Nights With My Husband's Mafia Brother
Three years ago, Venessa's husband, Marcus, married her to take revenge on his rich brother, Oren Weiss, who had an obsessive crush on Venessa.
Now three years later, Venessa is stuck with a deadbeat husband and she just discovered that he is on a romantic vacation with another woman after she borrowed a substantial loan to fund his dying business.
Deeply heartbroken and in desperate need for emotional support, she calls her best friend, Bianca, who suggests to meet her at the city's most luxurious bar.
As Venessa waits for her friend inside the expensive bar reserved for elite rich, she finds herself in the company of an incredibly charming and most handsome stranger her eyes has ever gazed at. Oren Weiss also seems to treat her better than any man ever has.
Drunk and eager to rid herself of the heart wrenching stress, she ends up having a night of passion with the irresistibly gorgeous man.
A week later, Venessa realizes that she is pregnant with the strangers child. She decides to keep it a secret and escorts her husband to his family's reunion. She is utterly shocked to see the dazzlingly handsome stranger met at the bar, Oren Weiss, among the members of Wessington family.
Turns out that her one-night-stand is her husband's filthy rich mafia brother, who inherited his father's entire fortune and wisely multiplied it through strategic dealings.
Oren Weiss has returned to the city more powerful than ever before. He has had fantasies about Venessa, the girl he desired since childhood, every night and day of his life. He has returned to reclaim her from his envious brother, and he will use every twisted, ruthless and stupefying means to end the crumbling marriage and take the woman he has always wanted.
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Chapter: The Billionaire's OfferVENESSA'S POVI pace across the wide space of my opulent guestroom, a thousands thoughts running through my mind. I thought I would earn something from redesigning this Manor for Oren Weiss but it turns out that I will only be repaying a piece of the loan. Perhaps I should kidnap his aunt Helen since he didn't seem to have a great relationship with his mother. Or I can steal all the outfits in this room, sell and disappear forever. It would be good for his unborn child not to grow up surrounded by bitter people. My husband hasn't come after me since he received a call from my best friend. He didn't tell me what it was about which confirms my suspicions that they have been secretly friends. Helen and her daughter are the only friends I made today. That's because the rest of my husband's extended family seemed to dislike my presence. It's was saddening to find out that Helen and her daughter do not live here but my mother-in-law and a few of her mean relatives does. How will I even r
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Chapter: Indebted To The BillionaireVenessa's PovI must be dreaming! I never never got hired by rich client before let alone a billionaire. My husband's hands seems to be shaking. I hope he is overwhelmed by joy. "I am not busy at all. Tell me what you would like properly designed. I am eager to take on something huge," I say, trying to hide my delight and sound like an experienced interior designer who has handled big clients before."Would you be willing to redesign this manor? The original designer had a bad taste in both artiques and colour. I want everything changed by someone with more attractive tastes," he says.A massive manor is always been my dream project. He is right about the mistakes of the original designer. Whoever it was aimed to include all sorts of modern luxury, but forgot about the art itself. They mixed too many colours and even forgot to maintain a single particular theme when choosing wall art or furniture. I can fix it all with a good budget."You have the money to hire famed space planners.
