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2024-10-29 19:42:56"Oh my gosh, did we get married again?" Emilia squeaked, raising her hand to inspect her finger while the other covered her mouth. She'd come back with bare hands and thanks to his possessiveness, he had bought her another ring. If she insisted on calling herself Mrs. Carter, it was only right she wore a wedding ring. Max had been wondering when to give it to her and how to make her wear it without getting on her bad side. Luckily, she'd given him an opening and he'd be a fool not to take it. He still couldn't believe she'd suggested they renew their vows. Granted, she'd been trying to stick it to Lisandra but he wasn't complaining.
Her inebriated state was thanks to her friend Jennings and as much as he wanted her to be sober that night, he'd take anything he got. The little talk they'd had earlier hadn't even covered half of their issues. He knew they had a long way to go but as long as Emilia gave him a chance, he'd rectify all his mistakes. When she wrapped her hands arRelated chapters
The Vendetta of the Returned Wife THIRTY-SIX
His mouth devoured her. Licking and sucking her pulsating sex while his fingers worked her core. Emilia dug the heel of her shoe in his back trying to move away from him, from the way he made her feel while her hand pressed his head against her. She couldn't decide what she wanted. Her feelings were all over the place. As if Max knew that, he placed a hand on her lower stomach, holding her in place. She would have thanked him for making the decision for her if he hadn't sent her over the edge. She came in his mouth, her body bowing, fingers gripping Max's hair and his name on her lips. When his face appeared above hers, his mouth was shiny from her release and curled in a satisfied grin. "Is it my turn now?" She asked in a daze."No, sweetheart. I'm only getting started" With her leg still over his shoulder, he leaned over her, pushing her up the bed, and then rubbed the tip of his cock along her bare flesh "I get tested regularly and always
The Vendetta of the Returned Wife THIRTY-SEVEN
Emilia was huffing and puffing because Max insisted on taking her to pick up Zander. She didn't mind him going with her but she needed space to clear her head. Things were happening too fast and she wanted to talk to someone about it. What if sleeping with Max was a mistake? Was it too soon to forgive him? Her biggest fear was finding out they had no feelings for each other. Maybe their love had fizzled out and whatever they felt was because they were clinging to memories. She needed another person's perspective. An outsider who could judge their situation without being biased. But it seemed like Max was afraid of letting her go anywhere for fear she might disappear again. Even though she'd told him she wasn't angry, he was still waiting for the other shoe to drop. "What if paparazzi ambush you?" He asked, his argument weak. Just because people had found out she was his wife didn't mean she'd become famous overnight. It would be a wonder if her face mad
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"What? Why her? What reason would she have to hurt my mother?" Emilia couldn't help the eye roll "Are you saying I had reason to hurt Genevieve?" "Come on, Em. You know that's not what I meant" Yet he'd spent years believing that bullshit. She took a deep breath, telling herself not to mind him. After all, she'd expected him to react that way. "When I fell down the stairs, Mel rushed me to the hospital so I wasn't here. I don't remember where Gwen was but she wasn't around. Lisandra was the one who'd lied and said it was me who pushed Genevieve. Now why would she do that if it wasn't to find a scapegoat for her crimes?" Emilia watched Max as he tried to process everything. Opening his eyes about Lisandra wasn't going to be easy. After all, they'd grown up together. As much as she hated to admit it, he had every reason to want to protect her. She was his sister's best friend and even if he didn't have any feelings for her, he felt obl
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"Define new" Emilia said squirming under Thea's penetrating gaze. She had this thing where she only stared at a person until they felt compelled to tell her everything she knew. And while she'd gone to Thea's house for advice, she didn't want to talk about the argument they'd had before leaving the house. It proved Max didn't trust her and she didn't want Thea to know that. Not after she'd made a fool of herself by renewing their vows and sleeping with him. But her friend was going to coax everything out of her before pointing out the reasons she shouldn't be with Max. Which was what she needed to hear but didn't want to. Love turned her into an idiot. After the night they'd had, Emilia wanted someone to tell her everything would be alright. That she wasn't building castles in the air and their issues would resolve themselves. Maybe she should have gone to Sawyer and Hendrix. They were hopeless romantics and would probably convince her Lis
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"Tea or coffee?" Gwen asked taking out two cups. "Coffee please" Pouring the coffee, she said "You haven't told me how the party was. Did my brother fall head over heels in love with you? I can only imagine how beautiful you looked. I'm sure all the men couldn't take their eyes off you" "Why did you back out last minute?" Lisandra bit out angrily making Gwen wonder what could have happened to make her so mad. They'd picked a dress that was supposed to steal the spotlight from Emilia and make her the center of attention. There was no way that country bumpkin could have seen that coming and upstaged Lisandra. "Albert wanted us to spend the evening together. It's been so hectic since that bitch arrived and I couldn't pass up the opportunity to be with him. What happened?" "Is he more important than me? I could have used a friend last night" "You and Albert are equally important to me. You kno
