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Grace The sudden kiss startles me. But I regain my senses quickly and bite his lips, hard. Ethan groans and pulls away. “ What the— ”My knee hits his crotch. Instantly, his hold loosens around me as he cups his treasure and bends down.Taking this chance, I grab my bag from the bed and hurry towards the door.“ You— ”“ Don’t take me lightly, Ethan Calder. ” I seethe, and pause in the doorway.His face turns red with pain. A little part of my heart still aches when I see him like this. But I tuck it away.I won’t fall for him again. Not in this life!With the back of my hand, I wipe my lips that taste like him. “ Don’t disgust me with your touch. You are filthy, Ethan. A terrible man. ”“ You—You will pay. ” He hisses through his teeth.Before he can straighten up again, I rush out of the hospital room. I know the kind of crazy Ethan Calder can be. The city is scared of the man who is the King of the Calder Empire. Being alone with him, after he has disregarded everything is dang
GraceHe presses the handkerchief harder into my lips, making me wince. I didn’t notice it before—Ethan seems to have bitten me just like I did to him.“ Let me guess, she did something to your brother. Now you want to get back at her. So do you want to hurt me too? Because you think it will hurt my family? ” A smile filled with pain plays on my lips.“ If I wanted to hurt you, you would be long gone, Grace. ” There is a certainity in Tristin’s voice that scares me. It’s like he can actually make me disappear.Only powerful men like Ethan who know their worth and their power talk like this. So arrogant and full of themselves. “ Who are you? ” I whisper, finally taking the handkerchief from him so I can tend to my wounds.“ That’s not what you should ask, Little Butterfly. ” Tristin drawls, leaning away coldly.I frown at the sudden nickname.“ Look at this. ” He takes out a brown envelope from his side and throws it in my lap.I cast him a skeptical look before opening the envelope.
GraceAfter an hour, the car comes to a stop in front of a tall tower. I stare at the envelope in my hand, completely unconcerned about Tristin’s unwavering gaze on me. “ I own the penthouse. You can stay as long as you want. ” He says, his voice deep and low.“ I still don’t understand it…What do you truly want? ” I whisper, keeping my gaze on the envelope.“ I told you. I want you to work for me. ” Tristin repeats.“ What would you achieve by having me work for you? I am inexperienced, and not much of a help in anything. ” I sigh, meeting his eyes and finding myself holding my breath.“ At age 17, you won the international contest for the best building design. Later, Ethan used your design and earned millions. Surprisingly, your sister took the credit for it in his company. ” He straightens his cuffs, taking his eyes off me. A noose tightens around my throat as I stare at him. Lily asked me to give her that winning design because she wanted to impress Ethan. As her sister, I didn
GraceDread washes over me in waves. Instinctively, my body goes limp in his arms while I try to wrap my mind around how he got in.“ You pretended to be all innocent and loyal to me all this time. Yet, you were sleeping with every man you could get your hands on, right?! ” His dangerous voice hisses. “ You…You are trespassing. ” I swallow and start struggling again. “ Security will be coming up anytime and— ”He laughs, cutting me off mockingly. “Security? What fucking security, Dear Wife? They are all gone. ”My blood cools in my veins as I process his taunt. I know this tone, this cruel streak of behavior. “ What—What did you do, Ethan? ”“ Did you think he could keep me from reaching you? ” Ethan’s arm tightens around my waist.I groan, pain erupting in my lower belly. The wounds are still raw. It hurts. But he doesn’t care. “ And why must you reach me?! Haven’t you taken enough? Do you have to hurt me more? ” My voice becomes moist as I struggle to keep the tears at bay.All I
GraceI blink my eyes open. A familiar white ceiling comes into view. Everything feels like a nightmare. I never left this bedroom. Lily never came back. I never met Tristin.And Ethan didn’t betray me. It was a nightmare and I am awake now.“ Madam. How are you feeling? ” The voice breaks my trance. My heart shatters too. I direct my gaze towards Serena who is standing on my side, staring down at me worriedly. “ Why am I here? ” I ask in a hoarse voice.“ Sir brought you back. You were bleeding and unconscious so he called a doctor and had her look after you. ” She informs me politely.I grit my jaw. So, Ethan had his way in the end. He kidnapped me without a care in the world.“ You are fine, Madam. It’s not unusual to bleed— ”“ Why? ” I murmur, moving my gaze to the ceiling again.“ I didn’t get your question, Madam? ”“ Why did you tell Ethan that I took morning-after pills? You know I never did that. ” I whisper. Silence meets me as an answer. I clench my fists, my body b
EthanWhat if…What if the child was mine? My body stiffens. I stand in front of the wall-sized window in my office, glaring at the gardener tending to the flowers. Those flowers, the red roses, are Grace’s favorite flowers. I hate the fragrance of roses. But for her, I didn’t mind filling my garden with them. Yet, she cheated on me. Betrayed me. Lied to me. But what if…The child is mine? My throat constricts. Grace’s cold stare flashes before my eyes. These days, she looks like a feral fox instead of the cute kitten from before.How dare she act like that after what she did to me? She has no shame, no sense of remorse for her actions. Then how can I believe for a moment that the tears she sheds and the way she says that the baby in her womb was mine are not lies too? The housekeeper did report that she took pills every morning religiously.But I don’t fucking understand why.She stole me from Lily. Got me involved with her. I was happy with her.Then why did she keep cheatin