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Chapter: How It All StartedVENESSA'S POV"You look stunning, Vanessa. You can join our table," a young, beautiful woman says as I pass. I halt, feeling inwardly thankful as I had no idea where I was heading anyway. The young woman is in the company of an older woman whose features resembles hers. They both smile warmly when I gaze at them. I take the seat between both."I am Helen, Oren's aunt. This is Lyla, my daughter," the older woman introduces. "Nice to meet you both," I say as I shake their manicured hands. "I bet that your husband is feeling bitter that Weiss made you look better. He is such a loser," Lyla comments.It's a relief to learn that not everyone is on the side of Marcus. Maybe it's just his mother since she needs me to remain a babysitter."Did you two have a fight?" the older woman, Helen, asks."Yes. It wasn't about my dress though," I answer. "What was it about?" she curiosly asks. "You can trust us to keep a secret."I do not trust them to keep a secret. But I am not losing anything b
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Chapter: Man ChildVENESSA'S POVAll eyes are on us as we walk back into the hall. Marcus strides furiously towards us. "Oren and I needs to talk. Please keep your husband company for a few minutes," my mother-in-law hastily requests, grabbing Oren's hand. "You had the chance to talk to me before now," he snorts while pulling back his hand. "Go with her. I will be totally fine," I urge as I do not want the confrontation that my stupid husband aims to cause. He is going to whine about the dress I am now wearing because I took off his cheap one. His mother was right about one thing, that he needs a baby sitter. "Don't let my brother push you," Oren advises before following his mother. I nod and simply wait. "How can you disappear with my brother when I needed you by my side?" Marcus annoyingly asks. "We need to talk," he grabs my hand and takes us out of the hall again. "I cannot believe you're such a wh*re!" Are the first words that come out of his foolish mouth when he finally halts and let's go o
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Chapter: A Better DressVENESSA'S POVHis luscious lips looks more inviting than a chocolate cake. Why are forbidden things the most tempting? Should I ask him to go back to playing the role of my escort?"Oren! Honey . . . are you in there?" his mother's voice yells from outside and even before he can answer she pushes the door open. She appears appalled by the sight of us. "What is your brother's wife doing here?" she asks, literally glaring at me."I brought her to her guest room to change into a more comfortable dress. Your beloved son has a problem with that?" Oren replies. His mother shakes her head. "You do not have to keep calling him my beloved son. I loved you both the same," she says in a voice that lacks conviction. Doesn't she believe her own words?"You loved us both? I must have had a sloth's mind not to notice it," Oren scoffs. "Dear . . . I never meant any of those comments I used to make about you. Besides it was a long time ago," she defends. She used to call his smart mind slow as a sl
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Chapter: Her Special Guest RoomVENESSA'S POV"He paid me to accompany him. I didn't know you're his brother," I answer. "Regrettably we were born of the same parents. We are foes however," he replies. "Did you know who I am that night at the club?" I ask. He never asked my name. Could it be that sleeping with me was his way of pissing off his brother?"When Marcus first married you he enjoyed rubbing it on our faces as he knew you were the kind of woman I wanted. Deep down I knew that no woman deserved the punishment of being stuck with him for years. So when I saw you alone that night I knew that you could use a better company, even for a single night," he says. It was a beautiful night, the kind I haven't had in a long time. But he should have told me the truth and let me make my own decision. It feels good to know that despite my lack of confidence someone as rich him would like my kind. It is a huge boost to my non-existent self esteem."You don't mind changing into a better dress, do you?" he asks. "Can I
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Chapter: Who saves me!WILSON'S POVThe girl jerks upright in panic hissing in pain in the process. Her face pales when I step into the shadow of light cast by the open Windows. Under the light she instantly recognizes me. "You don't have to be scared, I am not going to hurt you." I say in the most convincing voice I can master faking a sweet smile.It takes her a moment to snap out of her daze and she purses her lipslooking unconvinced. She must be remembering what happened yesterday. Yeah, words must be a very lame way of convincing her after I and my father had ordered her execution.She must be cursing me inwardly for making her pass through such excruciating pain. She takes a moment to think. I step forward taking a grip of her arm in hopes of easing the tension."Don't pretend you care about me!" She chokes out elbowing me hard in the chest. I hiss in pain but quickly regain my composure.She looks up at me her blue eyes showing too much innocence. My judgement was right. As I had thought earlier sh