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"Are you busy? I'd like to talk to you" "About what? I don't think we have anything in common to talk about." Gwen said pretending to scroll through her phone. "Zander told me how you defended him and I wanted to thank you" "I didn't do it for you. He's Max's son too you know" Finally lifting her head, she asked, "Is that all?" Emilia refrained from rolling her eyes. As the youngest, Gwen had been spoiled by everyone. And maybe that was the reason she hung onto Lisandra's word. She didn't have a lot of friends. Max had told her Gwen stopped making new friends when she realized most of them approached her to get close to him or Darren. How Lisandra had convinced her she wasn't like the rest was beyond her. That wasn't to say they were the same type of people. Emilia would go as far as to say the poor woman had been peer pressured into disliking her. All she had to do was open Gwen's eyes and make her see Lisandra for
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"Because they're having an affair behind your back" and because Lisandra was sick in the head. Despite knowing that was Gwen's favorite restaurant and that she frequently went there with her fiance, she still chose to eat there. As if she didn't care if Gwen caught them or not. "Why?" Gwen asked tears streaming down her face. Taking her bag and Gwen's, she paid for their food and then herded her out of the restaurant. She was still in shock after seeing her fiancé and best friend cheating on her. Emilia was counting on that shock to last longer or at least until they got home. It was one thing to tell Gwen the truth and it was another to let her make a public spectacle of herself. It would be better if she just confronted Lisandra somewhere private. She cried all the way home and Emilia let her. Finding out the person you loved with your best friend had to be one of the worst betrayals. For Gwen, it had to be worse because she'd trusted Li
The Vendetta of the Returned Wife FORTY-THREE
"Hey, handsome. How was your day?" Emilia asked, leaning on one of the columns on the front porch. The fact that she'd been waiting for him to get home warmed him from the inside out. Striding toward her, he dropped his briefcase, pulled her into his body, and kissed her until they were both fighting for air. "Better now that you're in my arms. Were you waiting for me?" "Uh-huh. Are you hungry? We baked some cookies earlier" "I'm hungry but not for food" "What do you want then?" "You" he buried his nose in her neck and inhaled "I like coming back home to you" For a long he'd dreaded the day coming to an end because it meant coming home to a place without her. At some point, he had moved to the other house and only came back occasionally to check on his family. A few months before she returned, he'd been forced to move back because Lisandra had been onto him. She thought he had another woman. No one
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EMILIA & MAX He didn't have to worry about the kids. They loved staying with the Jennings, especially now that they'd adopted a little girl. Zander was fascinated by Blossom while Gabby treated her as her doll. Soon Max was sure they were going to have sleepovers and joint parties. He had an hour before his flight so he called Darren. Gwen's outburst had reminded him how he'd neglected them over the years compared to when they were young. He thought they were grown-ups and didn't need him anymore but they were still his siblings. Even when he was grieving, he still had to remember he wasn't the only one who'd lost a mother. They both had. Now three of them only had each other. There was also the fact that his girlfriend had lied about who she was and her actions had led to their mother's death. He couldn't imagine the kind of pain Darren was going through. "Hey, what's up?" "I brought the kids to the Jennings for the weekend and I have an hour. Wanna have a drink?" "No thanks. I
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HENDRIX & SAWYER "Hey, have you seen..." "Shut it" Hendrix whispered "I finally managed to put her down for a nap. If you wake her up with your big mouth I will push you off the balcony" Sawyer bit back a laugh "My watch, I'm looking for my watch" "You have more than twenty watches, babe. Why do you bother looking for one?" "The one Em and Zander gave me when he was two. Remember?" "You lost it?" He screeched in a whisper. "I misplaced it. That's why I'm asking if you have seen it" "Why are you so careless? Have Cosima help you find it. I'm going to catch some sleep before that little devil wakes up" Sawyer watched him head to their bedroom thinking that he was thriving as a parent. It suited him. He loved being a dad and every time Blossom made a sound, he'd rush to see what their daughter wanted. The adoption process had been hard but it was worth it. He couldn't ask for anything more out of life. Well, except for having his friend back. No one could have expected t
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THEA & PRESTON Thea looked around sighing. While newly married women were on their honeymoon, she was busy at the office trying to solve the latest crime which just happened to be a breaking and entering case. Because she'd held her wedding out of the blue, her boss had told her to first tie up some loose ends before taking her vacation days. She'd never wanted to punch the man so bad. It wasn't as if she was the only cop in the building and she was only taking two weeks off. At one point she'd even thought of resigning but she loved being a cop. So she was busy debating whether to ask for a transfer to another division. Could she be better at something else? Say traffic police or... The thought of it had her shivering. She would rather quit than join another division and start all over again. But as much as she loved her job, it wasn't fair to Preston. He was the one who had convinced her to get married hastily in an attempt to cheer up their friends. They'd only been engaged for a