Grace As expected, the door is opened again after an hour. It almost comes off its hinges due to the force behind the push.“ Grace Whitlock! ” Mom fumes, strolling inside.Like an angry bull, she makes a beeline for me and grabs my hair. I stand up calmly and let her drag me forth.“ What do you want from us? From your sister?! Why won’t you let us breathe in relief?! ” She shrieks in my face, her eyes spitting fire.“ What did I do this time, Mom? ” I whisper in a composed voice.“ You?! ” Her face turns red. “ You are asking me what you did wrong?! ”“ Honey, leave her. ” Dad is quick to come inside and grab her shoulders. “ Don’t stress over an abomination like her. Your health is worth more than her. ”“ Leave me, James. I am going to kill this girl today! ” Mom jerks free and grips my hair harder.“ Mom, you are hurting me. ” I wince.“ You are here to take your sister’s man again? How can you be my daughter? How is that possible?! ” She screams, shaking me by my hair.“ He is
Grace“ Get your hands off my wife! ” Ethan roars, gripping my arm again.I break out of the trance and step away from Tristin, to get almost pulled back to Ethan’s side. His grip is harsh, meant to hurt my arm and leave bruises. I try to break free, but he doesn’t let go.“ Mrs. Calder… ” One of the old policemen steps forth, his brows furrowed. “ did you call to report a kidnapping? Are you held here against your will? ”“ Kidnapped? ” Ethan huffs. “ She is my wife. ”“ If you are not keeping me by force, you won’t mind me leaving right? ” I shoot him a cold glance over my shoulder.His eyes drip with an animosity that is directed solely at me. I grit my jaw, holding his gaze.Hate me as much as you want. It still won’t be enough to match my hatred for you, Ethan.It feels like a stand-off between us. The people seem to disappear in the background as we glare each other down.I understand why I hate him. But why is he angry over a misunderstanding? He should be happy that I am gett
Tristin“ Why are you—mad at me now? ” She croaks, her wrists struggling beneath my tight grip.Realizing it, I release her and grab her hips instead. Her hands drop to my shoulders and shake slightly.“ Tristin… ”I swallow, not saying anything. How do I even begin to tell her that her ex-husband is sending me pictures of their naked bodies pressed together, threatening me with them, and making sure my hands remain tied?I…She put me in this position. But I can’t bring myself to tell her the truth or get her involved. Lost in my thoughts, I almost miss it when a knock sounds on the door. But she does.“ Tristin, someone is here. Hurry up, get off me. ” Grace squeals.My lips twitch as I push myself up, and look down at her, spread on my desk, my cum dripping down her hole, and my cock still inside her. The sight is enough to get me hard again.The door behind me opens. She sits up and hides her face in my chest. The anger inside me melts as I realize she still seeks me for protecti
TristinShe has no idea what’s going through my head. The more I take from her, the more I need. It’s an endless need, an itch that can never get scratched completely. And when she looks at me with those wide, innocent eyes, as if she is not the reason I am being dragged through hell, my control snaps again.I focus on her body trembling beneath me, on her breath hitching as I shove inside her without warning, on the way her slick pussy clenches around me in desperate protest.I do not give her time to adjust. I do not give her time to breathe.A strangled moan escapes her throat as I grip her thighs, spreading her wide on my desk, leaving her no room to escape. Her nails scratch against the desk, trying to find some spot to hold, trying to ground herself as I slam into her over and over again. Her back arches, but I do not slow down. I cannot.She has finally done this. She made me like this.My jaw tightens, my fingers digging into her inner thighs. Her body shudders beneath my p
GraceMy scream fades into breathy gasps, my body arching against the desk as he grips my hips, pulling me closer to his body. The heat between us is unbearable—my skin flushed and damp, my trembling body molding perfectly to his hard one.“ God, you feel…so damn good… ” Tristin growls, his voice rough, barely human. I only get a moment to breathe. And then, he is moving at an animalistic pace. The office air becomes thick with the sound of our bodies colliding, of my soft moans blending with his harsh breathing.I don’t know what’s wrong with him. I don’t know why he is gripping my hips hard enough to bruise, or why he is thrusting inside me like he wants to lodge himself deep in there. But I know…this feels so good. My hands claw at the desk, my nails scraping the smooth surface as I try to brace herself. But it’s not enough. My body slides up on the desk with each thrust, sending tremors down my back. “ Tristin—” I gasp, my voice breaking on his name. “ Slower…please…”He hear