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Chapter: SparedROWAN'S POVMy breathing is hard, my chest puffs up and down as I stare at the unconscious figure lying at the center of the stage. Her long strands of wavy black hair sticks to her injured, bloodied neck. I'm sure I have seen the girl somewhere, just not sure where.Two guards grab the unconscious girl dragging her to a huge stone block that has been placed on the raised stage. Despite being quite far enough I can clearly smell the blood emmiting from the stone block."People like this should never be allowed to exist among us. They seek only to destroy what others have built. So I sentence this heinous thief to death!" Wilson's father announces and the crowd cheers. "By beheading!""She doesn't deserve to be beheaded for stealing a fucking crown. You're not going to stand here and watch this happen, are you?" Jason whispers barely audible over the sound of the cheering crowd. I take a look around, I can see disgust in the eyes of every person."Wilson should handle this. It's his pa
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Chapter: Crown of shameTHIRD PERSON POVWhen the alpha king entered the room all guests present looked in his direction and bowed but he merely gazed or payed any attention to them as he welcomed his son on the raised platform.He turned to face everyone as he announced. "My fellow friends, I thank you for finding it in your time to join me in celebrating the phasing of my beloved and only son. " The crowd errupted in cheers. "This night will also be the start of his worthwhile reign." He continued.Wilson barely listened to what his father was saying. If given a choice, he would rather be crowned after finding the girl he is looking for. She will bring power in his reign. People respected packs reigned by angels but they feared and befriended packs with golden winged angels. With her he could build a powerful kingdom like Rowan's. But the moment he walked into the party hall, his reluctance to take the crown vaporized instantly when he took in to the big crowd of Luna's, alphas and the best warriors of ea
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Chapter: The crown AVA'S POVI can hardly sit still. Pacing on the space between my bed and the bathroom door, my stomach burns with tension. I have been waiting stifly in my room pacing, taking deep calming breaths trying to get my anxiety under control.I pear out my window into the back alleyway. The bright yellow rays of the setting sun beams through my window. Letting out a groan my teeth mercilessly worry my bottom lip. For a moment I contemplate going out there myself. It will be getting dark soon and my maid Jean has not yet returned with the information I need.I take a deep breath through my nose. I won't be lying in a fetal handle on my bed whimpering at the edge of insanity. I can't lie the motives I have for the evening party horrifies me. Yet I know if I don't range on I will loose everything. I can't blame myself for protecting my needs.I have always tried to always give people a chance. But so far Wilson has not impressed me one bit. Saying he and my step sister infuriates me is puttin
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Chapter: What it takesAVA'S POV"You found her. Is it done?" I ask looking at the guards I sent to search for my step sister expectantly. What else would they be doing here if they haven't found her. There is no doubt that she has been found but I need to know she is gone before I start questioning how Wilson found out I sent them."Yes we found her but.." One answers."Yes!?" I finally can put everything about my step sister behind me. I wait in anticipation for them to tell me they have gotten rid of her. "But we don't have her, yet." The other adds and my body convulses."What do you mean by you don't have her." I demand my face alight with fury. Anger soaks into the cracks of my happiness. "Did I not give you enough money to buy her back?" "It's Jonathan who bought the girl my lady?" The first guard explains."Who the hell is Jonathan? He doesn't like money?" I question seething as I wait for what they will say.They both look at each other as if not sure of the answer to my question."Someone fuckin
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Chapter: Secrets!ROWAN'S POVParties always feel like work to me more than entertainment. After a long fucked up day of arguing with my father yesterday I was ready to get away for a few days. I only agreed to come here because I needed a break from all the pressure, well aware that the upcoming days will be a rollercoster.The day is still young and seconds are passing like minutes and minutes seem to take years. I can't wait for this to end.I turn and spot Ava with her maid coming down the hallway. She is in a broze coloured ball gown with matching luxurious jewelry she ordered before we left for this pack yesterday morning.How her sledder body manages to carry around the heavy gown is beyond me."That corset dress must have costed prince Rowan a great sum of a fortune." Jason dramatically hisses shifting at Wilson's side to get a better look at Ava. "Was it really worth it?" "Only when you consider it has changed her shape and created curves that were not there before." Wilson snickers smiling s
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I Welcome Your Rejection: Angel Kings' Proud Mate
"Do not dare pretend you didn't pray hard to be our mate so you can live in wealth and luxury, human!" one of the mighty angel Kings snaps in disgust.
"I measure the quality of a man by his hardwork. Have you worked hard for this wealth, your majesty?" I boldly ask.
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The great Kingdom of Lordsland is ruled by the race of angels, while humans and werewolves are their subjects. The angels are considered the strongest and most flawless of beings, so you can imagine Rana's shock when she finds out she is the mate of to the majestic triplet angel kings themselves.
The angel kings had hoped that they would have a useful mate, like the graceful princess of the neighboring kingdom, especially now that the kingdom is facing the greatest crisis.
