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77. Falling in his arms
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Traded For His First Love 78. Setback
Reese POVLying in the guest room bed, still wrapped in each other’s arms, our bodies pressed together under the sheets, the warmth of his skin against mine felt like an echo of a time I thought I’d never live again. His breathing was slow, his chest rising and falling as his hand stroked my hair—a gesture so familiar it hurt. The moonlight slipped through a crack in the curtain, softly illuminating his face, and for a moment, it was as if we were the only two people in the world—nights in London, before the betrayals, before Jennifer, before everything fell apart. But the past was there, a shadow I couldn’t ignore, even in that fleeting moment of peace.Elliot broke the silence, his voice hoarse and hesitant. “Reese… did you really miss me?” He turned his face to look at me, his green eyes filled with a vulnerability I hadn’t seen in years. “Because sometimes I feel like you hate me now.”My heart clenched in my chest, and for a moment, I didn’t know what to say. I looked away, star
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-13Traded For His First Love 79. Undervalued
Bethany POVToday was one of those days that left my heart aching, frustration with Josh swallowing me whole like a wave I couldn’t escape. I woke up with a thread of hope, convinced that if I arrived early at his house, we could share a moment together when he returned—maybe a dinner, a conversation, something to bring us closer for real. I wanted to feel like I meant something to him, that he saw me as the woman who would be his wife, not just a piece on the chessboard of our engagement. But, as always, reality hit me like a cold splash, reminding me that Josh was far from the man of my dreams, no matter how hard I tried to believe otherwise.At least today my waiting room was different, though no less humiliating than the last time I endured that embarrassment at his office. This time, I waited on the sofa in the grand living room of his parents’ mansion. It felt almost pathetic—I’d worn a beautiful dress, taken the time to fix my hair, dabbed on my best perfume, all just to sit h
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-14Traded For His First Love 80. The Morning Sun and Its Memories
Reese POVThe morning arrived like a hoarse whisper, carrying the weight of a night that still echoed on my skin and in my heart. I opened my eyes in my bedroom, my body heavy with sleep and the guilt beginning to take root, the sound of Spencer’s snores beside me pulling me back to reality. Last night, in the guest room, I surrendered to Elliot, letting the walls I’d built over years crumble under the heat of his touch and his promises. Now, with daylight filtering through the curtains, it all felt like a dangerous dream, a mistake I didn’t know how to undo.I rose slowly, careful not to wake Spencer, and dragged myself to the bathroom to splash water on my face, trying to wash away the traces of the night before. Each drop felt like a reminder—his whispers, the way our bodies met, the fragile promise that we might find our way back to each other. But the truth was, I didn’t know what I felt. Part of me still loved him, a part I’d buried beneath layers of pain and pride, but anothe
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-15Traded For His First Love 81. Yes, I fell.
Reese POV“What? You slept with your ex-husband?” Alice asked, her voice dripping with shock, but far too loud, drawing unwanted attention our way.“Alice!” I hissed desperately, reminding her that we weren’t in an appropriate place for such an outburst. We were at a luxurious restaurant, waiting for a client to discuss an event she wanted to host. A few heads had turned toward our table when Alice practically shouted in disbelief.She was composing herself now, but her face still held that stunned expression. “I’m sorry, Venus, but you can’t just drop a bombshell like that and expect me not to react accordingly,” she said, adjusting her short, choppy hair. I sighed. What could I even say? I could barely believe my own words myself. “So you’re telling me you and Goodwin hooked up?!”I nodded, embarrassed. “Yes, we hooked up.” I sipped my juice, feeling my throat dry up.Alice let out a humorless laugh. “But how? When did this happen? How?” She was trying to make sense of it, and hone
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-16Traded For His First Love 82. Common Reason
