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DchenemiHey. Allow me to apologize in advance. I had thought I would be able to round up this month but there's so much going on so uploading all of those chapters at once as initially promises might not be possible. Still, I promise a steady update(Though not as many as I intended) Sorry and thank you for reading!
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The Forgotten Marriage Chapter 179
I sat at my desk, absently clicking my pen against the stack of papers I should have been reviewing, my mind still caught in a loop of last night's events. The memory of Isabella's face – so eerily similar to my mother's – kept floating to the surface of my thoughts, making it impossible to focus on anything else.A soft knock on my door startled me from my reverie. Before I could respond, it swung open, and there he was – Alexander Guerrero, my brother, looking perfectly at ease in his usual black leather jacket and black jeans. Always acting like he was allergic to color. His presence in my office was as unexpected as a summer storm in winter."Surprise," he said, his lips curving into that familiar half-smile that always made him look like he knew something you didn't.I straightened in my chair, my pen falling forgotten to the desk. "Alexander? What are you... how long have you been in the country?" I asked with a narrowed gaze. I had sent the man a message last night, I didn't
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I gathered my things, taking a moment to straighten the papers on my desk and slip my phone into my bag – a recent gift from Roman that still made me smile whenever I looked at it. To think we've both reached the point where he can openly give me gifts like these.And now there's a risk that I might lose everything because something tells me my mother's family won't be this gentle for long. The weight of my earlier conversation with Alexander lingered in the air, but I pushed it aside, determined to maintain some semblance of normalcy in my increasingly complicated life.Pausing at my secretary's desk on my way out, I adjusted the strap of my bag on my shoulder. "Hey,” I called out softly, “ I'll be having lunch outside today. Call me if anything urgent comes up." I made sure to keep my voice steady, not wanting to betray any of the turmoil churning beneath my calm mask.Sarah looked up from her computer screen, her efficient manner as present as always. Her fingers paused over her
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The bell chimed softly as I pushed open the diner's door, and the familiar scent of coffee and grilled food wrapped around me like a warm embrace. My heels clicked against the checkered floor as I made my way inside, my eyes immediately finding Vincent in the booth by the window. The afternoon sun streaming through the glass caught his profile, highlighting the gentle curve of his smile as he spotted me.But he wasn't alone.The woman sitting beside him made my stomach twist uncomfortably. She was probably in her mid-thirties, dressed in a crisp black blazer that screamed corporate efficiency, her dark hair pulled back in a severe bun that seemed to pull her features just a bit too tight. As I approached, her eyes met mine, and despite her polite smile, there was something cold there, something that made me want to take a step back.Vincent stood up immediately, his entire face lighting up in that way that always made me feel stupidly special, like I was the best part of his day. "Ame
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The lunch with Vincent felt like navigating through a thick fog of my own thoughts. My mind kept drifting back to Maria – her fearful glances, the way her hands trembled, the undercurrent of tension that seemed to vibrate between her and Vincent. The diner around us became a blur of muted sounds and half-noticed details.Like the soft clink of our movements, the hiss of the espresso machine, the low murmur of conversations blending into an indistinct background noise.Maybe it was the Guerrero family that was beginning to turn me into a paranoid fool. Because why the fuck would I be suspicious of Vincent? I definitely saw wrong…why would Maria be afraid of him? Vincent's voice cut through my scattered thoughts, his fork pausing midway to his mouth. The crisp shirt he wore caught the afternoon light, casting soft shadows across the table. His eyes, usually warm and understanding, now studied me with a mix of concern and curiosity that made me feel simultaneously exposed and frustrate
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ROMANThe warmth of Amelia's body against mine lingered like a ghostly imprint even after she'd fallen asleep. Her breathing had softened into that delicate rhythm that meant complete surrender to exhaustion – something that didn't happen often for her these days. Her face, usually tense with unspoken worries, had smoothed out, revealing a vulnerability that made my chest tighten with complex emotions that still baffled me.The intensity of what I felt for her sometimes had me floored. I never imagined I could feel this strongly for anyone, I never imagined I could love this fiercely. Not even Bertha… Nor the women before her came close to Amelia. Which was why I was desperate to keep her by my side. Happy, satisfied. Yet, so many things have been coming up and in all honesty, I'd never felt so incompetent in my entire life. I moved carefully, each movement calculated to not disturb her. The moonlight cascading through our bedroom windows caught the subtle curve of her belly, a s