Attacks by Rogue dragons are becoming more and more frequent, their kingdom could use the help of another army. They are utterly disgusted when a human of no royal blood, Rana, turns out to be their mate. They demand that a special ritual be performed to transfer the mate bond to the woman they truly desire.
What they doesn't know is that despite Rana being a human, she hails from a special bloodline. She isn't just the bravest and kindest woman across all kingdoms, she also possess rare blood, the only thing that can control rogue dragons and wipe away every magical spell cast against their reign.
Everyone is surprised by Rana's careless reaction to their rejection. Any woman would have knelt and begged to be their cherished queen. But Rana believes that only a kind man with genuine love for her is worth her tears. She also knows that the Angel Kings are making a huge mistake by choosing the pretentious Princess over her.
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Chapter: A Piece Of The TruthAngel Tiras's PovWe watch from from one of the palace's high balconies as our future queen feeds a group of human beggars outside of our palace gates with breads she baked herself. Strangers halt to watch her and her servants with administration. She is succeeding in becoming a reputable queen even before our marriage. "She is even more virtuous than our dead mother. Her inner beauty is a treasure more precious than gold," Ronen says proudly.Adon doesn't look as impressed as he faces away. Surely her face cannot be as bad as he claimed it is. I am honestly skeptical of her behavior as it appears too good to be true. What other royals spend hours baking with their own hands just to feed beggars? She may be kind, but they s act was meant for our eyes. I must however keep my doubts to myself as I do not wish to make my brothers regard her with less admiration than they already do.I notice Lior walking towards the front entrance of the palace from the training grounds. It's strange t
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Chapter: The Princess's DemandAngel Ronan's PovPrincess Andria sits stiffly between me and Tiras and barely appears interested in the delicious foods in front of her. She has worn her makeup. But I can trace lines of what looks like scars underneath her layers of makeup. She wears it like a pretty mask, so thick that it is extremely hard even for our eyes to guess what her real face looks like.I hope she can keep it hidden forever, because that we can love her honestly and not just because of her gift. "You can relax. We loved you not just because of your beauty but your kindness and talent as well. You're still a thousand times more worthy of our love than our mate was," Tiras comforts and she lets out a deep sigh of relief. Her graceful smile returns to her face. "I am glad you're so wise, your majesties. I have always desired a mate who would love me for more than just my beauty. I promise to be the best queen if you marry me," she says in a humble tone."We sent your father the tribute. Of course we will m
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Chapter: Her True FaceAngel Tiras's PovAdon sits in front of a mirror as three servants straighten his long hair, adding oils that make it shiner as it falls on his shoulders. He has an obsession with beauty and it can be annoying at times. Especially when he gets a group of servants to style his hair and several more to prepare his herbal bath while their more vital tasks wait."Did you really have to change your hairstyle for the fourth time this week?" I question.I notice a smirk on his reflection as he gazes into the mirror. "It puzzles me how you of all people is yet to notice that beauty can be a key to garnering loyalty. You only believe in wisdom while Ronen trusts in his charm. But you both forget that none of those attributes are written on your foreheads. Strangers see faces first, so I have to look good for us all. I do not expect your thanks," he answers. I am not surprised by his lame defence. Beauty may dazzle strangers, but only those that know your character can grant you genuine loya
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Chapter: Waking Up AliveIra's PovDid I survive the beating? I think I can feel my heart beating which wouldn't happen if I were dead. I also can hear voices. "It's a weak creature, the wounds will definitely take time to heal," I hear an unfamiliar female voice say. "Why would you surrender your earnings to save an envious human anyway?" "She is not an ordinary human," the familiar voice of the assistant of the angel kings answers and the person scoffs.He is the only reason I am alive. He literally demanded to have his life taken in place of mine. Perhaps if I keep my eyes closed long enough, I might find out the dumb reason why he saved me. "You could have asked the angel kings for help in saving our pack from Vandor's slavery. They would have lend you half of their army as a reward for your loyalty and impeccable service. But you chose to save this thing instead," the female voice berates. I would be disappointed in his choices as well if I were in her. Who would have thought that the respected assi