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DARREN Even though he knew the streets of New York like the back of his hand, Darren felt lost. Every time he looked up, it took him a moment to remember where he was and why he was there. Sometimes he'd find himself in a place but not recall how he got there. If he'd listened to Preston and not rushed to fall in love, he wouldn't be in that situation. A few days after his mother's death, Nadia, no, Oksana had gone to him and confessed everything. She thought he needed to know who she was and why she'd approached him. As if knowing she was the one who got Lisandra out of prison would make him feel better. If he had known what she was going to say, he would have chosen not to listen. He would have decided to only know his Nadia and not the woman she claimed to be. He didn't want to believe she was capable of lying and killing. Or that she had family ties to a Russian criminal organization. He'd fallen in love with her because she was different from the women he'd known. Innocent, c
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GWEN & TC "Am I allowed to ask where you're coming from?" "I would tell you but then I'd have to kill you" TC replied. Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her, a light peck on the mouth, and then deciding it wasn't enough, he pried her lips open with his tongue. Gwen sighed, opening up to him. He needed to come up with new ways to distract her from asking about his job. Although she wasn't complaining. He had a way of making her forget everything with only a simple touch. She tried to remember if anyone had ever made her feel that way. Was there anyone before him? She couldn't recall. No one could compare to the way he made her feel. "How long until we can go on that vacation? I want to be able to do this all day without worrying about..." Her phone rang. He jerked his head back smiling but she knew he was annoyed. "Damn phone calls" "What happened to being a supportive partner?" He drew his lower lip between his teeth. A sign that his patience was thinning. She answ
The Vendetta of the Returned Wife ONE HUNDRED & THIRTY-SEVEN
It was easy to picture them having a girls' day out together with Gwen and Thea. Gabby too. They would go to spas, have their hair and nails done, and do all the girly things she'd missed out on doing with her mother. Her mind conjured the perfect family gathering. With all her friends and family. Wouldn't that be something? "I felt the same way about Max. He looks so much like his father. I couldn't believe it" "Honestly I always feel proud whenever people tell me how much Gaby resembles me. It's so satisfying to know she at least takes after me and not her father" "She does. Down to the shape of your nose. She will break a lot of hearts when she grows up" "Hush, don't let Max hear that. He's embraced this Texan lifestyle. Next thing you know he's going to buy a shotgun to keep boys away from his daughter" Emilia had no doubt he would do that in a few years. The thought of him fighting with teenagers over his daughter excited her. She couldn't wait to see who would win. "I don
The Vendetta of the Returned Wife ONE HUNDRED & THIRTY-SIX
Seeing that man had made her feel uneasy. All throughout yesterday she was nervous and kept jumping at the smallest sound. Sleep evaded her because she couldn't stop worrying about her children. What if someone broke in and hurt them? She just got Zander back. Losing him would destroy her. Max must have noticed how on edge she was because he took the kids and Mel out, telling her to relax. It was his way of giving her a day off. But all it did was give her more nerves. Instead of resting, she went around the house, looking for something out of the ordinary. A broken window or door. Anything to indicate she wasn't overreacting. Her search stopped outside Genevieve's door. Since Gwen went off on her, she hadn't left her room. Emilia wondered if the woman was repenting. That was if she was capable of repenting. She wasn't a saint but she knew she couldn't ignore her child, especially if he was in the hospital. How had she done it? Genevieve sure was one of a kind. Emilia couldn't believ
The Vendetta of the Returned Wife ONE HUNDRED & THIRTY-FIVE
Lisandra's heart skipped a beat just as realization dawned on her. She wasn't free. Those guards had known the police were on their way and they had left after getting rid of any evidence that could point to any of them being there. That was why the house was so clean. They'd scrubbed down every inch of it, probably getting rid of evidence like fingerprints and stray hairs. Son of a bitch, her benefactor had really called the police on her. But why? Their deal was to distract the Carters while she took her revenge. Had she had a change of mind? Damn that bitch to hell. Spinning around, she ran the other way, swearing she would rather die than go back to prison. When she got to the road, her legs quickened, hoping the police cars wouldn't catch up with her. The second they realized the house was empty, they would know she had escaped and start chasing her. As she speed walked, she tried to think of reasons why her benefactor had cast her aside. Had she done something to change her min
The Vendetta of the Returned Wife ONE HUNDRED & THIRTY-FOUR
The guards were acting strangely. Lisandra had been keeping an eye on them and that's how she knew something was up. Ever since she stepped foot in that house, they hadn't let her out of their sight. Everywhere she went they followed. Kitchen, living room, bedroom, and even the bathroom. Their excuse? Her benefactor had told them to keep an eye on her so she wouldn't escape. It didn't make sense that she'd want to escape when she had nowhere to go but that bitch had insisted on having her men there. But before going to bed she noticed how they all sat in the living room watching TV. She had never seen them all together in one place so she thought maybe they were celebrating something or they had come to trust her. However, before she could get to her room, one of them got up and made it there ahead of her. He checked the windows to make sure they were locked then stood outside her door, telling her to hurry up. Normally they just let her do whatever she wanted. Lisandra dragged her