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ROMANThe first rays of morning light crept through our bedroom curtains, casting a soft golden glow across the bed. Amelia was still nestled against me, her breathing steady and peaceful. I found myself watching her, memorizing every detail – the way her dark lashes rested against her cheeks, the gentle rise and fall of her chest, the subtle curve of her lips.My hand instinctively moved to her belly, holding her closer to my chest as I breathed in her scent. Her skin was soft, warm and smelled of vanilla, I couldn't get enough of it. She stirred, her eyes fluttering open. That moment – when sleep still clouded her gaze, when she was most vulnerable – was my favorite. No walls. No masks. Just Amelia."Morning," she mumbled, her voice soft and gravelly with sleep.I pulled her closer, burying my face in her hair. "Morning, love."She stretched, her body pressing against mine as her fingers trailed down to my abdomen in a sensual motion that had me holding my breath, and I couldn't he
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GREECE When I came to, the first thing I noticed was the softness beneath me. It wasn't the rough beach towel or the stiff club chair I'd last remembered. This was different - plush, luxurious, with sheets that felt like something my mother would put up in her room. My head throbbed, a persistent reminder of the previous night's events, each pulse sending sharp pain through my temples. Memories crashed into me like waves - Michael forcing the drink down my throat, the red-haired woman who saved me, the dizzy walk down the hallway, and then... Colson. The gun. The body. Blood spattering, warm and wet against my face. Oh God. The reality of my situation sank in as I realized in had witnessed something I shouldn't have. Even worse from someone I shouldn't have seen. The man I saw last night. That cold, empty look in his eyes, he was nothing like the man who offered to have lunch with me at that mall, the man who grinned over every little joke his daughters told and exuded extreme wa
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GREECE"I'm not going anywhere with you," I declared, surprising myself with the firmness in my voice. The IV still connected to my arm felt like a chain, a reminder of my vulnerability, but I refused to back down. I left the country just so I could be far away from my mother's scrutiny and her constant need to control everything and everyone around her, me especially. I came to Mexico just so I could get a breather from always having my life dictated and stranger or not, I'd be damned if I let anyone else try to control me after everything I've been through. Colson's eyes narrowed. "I'm not asking," he said simply, those words carrying more weight than an entire lecture.He crossed his arms over his chest, muscles that still surprised me, bulging from his shirt as gazed down in challenge, refusing to back down. The room felt charged with tension. I could feel my heart racing, a mixture of anger and something else - something I couldn't quite define.Something I needed to ignore so
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SIX MONTHS LATERThe annual Wellington Anniversary gala was in full swing, and we'd decided to host it in our home rather than the hotel it was in late year. The ballroom of our estate glittering with lights that illuminated the beauty of the hall’s interior, reflecting against the marble floors, making it seem like the guests were walking on air. From my position near the large staircase, I could see the entire room, business associates, family members, friends all mingling in their finest attire.Jessica looked radiant in a deep green gown and she stood with Alexander near the champagne fountain, their six-month-old son making a fuss in her arms. My godson is a fast bloomer, that boy would walk the ends of the earth if his parents let him out of their sights. Probably why Jess was holding on to him like he was a lifeline. I couldn't help the light laugh that left me as I watched her and Alexander try to force the baby on Trenton. Greece, looking stunning in silver, was deep
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I woke to unfamiliar shadows dancing across an unfamiliar ceiling. For a moment, panic seized me as I forgot where I was. Until it came rushing back and I found myself sinking deeper into the mattressRoman's bed was sinfully comfortable, the sheets soft against my skin. I stretched, my muscles protesting after yesterday's tension. Weak morning light seeped in through the slightly cracked curtains, suggesting it was still early. The storm had passed and all that was left was the scent of rain and forest, wet soil. A scent I never imagined would bring me such comfort, but it did. I slipped out of bed, my bare feet silent on the wooden floor. I still had Roman’s T-shirt on, adequate enough for modesty but still making me feel strangely vulnerable. I ran my fingers through my hair, attempting to tame it into something presentable, then padded quietly down the hallway.The living room was empty, no sign of Roman or the wolves. A folded blanket and pillow on the couch were the only evid
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Roman chuckled, the rich sound sending heated shivers down my abdomen. His eyes crinkled at the corners, making him look more like the man I remembered. "So did you," he replied, nodding toward my pixie cut.I reached up self-consciously to touch the ends of my damp hair. "Maybe it should be called the divorce look," I said, attempting humor to break the tension."I prefer the term 'cut-off look,'" he countered, and we both laughed, the sound surprisingly easy between us.His expression softened, the rigid control slipping just a fraction. "I missed that," he said quietly. "Your humor. I'm still having a hard time believing you're actually here.""That makes two of us," I admitted, wrapping my hands around the warm mug of hot chocolate he'd made. It was sweet but not too sweet, exactly how I liked it. He'd remembered.One of the wolves approached cautiously, its golden eyes fixed on me. I tensed immediately, my body instinctively preparing for a threat."It's okay," Roman said, notici
