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Chapter 32 Not Like A Couple

Author: Artemis Z.Y.
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Mia’s POV

"She's your what?" Daniel's voice cut through my thoughts, disbelief evident in every syllable.

"My wife." Kyle's voice was ice cold, the same tone he used when closing million-dollar deals. "She is my wife."

My fingers tightened around the coffee cup. The irony made my chest ache.

Daniel's eyes found mine, filled with concern. "If you're experiencing threats or violence," he said softly, leaning closer, "I can help you, beautiful lady."

"Don't," Kyle's voice dropped dangerously low, "say that to my wife."

I saw his jaw tighten, that subtle tell I'd learned to recognize over years of watching him from a distance. A bead of sweat rolled down his temple - something so uncharacteristic it made me blink. Kyle Branson didn't sweat. Kyle Branson was always perfect, always controlled.

A bitter laugh threatened to escape my throat. Of course Daniel would think that. We didn't look like a couple. We looked exactly like what we were - a business arrangement gone wrong. A contract marr
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