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Chapter: Their MistakeIra's PovI lay down on the bed to finally get a rest from this unpleasant day only for the door to burst open again, with unnecessary force this time. A group of furious soldiers rush in and I sit up. "There it is! Drag it out!" the one on the lead orders while pointing a finger at me. What did I do? Say no to Princess Andria's demands? They were incredibly foolish. But I bet she didn't tell the angel kings the truth of what she had demanded."I can walk by myse-" I am cut off by a heavy punch from one of the soldiers that lands on left side of my face. "You envious sack of human meat! You thought you could try to kill our Princess and just lay here?" the soldier roars, reaching for my throat with his wolf claws that have emerged from the tips of his fingers."Don't kill her yet! The angel kings wants her beheaded at the City Square," their leader yells, stopping the enraged soldier from ripping my throat apart. I would rather die here than in front of a crowd. Sounds like whatev
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Chapter: Dirty SchemesAngel Tiras's PovPrincess Andria is a living miracle. It is a great luck that she is interested in marrying us without her own conditions. She could ask for half of our wealth and we would still find her worthy. Her exceptional gift will not just protect our kingdom against the rogue dragons, it also granta us power over them, such that we can turn them into our puppets, our own army, and people will marvel at our great might.We are the most powerful rulers in all lands. It puzzles me why the princess was not mated to us. Instead we got a disrespectful human. "You do not have to return to your father's kingdom. We shall send the tribute to your father tomorrow so that he knows we are marrying you," Ronen says."I wouldn't mind living a century in your palace. It's beyond opulent. My father won't mind either as long as he gets his tribute. I will write to him tonight to explain everything," she replies. Adon pulls her closer and kisses her smooth cheek. She gives him the most attra
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The Billionairess's possession
"Darling, this ends when you are entirely mine once more. I have a thousand ways of chasing you down. Some of which you won't enjoy." Her sultry, alpha voice makes Abel's body to stiffen.
"Fuck off!" Abel hisses in a firm voice.
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Vanessa Sterling, the beautiful billionaire owner of starlight styles, a fashion brand known to all elite circles, dumps her beautiful husband, Abel Blackwood, for his brother, Cyrus, who is fast becoming a renowned designer.
She cruelly tells Abel, "Face it, you're a nobody. Cyrus is a talented designer that can elevate my brand," before handing him divorce papers which he grudgingly signs in shame before disappearing.
Three years later, Abel Blackwood resurfaces as the most sought after male model.
With his breathtaking, chiseled features and muscular physique, he has become the muse of top designers. Every major fashion house is clamoring to book him for their runway shows.
Vanessa is stunned when she sees her ex-husband's beautiful face plastered across billboards and magazine covers. He is no longer the unknown man she once discarded. Many excellent women are chasing after him, including her friends and business rivals. But there isn't a woman on earth that can rival Vannesa's wits or determination
Abel Blackwood will become hers again . . . or else...
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Chapter: THE CRAZY EX-WIFE ABEL BLACKWOOD'S POV Once Ms Raven leaves, Vanessa turns to face me, cracking her knuckles. “You’re lucky I didn’t knock her ass out for bringing you here. You know that, don’t you?”"Seriously! Why are you being such a bitch Vanessa? You have no fucking right to decide who I can and cannot be with." "I'm trying to keep you safe Abel. There are people around you who want to hurt you, and you don’t even see it. So yeah, I have the fucking right to decide who you can and cannot be with. Every fucking right." "I don’t need your protection, I’m not your responsibility. And how can you claim you want to protect me after disgracing me in front of the whole world," I angrily respond. "You feel disgraced?" she raises her eyebrows. "I only acknowledged that we were once married and asked for your forgiveness.""Forgiveness? Is that what you call what you told the media?” I scoff. "Being known as your ex-husband is an awful disgrace," I say and her eyes flash with a mix of anger and hurt."O