Tristin“ You said you didn’t want to climb the ladder this way before… ” I blurt before I can stop myself.My help? She needs my help… The anger turns into something else—something like a stroke of deep-rooted satisfaction. It makes me shift in my seat again, my cock straining against my pants now. It’s too hard to hold back.“ I…don’t want to climb the ladder or anything like that. I am not asking you to favor us unconditionally. If you think our designs are up to your requirements, we just need you to consider us. That’s all the help we need. If you give us this chance, we will— ” “ Is it I or we? ” I rise from my seat and round the table.She leans back, her mouth parting and a breath leaving it. “ what? ”“ Who am I helping? ” I place my hand on the desk and lean down, my body tingling with the need to have her again.She has come to me for help. For the first time since she started that company. She doesn’t realize how important it is for her to say it’s her who needs me. I c
TristinMy gaze lands on her long legs, clad in a black pencil skirt. Then, lift to a white silk blouse that hugs her figure, highlighting her boobs that have grown bigger after giving birth to our son.“ Tristin… ” She calls my name, a little too squeaky.My gaze snaps up to meet her innocent black eyes, and I freeze. If I just look into her eyes…I will forget about the pictures, about the sting in my bones, and the anger in my blood.But the moment I focus on her nervous smile, her soft lips…I am pulled back into the spiral of memories. The marks on her body, the face in the pictures, the scent on her…It’s all too much.“ What are you doing here? ” I inquire, my voice louder and harsher than I intended.Her smile drops. She flinches and pauses, unsure of what she should do.I notice the way her shoulders drop, her hands shake, her mouth opens and closes as if she is trying to find the right thing to say…The sense of self-loathing rises inside me. I want to punch myself in the face
TristinI stare at the pictures lying on my desk as Luca continues. “ He is doing this to rile you up. He wants to drive a wedge between you and Mrs. Roberto. ”I tilt my head and try to take my eyes off them, but I can’t. It’s one thing to know the truth but it’s another to appease a man’s ego with it.I know Grace has done nothing wrong. Yet, the man in me feels wounded every time I am forced to see her in another man’s arms in some fucked up pictures.I pick up the first picture and stare at her peacefully sleeping face. The blanket is pulled down to her bare upper chest, and his arm is snaked around it. He is hugging her from behind, holding her as close as he can.I let it drop from my fingers and glance at the other one. He didn’t forget to have someone click a picture of them having lunch—Alone.Curling my hands in a fist, I take my eyes off the similar pictures and look out the window. The clouds are rumbling. It’s about to rain.“ Boss, you shouldn’t— ”“ He is not trying to
GraceSeb’s breath grows steady, his body soft and warm against mine as he drifts off to sleep. I hold him close a moment longer, feeling the rise and fall of his tiny chest. A fragile sense of peace settles over us.I rise from the couch slowly, careful not to wake him, and tuck him into bed. His small fist curls into the soft blanket as I smooth it over him. Just as I turn around, my breath catches in my throat.Tristin is leaning against the doorway, one shoulder pressed to the frame, his arms crossed. His eyes find mine with a quiet intensity that sends heat rushing to my cheeks.“ You are back… ” He says, his voice low and husky. I swallow hard and nod. “ I am back. ”The silence between us stretches. My heartbeat quickens, and memories swirl inside my head—his rough hands on my skin, his harsh mouth claiming me, the weight of his body. The air thickens with everything unspoken.Tristin’s gaze flickers, a subtle shift of emotion I can’t name. “ I thought you would stay and see y
Grace“ Mommy, I missed you! ” My son snuggles into my neck.He has been clinging to me since I came back unannounced. Now, I know my baby has one more similarity with his Daddy. He only pretends to be fine when I am away. It makes me reflect back on all the times when I was not there for Seb. Sighing, I kiss the side of his head and pull him in my lap.“ I missed you too, Baby. ” He grins, his cute two front teeth showing, before he wraps his small arms around my neck and hangs there. My heart melts. No matter what I am going through in life…Having my son cling to me can make it all better.“ Did you listen to Grandma? ” I ask, stroking his hair.“ Yes. I did. ” He nods, leaving my neck and sliding down my lap to settle on the couch beside me.I notice the sudden change and look down at his face to see him staring at his hands. An invisible, cold hand grips my heart.“ What’s wrong, Seb? ” I stroke his hair, fixing a few strands that have fallen on his forehead.“ You said…you wi
Grace“ I just saw the way he looked at her when I went to meet him. Doesn’t take a genius to guess what’s going on. I thought I should let you know… as a gesture of…goodwill. ” Ethan’s voice lightens, a playful lilt to it. The audacity he has…It will never fail to baffle me.I turn to face him. “ Tristin is not you, Ethan. Send a million beautiful women his way, and he won’t look at any of them the way you are trying to make me think he does. But you? ”I shift my weight from one leg to another as he watches me with all his attention. He lifts his brows, silently urging me to continue.“ You lose your mind over every woman who says ‘I love you’ to you because you…you are not a man, Ethan. You are an insecure little boy who wants to feel loved. But the truth? You are…so disgusting that no woman can actually love you after knowing the real you ” I snicker, noticing the look in his eyes.Judging from the way his jaw clenches and his hand turns into tight fists…I have hit the mark.“