Bethany POVThe luxurious restaurant felt almost suffocating, with its golden lights and the muffled sound of elegant conversations surrounding me. I sat at a corner table, drumming my fingers on the white linen tablecloth, my stomach churning with anger and humiliation.I had come here to meet a mysterious woman who had promised juicy information about Venus—information that, according to her, could ruin that woman’s career. I didn’t have anything personal against Venus, at least not until she started hovering around Josh, messing with what was mine. And after the dreadful weekend I’d just had, I was more than ready to take my anger out on someone.My mind was still trapped in the humiliating scene from that morning, and as I waited, the memories swallowed me like a whirlwind. I had woken up next to Josh, still in his bed, my body warm against his, believing that the night we spent tending to him—after he stumbled in drunk and cursed at me—might have changed something.I washed him,
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-17Traded For His First Love 83. The Poisoned Invitation
The Poisoned Invitation Reese POVThe air at La Maison d’Or reeked of truffles and hypocrisy. The gold-plated walls reflected the fake smiles of women trading secrets like currency. I adjusted my red silk dress and forced a smile for Natalie Singleton, the client who barely hid her fascination with "Chicago’s Venus." Alice, beside me, was already in "pitbull in stilettos" mode, scowling at anyone who smelled of betrayal. “So, Natalie, we want something intimate but impactful. A party that says, ‘I’m rich but classy,’” Alice said, toying with her pearl necklace while reviewing the proposal. Natalie laughed, her eyes bright. “Exactly! I want everyone to remember this house. White flowers, dramatic lighting, and…” A sharp laugh made me turn. Across the room, *Bethany Skyland* leaned against a table like a trainee geisha, her lips glued to the ear of… Jennifer Durham. My body froze. The water glass in my hand trembled. “Shit,” Alice whispered, following my gaze. “What’s that
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-18Traded For His First Love 84. Tangled Hearts and Tangled Lies
Reese POV “Alice, please, stop the car,” I asked, my voice coming out quieter than I intended. The soft sound of blue jazz spilling from the Ferrari’s speakers felt like it was mocking the mess swirling in my head. She turned to me, eyes wide with surprise, one hand still on the wheel. “What? You okay? Why do you want me to stop now?” I sighed, running my fingers through my hair as I tried to sort out my thoughts. “We need to go back there,” I said, referring to La Maison d’Or, where Jennifer and Bethany had just cornered us like a pair of grinning hyenas. “I need to talk to Bethany. Clear some things up. I don’t like seeing her with Jennifer one bit—that woman’s pure poison.” Alice pulled over to the side of the road with a dramatic sigh, her gloved hands tapping the leather steering wheel. “I know that, honey. I didn’t like seeing that girl cozying up to Jennifer Durham either. How’d they even meet, huh? And look, I love you, but you can’t go around saving everyone. She’s go
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-19Traded For His First Love 85. Shadows of Trust
Reese POV Back at my apartment, the air felt lighter, but only on the surface. I was sunk into the couch, running my fingers through Avie’s soft hair as she blinked sleepy little eyes in my lap, nearly giving in to sleep. Alice and Spencer were parked at the coffee table, wine glasses in hand, while I tried to explain the Bethany fiasco without letting exhaustion swallow me whole. “So, Bethany was totally different,” Alice started, swirling her wine in the glass like it was some magic potion. “She treated Venus like she was trash or something. I swear, if I hadn’t held myself back, I’d have yanked that sloppy ponytail right off her head.” Spencer laughed, that low, raspy laugh that always carried a hint of irony. “Seriously? What happened to make her so prickly?” “She’s convinced Josh is into me,” I said, rolling my eyes while I rubbed Avie’s back, her warmth calming me a little. “Josh Carter’s a great catch, but to me, he’s just a good friend, you know? But Alice thinks that’
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Traded For His First Love 135: A Race Against Time
Reese POVThe living room felt smaller, as if the walls were closing in around me, every shadow a cruel reminder of Sammy and Avie’s absence. I was sitting on the couch, knees pulled to my chest, clutching Avie’s favorite toy and Sammy’s baseball, my face still wet with tears that wouldn’t stop falling.Because they left in such a hurry, my kids couldn’t even take the things they were so attached to. Elliot, what have you done…? I was weak, my mind foggy, unable to think of anything but how much I missed my children, Elliot’s betrayal, and the consequences of my mistakes. I was devastated.Alice and Connor stood before me, their voices soft but firm, trying to anchor me as the world crumbled. The house, which hours ago had echoed with the promise of a plan to get my kids back, now felt like a cage, trapping me in Chicago while Elliot took Sammy and Avie to London, with Jennifer by his side.“Venus, you need to prepare legally,” Alice said, sitting in the armchair, her eyes full of con