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Chapter: THE CONFRONTATION ABEL BLACKWOOD'S POV "You need to go to the media and tell them what kind of a terrible wife she was to you. You should expose how she couldn't even be faithful to you, despite your devotion" Ms Raven urges as soon as we settle into our table at the vintage hotel. I booked a table for our meeting here since I figured that my usual restaurant will be a cheap place for Ms Raven to be and an unsuitable place for me when my face is plastered all over the internet. It only took a few hours for Vanessa's confession to be featured on countless gossip articles and with massive speculation."But that's not true," I tell. "Vanessa was good to me, faithful, even, until the last few months before our divorce."Ms. Raven scoffs. "What does it matter? She publicly humiliated you, making it sound like you were worthless and dependent on her. You should tell everyone she’s been harassing and stalking you.”I know she’s just angry about Vanessa revealing her secrets to her parents. What she doesn't
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Chapter: ONLY HER'S ABEL BLACKWOOD'S POV "Making obvious mistakes is so unlike you Miss sterling, I mean you're a business genius and world's richest woman. It's a shock to hear you dumped a diamond only to replace it with fake gold." Miss lane tells."That's true. None of us is devoid of mistakes apparently. But I believe in second chances, or at least in claiming them. I can assure you that my diamond will come back to me soon or later." Vanessa answers confidently.For some reason she sounds very certain that I will reconcile with her. But she is mistaken if she thinks I want to be treated like a doormat again."That's amazing to hear, because I literally cannot think of another man worthy of your precious attention. It's sad that you lost Abel Blackwood once, do you think getting him back now may be a little difficult since he has found a bit of success of his own?" Miss lane asks."If he knows what's good for him , I am certain he will come running." Vanessa states matter-of-factly. The audience la
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Chapter: HER CONFESSION ABEL'S POV Sasha is beautiful, not nearly as Vanessa, but she is pretty in a warm, inviting way that makes you feel at ease. Vanessa used to make my nerves go wild. A part of me liked that. I still do admire her wits, determination and sheer beauty. But she broke my heart in the worst way possible.“Want some more?” Sasha asks playfully after I finish my first mug. I shake my head as I have started to feel buzzed already. In the past few years I have discovered, my alcohol tolerance is virtually nonexistent. One drink is just about my limit.Just then, a group of her young female customers walk in, giggling and chatting excitedly. I take it as my cue to leave.“I should get going,” I say, and Sasha looks up, her brow furrowing slightly. “Not really in the mood to socialize more today.”She brightens a bit. “Would you mind stepping outside for a walk with me? I'm sure it’ll help with your moods.”I hesitate, glancing back at the giggling girls heading to the other side of the bar.“Do
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Chapter: TWO- FACED FRIENDS ABEL BLACKWOOD'S POV I turn on the flat-screen television so there's noise to provide some semblance of distraction from my heated thoughts. I still feel hurt by Wensley's earlier accusations but I do feel guilty for not coming clean sooner. But how can I explain the truth when he is so quick to judge?I know I will have to deal with him sooner or later so I might as well take a drive by his place now and explain everything. The truth might hurt him more though.Twenty minutes later I am arriving at his place. There is limited parking space so I pack one block down by the side of the street and walk over to his apartment, glad to see the lights on.I go up the steps like I am going to jokingly bang inside the house, but something inside stops me. We freely walk into each others places and even as I am about to grab the door knob and let myself in, I think this time it would be prudent to knock, since I'm not sure we are still in good terms. Looking through the door window as I am abo
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Chapter: THREATSABEL'S BLACKWOOD'S POV I have lost count of how many times I have attempted to talk myself out of calling Vanessa for help. I keep reminding myself Cyrus problem won't solve itself. The man wouldn't leave until I promised I'll will indeed quit my job. I only agreed to that to get him out of my apartment, but I can’t let him drag my name through the mud by going to the media about my marriage with Vanessa.With a deep breath, I dial Vanessa’s private number. Since she married Cyrus he is her problem as much as he is mine. She picks up almost immediately. This will be so fucking awkward.“Hey, Vanessa... it’s Abel.”"I know. Surprised to hear from you." Her tone is so warm and welcoming.“Yeah, it's definitely surprising. Cyrus was here. He was making demands.” I inform.“What? Why did you not call me right then?”"Maybe because he was holding a gun to my head. He wants me to quit my job or he’ll go public about our marriage," I answer.There’s a pause on other end. “And you think tha
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