I wanted to strangle him. "God, you're insufferable," I muttered under my breath, but of course, he heard me.Cole’s smirk only widened as he stretched out on the hospital bed, looking far too comfortable. “Wifey, come here, give me a hug. I’m in pain. Show some love.”My eyes narrowed. “Sienna, I k
Nicola TaylorI huffed in frustration, closing my laptop for what felt like the hundredth time today.What now?Cole had been calling me every five minutes since we got home from the hospital. He has been acting... different. He wasn't the same Cole I married, and it was driving me insane.I walked
Nicola Taylor “Oh god… wait-” I tried to speak, but the words caught in my throat as pleasure rippled through me. His hands tightened on my hips, guiding me, forcing me to ride him as my body trembled with each delicious rub of his cock against my painfully erect clit. The sensation was overwhelmin
Nicola TaylorThe late afternoon sunlight streamed through the large living room windows, as I quietly sat in the corner of the living room, enjoying my tea and a book. Arabella’s delighted laughter echoed around the house as Cole held her above his head, pretending she was Superman. Her tiny arms w
I closed my eyes, feeling oddly at peace in his arms. “Yeah, well, someone has to keep you in check. I’m glad she has my back,” I giggled lightly, smiling when I felt him chuckle.“So, does everyone in my family prefer you over me?” he asked, raising an eyebrow, though there was a playful glint in h
Nicola TaylorAs I came back from my class, I heard Arabella’s high-pitched voice and Cole’s deeper, exasperated one coming from the kitchen.“But Batman is the best, Daddy!” Arabella insisted, her tiny fists planted firmly on her hips.Cole looked down at her, his brows furrowed. “I’m just saying,
Nicola TaylorCole looked bewildered, his hand hovering uncertainly over her shoulder. “Woah, why are you crying?” he asked, genuinely puzzled.“Because—” She sniffled, wiping at her eyes. “It’s just… I can’t believe something could have happened to you, and I would never have seen you again or hear
Nicola TaylorI stared at the nothingness, feeling hollow inside. The house was eerily quiet, the kind of silence that seeps into your bones and amplifies every thought, every doubt, until it’s all you can hear. I blinked, trying to clear the haze from my mind, but it was no use. My thoughts swirled
Nicola Taylor I sat in the car, gripping the steering wheel tightly, staring at the entrance of Cole’s office building. I felt utterly defeated. Six years ago, my life had crumbled in his absence. And now, here I was again, stuck in an endless loop, except this time, I wasn’t competing with the
Cole Harrington I watched Nicola walk off, her retreating figure stirring something uneasy in my chest. The weight of the day’s events pressed down on me like a storm cloud refusing to dissipate. I felt suffocated, torn between what was happening and what I was inadvertently doing to the woman I c
Nicola Taylor The weight of her words hit like a tidal wave. I felt my chest tighten as I realized what she’d sacrificed, and I could see the shift in Cole’s expression. The anger in his eyes dimmed, replaced by something closer to heartbreak. “And you just… agreed to that?” he asked, his voice b
“Because I knew you wouldn’t let me go,” she said simply. “You would’ve fought him, and he would’ve come after you too. After Arabella. I couldn’t risk it. I couldn’t let him hurt you the way he wanted to hurt me.” The three of us stood in silence, the weight of Courtney’s confession hanging heavy
Nicola Taylor Arabella went back inside, her small figure disappearing into the house with a frustrated sigh. The heavy front door creaked as it closed, leaving just the three of us standing in the cool morning air. Silence settled over the driveway, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves i
Nicola Taylor The night was a restless blur. Aaron’s small, trembling body pressed against mine as he cried himself to sleep, his tears soaking through my shirt. I stayed with him, stroking his hair and whispering soft reassurances until his breathing evened out. Even then, I couldn’t bring myself
Nicola Taylor As I sat on Emma’s worn but cozy couch, “I think I should head home now,” I said, breaking the comfortable silence between us. “I miss my kids, and I can’t keep running away. If I stay away much longer, Cole might do something drastic to track me down.” The thought made my stomach ch
Cole Harrington “Where is she?” my mom screamed, her voice cutting through the thick tension in the room as her glare landed on Courtney. Courtney shrank back, but she didn’t respond, her face pale and drawn. My mother had never been a fan of Courtney—not openly hostile, but certainly not warm. S
Nicola Taylor Her apartment was modest but surprisingly clean. A small living room with a sagging couch and mismatched furniture opened into a kitchenette. A door to the left likely led to her bedroom, and there was a pile of laundry in one corner. The faint smell of lavender hung in the air, mixi