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AdrienRealizing Rosalie couldn't refuse my terms except she intended to go to court, I needed to persuade her to relocate to Aldovia for the sake of our family. It seemed impractical to keep flying and harming the environment just to see my kids, and I was confident they wouldn't appreciate it either. Exiting the shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist and another around my neck upon hearing my phone ring in the bedroom. Rushing to answer, I was pleasantly surprised to see Rosalie's call, glad she remembered my number after all these years."Rosalie? What a surprise." I remarked."Believe me, I truly wish I've forgotten your number." She responded in a frigid voice. "The kids want you to tell them a story. I offered to read them one but they said that they want you to tell them one.""I don't have any stories to tell.""You don't have to tell me." She stated flatly. "Kids...""Wait!" I called out, unwilling to disappoint my children. "I'll tell them a story, but I would like to se
Rosalie "So, what's up with you and Adrien?" Kevin asked me. "How did the meeting go?" "I had to let them know." I sighed. "I couldn't keep it a secret." "I told you." Kev said. "How did they take it?" "Very well, they were very happy to meet him. They showed him their bedrooms and made him watch an animated film with them. We had dinner and then he requested visitation rights." I rolled my eyes. "That's hilarious. I thought he'd take you to court." Kevin stated. "Well, he almost threatened to do just that if I refused to let him see the kids anytime he wanted." I rubbed my temple. "He was so... infuriating." "Did something else happen?" He inquired. "He kissed me! Can you imagine that?" I exclaimed. "He totally took me by surprise. One time I was yelling at him and next thing I knew, his mouth was stuck to mine." Kevin burst out laughing. "This is not a laughing matter, Kevin Lockhart!" I snapped. "It is so funny." Kevin protested. "Tell me you kissed him back." "It was
Adrien "Tracking the culprit behind the embezzlement has proven challenging, Sir," The CFO reported. "The perpetrator made sure not to leave any traces." "In other words, a ghost siphoned money from the company, cannot be traced and there's no way to find out which recipient accounts all of that money was transferred to?" I clarified. "Yes, sir." "Of what use are you, then?!" I bellowed. "It's your job and that of the audit team to find out who is behind this. I give you two months, Wallace. Two months or your position will be given to someone else, do you understand me?" "Yes, sir. I'll do my best," Wallace stammered. "Good." I said and hung up. As if to add my growing frustration, my phone screen lit up with a call from Brandon and I let out a hiss as I answered the call. "What do you want, Brandon?" "Woah, did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed or what?" Brandon teased. "I'm hanging up." "Wait! I just called to ask about the money. I'm yet to see your people." He sai
Rosalie Adrien's recent transformation is unsettling and unwelcome to me. Despite his efforts to change and atone for past actions, it's hard to overlook that just five years ago, he openly expressed his hatred towards me, even labeling me as pathetic, especially during my attempts to save our marriage fueled by love for him. His return seems driven by the belief that a couple of smiles and kind words could magically undo the damage he inflicted. Yet, I've realized that the sole person capable of repairing the harm is myself. Through self-love and dedication to my children, I've accomplished that healing. There's no room for him in my life anymore. Anticipating that shopping at the mall might spark unwarranted speculation about a rekindling of our past marriage, given that not everyone has forgotten our history, I proposed an alternative shopping destination. I wanted to avoid the likelihood of people jumping to the unpleasant assumption that we were getting back together, and I
AdrienMy brows furrowed in confusion as I stared at Rosalie. I believed we were having a moment - a meaningful moment where I hoped she could see how sincere I was but I was wrong. Her reaction to my words wasn't what I expected at all."What's wrong?" I inquired. "Did I say something wrong?""You don't know?" She scoffed in disbelief. "Whatever, I don't care. Just get out.""No, I'm not leaving until you tell me what I did or said wrong." I protested. "I thought we were having a moment.""No, you are the only one who thought that." She stated. "I can't believe you think thanking me for being the mother of your children will make me happy. Did you forget what you said to me six years ago?!""Six years ago?" Her question perplexed me. "I said so many things. Enlighten me, please.""On this day, six years ago, after we returned home from having dinner with your father, you were very upset by what he said and you didn't even let us get into the house before you accused me of planting th
Adrien "What?" The shock halted my movement abruptly. "She's not been picking her calls for over two days now, so I went to her apartment to check on her, but she wasn't there. I asked the doorman if he'd seen her recently, and he told me that she's not been home for two days," He explained. "Did you alert the police about her disappearance?" I questioned. "Yes, sir. I told them everything I know about her and they promised to get back to me." "Have you heard any news about her ex lately?" "No, sir." Norman said. "You think he's behind her disappearance?" "Yes, I have no doubt about it." I answered. "Have you informed her parents as well?" "Yes, sir." I ran my fingers through my hair. I couldn't leave for Aldovia as I had already made plans with my kids for Saturday. Their career day was tomorrow and they'd be crushed if I missed it. "I can't leave right now, Norman." I told him. "I'll let my father know and I'll keep you posted on whatever he says." Concluding my call wit
Rosalie I shouldn't permit this, yet I find myself unable to resist, nor do I have the desire to refrain. It has been five years since I experienced the touch of this man, so I am seizing this chance to satisfy that longing. My core pulsated with searing bolts of white-hot heat as he pinched and stroked, first one nipple and then the other, repeating the action while plundering my mouth until the tension in my body was nearly making me insane. Adrien ripped his mouth from mine, his breath coming in heavy pants. I was just as breathless and I let my head fall back, giving him access to the sensitive skin at my neck as he explored it with his tongue, his whiskered jaw rubbing against my cheek. "I want you." He rasped in my ear. "Let me have you again, Rosalie." I lifted my head to meet his hungry gaze, responding to his statement by removing my shirt and bra. Without uttering a word, I walked into my bedroom. As I removed my jeans and panties, the door closed with a click, and I qui
Adrien "This was a moment of weakness, Adrien. This means nothing." They say that revenge is a dish best served cold and that is exactly what Rosalie did to me after the amazing sex we had in her bedroom. She threw me out of her room and her house without caring about my feelings. My hope of being forgiven and accepted was dashed and I was left with an empty feeling inside of me. "Was this how she felt all those years ago?" I wondered. "Used and heartbroken?" As the hot water worked its magic on my muscles, I ran my hands over my face, feeling the tension release. "You were more than a jerk, Adrien Vasanten, you were a complete monster. You truly deserve this and more." After turning off the water, I wrapped a towel around my waist, opened the door, stepped out of the stall, and grabbed another towel to dry my hair. Once finished, I tossed it into the hamper. Frowning at my reflection, I took my toothbrush, applied a small amount of toothpaste, and aggressively brushed my teeth, h