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Chapter 48, The Playboy Attitude.
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My fingers hovered over the keyboard, the report blurring into a meaningless jumble of words. I’d read the same sentence five times, and still, nothing registered. All I could see was Rami. His smile, the way his head tilted slightly, the easy, almost… intimate, tone he used with the receptionist. It wasn’t just a casual hello. It was something else. A warmth, a spark, that made my stomach clench.I’d tried to tell myself I was imagining things. That I was just tired, stressed. But the image was burned into my retinas. I’d even scrolled through those ridiculous "Is Your Husband Cheating?" videos during a desperate bathroom break. "Look for changes in behavior," one chirped, a perky blonde flashing a knowing smile. "Sudden interest in grooming," another added, showing a montage of men applying cologne. "Or… suspicious interactions with other women."Suspicious interactions. That was it. That was exactly what I’d seen.The videos, as useless as they were, planted a seed. A terrible, inv
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The clock ticked like a heartbeat, each second stretching into an eternity. I paced the living room, I had calmed down thanks to Tala but I was still bothered by what happened and I needed to talk to Rami about it. Rami was late, again. Not that it was unusual, but tonight, it felt like a deliberate delay, a cruel twist of events. I needed to talk to him, I needed to unravel the knot of unease twisting in my gut.Finally, he stepped in, a gust of cool night air following him. "Hey," he said, the word casual, almost dismissive. He didn't seem to notice the tension in the air or my grumpy mood.We had dinner in silence . The clinking of cutlery against plates was the only sound, in contrast to the storm brewing inside me. I picked at my food, I couldn't taste any flavor, my appetite had vanished and I watched him, his face was illuminated by the soft glow of the dining room lamp, I was trying to decipher his thoughts, to find a hint of what I’d seen this morning.He finally looked up,
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The door slammed, the sound echoing the deafening silence that followed. He was gone. Just like that.he just walked out, leaving the sting on my cheek as a brutal reminder. I stood there, frozen, the air thick with disbelief. My hand instinctively went to the burning mark, a red blossom blooming on my skin.I moved towards the bathroom. The bathroom light was unforgivingly illuminating the full extent of the damage. My reflection stared back, I couldn't even recognize myself, I saw a stranger with a bruised cheek and wide unseeing eyes. He’d hit me. He’d actually hit me, how did things escalate this far?All I could remember was asking him to come upstairs because I wanted to talk to him, I told him that his attitude had bothered me, but he wasn't listening, or he just didn't care, my feelings were hurt and I called him things and he called me things, I remember how we were yelling at each other, the he suddenly... he slapped me!I turned on the cold water a sharp contrast to the he
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When I woke up this morning I felt the morning light sharp and unwelcoming against my skin.I stared at my reflection in the mirror, it was like seeing a stranger with tight lips and shadowed eyes, I had dark circles, my hair was a mess, My eyes were still a bit red, and the mark on my cheek was still visible, I washed my face and applied some foundation and make up to cover it up.Another day is another battle. I didn't even bother asking the maids about Rami. Where he’d stormed off to after our… whatever that ugly scene last night was. Honestly, I couldn't care less, he didn't care to check on me and he didn't apologize for hitting me so why would I care about him.I had no appetite for breakfast I just had coffee. Black, bitter, and strong enough to jumpstart a dead engine. That was all I could stomach. After Tala handed me my coffee I snatched my bag and practically threw myself out the door.I got in the car, a sleek, dark beast, swallowed me whole, a temporary sanctuary. I gripp
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