the wall beside my head. “You’ve been eye-fucking me for two seasons, Riley. Think I didn’t notice?” Heat rushed to my face. “You’re delusional.” “Am I?” Jax leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “Tell me to back off right now and I will.” I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. My cock twitched in my gear, traitor that it was. The silence stretched, thick and heavy.

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

The contrast of both men touching her at the same time made her dizzy. Lucas kissed her neck softly. “I’ve seen it too,” he murmured against her skin. “The way your cheeks flush when Marcus compliments you. I’m not jealous. I love you. And I love seeing you desired.” Isabella turned her head and kissed Lucas deeply. The kiss was familiar and loving, but knowing Marcus was watching made it feel electric. When she pulled back, her lips were slightly swollen. She looked at Marcus again. “This feels surreal. Like I’m in one of my secret fantasies.”

“She’ll probably spend the whole holiday in here if you let her.” I walked the aisles slowly, trailing my fingers over the books. Classics. Thrillers. A whole section of contemporary romance—Mirabel’s doing, mostly. She’d started collecting them in high school, said they were “escapist but smart.” I’d never read them. Too many happy endings. Too much hope wrapped in pretty words. I pulled one down at random. Dark cover, brooding man in a suit, and title written in gold foil: Claimed by the Billionaire. I snorted softly, then slid it back.

I squeeze his hand. ‘Easy, baby. I’m okay. Don’t give them what they want.’ I mind-link him, not taking my eyes on the rude man in front of us. “And what would you do in either case, Sir? Deny me entrance or speak even more vulgarly about my looks? Jealousy is a dangerous emotion for all, but especially for a lonesome elderly male who wishes he was so lucky to have a loving, beautiful mate at his side.” How I know this is a mystery for me, but I do. I know my words are true, and I know he is jealous of Elijah. Not because my handsome man is an Alpha, because he already has power, but because he has me. A mate. Someone he can love and woo, and someone who loves him in return.

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Tanya- The night had gone wrong the second that bitch walked into the gala. Everything seemed to slow as she glided through the ballroom, wrapped in elegance and confidence, looking like some untouchable queen who had never suffered a day in her life. My stomach twisted. Across the room, Ethan went still. His eyes locked onto her. His jaw tightened. The stem of the champagne glass in his hand looked dangerously close to snapping. I knew exactly what that look meant. Jealousy. Pure and ugly.