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AMELIAMy mouth opened, but no sound came out. Words, which had never failed me before, suddenly evaporated from my mind like morning dew under a harsh sun. I stood there, gun still stupidly hanging from my fingers, staring at the stranger-not-stranger before me.Roman Wellington. But not my Roman Wellington. This man was harder, sharper around the edges. The softness I remembered in his face was gone, replaced by angular planes and a jaw that could cut glass. The blonde hair threw me completely, so different from the midnight black I used to run my fingers through.I knew he was a blonde, heck, I tried to convince him a few times to stop dyeing his hair. I watched as the initial shock in his eyes faded, replaced by something cold and distant. The walls went up so fast I could almost hear them slamming into place."Amelia," he said again, this time not a question but a statement. Flat. Emotionless. "What are you doing here?"My throat felt like sandpaper. I swallowed hard, trying to
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"I can make some inquiries," Nikolai replied, his voice careful, measured. "Roman Wellington is not an easy man to find if he doesn't want to be found."I gripped the phone tighter, my knuckles turning white. "But you can do it, right? You have connections I don't."There was a pause on the other end of the line, then a soft sigh. "For you, Amelia, I will try. Give me a few hours to contact my people in North America and Europe. If he's left any trace, we'll find it.""Thank you," I whispered, relief washing over me like a wave. "I owe you for this.""Let's not keep score between friends," Nikolai said, a hint of amusement in his voice. "I'll call you when I have something."The call ended, and I sat motionless on my bed, staring at the wall. The enormity of what I was doing, searching for the man I'd walked away from two years ago, hit me. My hands trembled as I set the phone down, and I pressed them against my thighs to steady them.A soft knock on my door pulled me from my thoughts
The Forgotten Marriage Chapter 246
The drive back to the manor was silent. Oppressively silent. The kind of silence that rings in your ears and makes your skin feel too tight. Jessica kept shooting worried glances my way, her hands gripping the steering wheel so hard her knuckles were white. I couldn't bring myself to care. My mind was spinning with Greece's words, playing them over and over like a broken record."I haven't seen Roman in almost two years. No one has. He's gone."Greece had explained everything in that café, how Roman had methodically dismantled his life after I left. How he'd slowly withdrawn from social circles, buried himself in work, and then one day just... vanished. Left Wellington Corp in Colson's hands with an iron-clad contract and detailed instructions. Left his manor empty, his cars collecting dust in the garage. He'd even left his personal phone behind, with just a short note telling Greece not to worry, that he needed to "find himself" whatever the fuck that meant.I stared out the window,
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Hi, hope you're doing good and the year has been going well for you? You must've noticed the lack of updates and I sincerely apologize for it. After my grandma's passing, things haven't been the same and I'm sad to admit that I went down a spiral and I had to take a step back for my mental health and to give you a proper ending. And I'm hoping my new book will also be ready by the time The Forgotten Marriage is done. There are five chapters left to go and maybe one bonus chapter. I can't say I'm totally fine but I'm getting there and I'm grateful to everyone who reached out and left comments as well. I really appreciate it, and I'll see you at the end. Love, Dchenemi.
The Forgotten Marriage Chapter 245
AMELIAI felt like I'd been punched in the gut, all the air leaving my lungs in one desperate rush. Greece Wellington's presence was like a ghost from my past life, one I'd tried desperately to forget. My fingers tightened around the shopping bags, knuckles turning white as I struggled to maintain my composure."Jessica," I managed again, my voice lower and more upset when I didn't get an answer the first time. Jessica's eyes pleaded with me, her hand coming to rest on my forearm. "Please don't be mad," she whispered urgently, bringing her full hands up to her chest in a pleading motion."She's been trying to reach you for days. I couldn't just ignore her,” Jessica explained, her voice just as low as mine as her eyes darted between Greece and me pleadingly. “ Just hear her out, Amy…this might be good for you too, you know?”I let out a shaky breath and held back my growing anger, last thing I wanted was to project my frustrations on the pregnant woman. I knew she was trying to help
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AMELIA Morning sunlight filtered through the thin curtains of my bedroom, casting warm patches across my chilly sheets. I should have felt lighter, triumphant even. The family was finally under control, the threats neutralized, and the Guerrero name secure. Yet as I lay there, staring up at the ceiling with its intricate paintings my mother had made , I felt anything but victorious. The heaviness in my chest from yesterday hadn't dissipated. If anything, it had grown worse, Alexander's words echoing in my mind like a haunting melody. "Even after two years, he's never once tried to reach out..." I didn't want to think about Roman. In fact, I had gaslighted myself into thinking it was taboo to think about him and rightfully so. How the fuck am I supposed to get him out of my head now? How the fuck am I supposed to stop thinking whether he never really cared to begin with, or what he was up to, or if he was okay. I knew he was. If anything had happened to Roman Wellington, the r
