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"Who the hell are you talking about? I barely even know you. Who the fuck are you and why are you after my life and my daughter's?" My patience was wearing thin. I wasn't going to allow her to hurt me and my child. "Who the hell am I? I am your husband's mistress. I am Tatiana Andrews and Asher Moretti is mine." She made her claim and my stomach churned more in anger. So this was all about she and Asher again? I wiped my palm over my face, exhausted. I wasn't ready for this. I wasn't ready to believe this. "What are you talking about? I barely know you. You are not my mistress. Why do you keep causing trouble in my life?" Asher defended.

First day back. He heard the water shut off in the bathroom. Camille would emerge any moment, wrapped in a towel, hair slicked back, skin flushed from heat. His wife. The woman who called Victoria Kane "mother." The woman whose happiness depended on the very person who had driven his uncle to tie that noose. Alexander deleted the messages, restored his expression to honeymoon contentment, and waited for Camille to appear. The perfect husband on the surface. The perfect betrayer underneath.

He raised one of his eyebrows, amusement flashing through his eyes, and asked, "Does that bother you?" "Why would it? You can do anything you want with her," she retorted, "wasn't I alright with what happened between both of you for all these years?" "Then, I don't see why you are bringing it up," he voiced out. Ashlyn was speechless for a second. Was he teasing her or just oblivious? "You claim to want to honor the mate bond yet you have another woman. Does it not make you hypocritical? There wouldn't be this issue if you let us both peacefully go our own path," she tried to reason.

I demanded. “You’re my wife, Aurora,” he growled. I was thanking the goddess inwardly that no one was close enough to hear the anger rising in his tone. My body stiffened as he gazed at me, intensely glaring. Then he looked away. “You leave Asher alone at home-” “Seraphina was there,” I cut him off. “Seraphina is NOT his mother. YOU are,” He responded just as quickly. A laugh bubbled up in my throat.

Before I left, I met Zayn's cold gaze as he murmured, "Steven, even in death, you're still ruining things for me!" … 12 hours later, the results finally came back. The forensic specialist said, "These ashes are confirmed to belong to Mr. Sutton. The match probability is 99%." Queenie's face drained of color. Her lips trembled as though she might faint at any moment. She murmured, "Steven, I never even got to see you one last time. How could you just leave me behind like this?" Watching her devastation, I felt nothing but bitter irony. She showed no mercy to my family, yet she still had the nerve to play the grieving lover. I couldn't tell who she thought she was convincing.

And it’s absurd! When he saw my expression, he clenched his teeth. While thinking about this craziness, I shook my head. I wiped my lips with the tablecloth after lowering the spoon and fork onto the dish. After that, I raised my eyes to his. "First and foremost, Mister, I'd like to introduce myself. My name is Kassandra Ympress, and there are three things you should know about me: first, I am not your wife; second, you've mistaken me for your wife, and I don't understand why you couldn't see the difference; and third, I understand the source of your madness. Your wife did so many horrible things, and it's natural for you to be that mad. Only taking it out on someone who isn’t your wife make

“You look like someone planning a heist.” “I look like someone in pajamas in public,” she muttered, sinking lower. “Please tell me you have sunglasses I can borrow.” He didn’t, but he smirked anyway. “You really think they’d recognize you like this?” She shot him a look. “You don’t understand. They’d love to recognize me. Misty lives for moments like this.” “Who’s Misty?” “My step-sister,” Cassie said bitterly. “And the woman my husband cheated on me with.”

She smirk walking closer to me "is it the part I was half naked or the part that Master Asher seem to be interested in sleeping with me or the part we were going to f**k tonight" Vera and Mira laugh "How dare you!"I said angrily"I am his wife ,how dare you planned such a thing and say it to my face without any remorse!" "You are such a shameless bitch!"Missy added "Oh I see you got a new pet"she mock "And seriously what wife is she talking about?"Vera feign ignorance "You really don't want to mess with me"I warned "I've stayed in this household long enough to deal with you properly "I threaten

My breath caught. It was a photo of Sebastian and me at the arcade, locked in a kiss that looked like it belonged in a movie. The memory of his lips, of the way he had looked at me before the world fell apart, came rushing back with a physical force that made me dizzy. I sank into my chair. "My God," I muttered, leaning my head back. "I didn’t think people were watching." "You’re Sebastian Kingsley’s wife," Ashley said simply, like it explained everything. "People watch you even when you’re standing still."

then he smiled. I gulped the fear that coiled my system. ** After a long hours of run and playing hero, we saved Ashira. But she is not the Ashira who was mated with Aiden. Right now, her mind seems to be programmed in a way that all he believed in was she was mated with Elon. I won’t even start how fucked-up Aiden might be feeling right now. I stopped trying to figure out what he’s going through, to be honest. It’s just too heartbreaking.