Traded For His First Love 134. A Heart Divided
Elliot POVThe interior of the private jet felt smaller with each passing hour, the space cramped not by its size but by the suffocating presence of Jennifer Durham. The hum of the engines was a constant drone,steady noise, but it didn’t drown out the sound of her voice, sharp as a blade, as she berated a flight attendant. “This is lukewarm coffee,” she said, pushing the cup back at the young woman, whose face flushed with embarrassment. “What do you think I am? An economy passenger? Bring me another, and make it decent this time.” The attendant mumbled an apology, hurrying to the back of the plane, while Jennifer rolled her eyes, adjusting her pearl necklace with an exaggerated flourish.I watched her from my seat, anger simmering beneath the surface. Jennifer was insufferable, always had been, but now, with her haughty demeanor, she seemed determined to make every second of this flight a living hell. She leaned toward one of the other staff, a man organizing the bar, and pointed
Traded For His First Love 133. A Flight Full of Shadows
Elliot POVThe steady hum of the private jet cut through the silence, a monotonous reminder that we were thousands of feet above the Atlantic, leaving Chicago behind. Avie slept in my lap, her little face serene, the bottle still between her lips, her slight weight an anchor in the chaos my life had become. Lately, she’d been clinging to me more, always seeking my lap, my hand, and now I understood why. It wasn’t just a child’s affection—it was the bond of father and daughter, a truth Jennifer threw in my face days ago, changing everything. Knowing Avie was mine, by blood, made my heart swell with love, but it also hurt, like an open wound, because Reese had hidden it from me for years.Carefully, I stood, settling Avie on the jet’s sofa-bed, tucking a blanket over her. Her curls fanned out on the pillow, and I ran a hand over my face, trying to shake the guilt chasing me. I’d done what I had to, right? Taking the kids and leaving was to protect them, to keep them with me, away fro
Traded For His First Love 132. A Thread of Hope in the Storm
Reese POVThe silence in the house was a crushing weight, every empty corner a cruel reminder of Sammy, Avie, and Elliot, who were no longer here. I was curled up on the couch, my eyes swollen from crying, the phone silent after countless unanswered calls to Elliot and the devastating conversation with Josh, who confirmed that Elliot had quit and was planning to return to London. The pain of losing my children was a tightness in my chest, a wound that throbbed with every breath, and the guilt—for hiding the truth about Avie, for not trusting Elliot—was suffocating. When I heard the sound of keys in the door, my heart leapt, but it wasn’t Elliot. It was Alice, and beside her, Connor, the two of them inseparable now, like a shadow of light in the midst of my chaos.Alice rushed to me, arms open, and I threw myself into her embrace, sobs returning with force. “Venus, my God,” she murmured, holding me tightly against her chest, her warmth a stark contrast to the cold consuming me. “I’m h
Traded For His First Love 131. An Unbearable Void
Reese POVThe silence in the house was deafening, a mute scream echoing in every empty corner. I was sitting on the couch, my legs tucked under me, the phone still warm in my hand after yet another unanswered call to Elliot. Avie’s plate, with a half-eaten pancake, sat on the kitchen table, a cruel relic of the breakfast that now felt like it belonged to another life. Sammy, Avie, Elliot—they weren’t here. The house, which hours ago had buzzed with laughter and chaos, was now a tomb, and the dread gripping my chest was so overwhelming I could barely breathe.Spencer’s words still reverberated in my head, each syllable a blow: “Elliot knows he’s Avie’s real father… He’s going back to London with your kids.” I didn’t want to believe it, couldn’t, but the empty house was evidence I couldn’t ignore. I ran through the rooms again, opening closets, searching for any sign—a backpack, a toy, a note—but there was nothing. Sammy’s sneakers, always scattered around, were gone. Avie’s teddy be
Traded For His First Love 130. A House Too Quiet
Reese POV The air in Spencer’s apartment felt thick, suffocating, as his words landed like a blow to my chest: “Elliot’s heading back to London soon — with his kids.” My heart stopped, the world tilting around me. Avie, my Avie, his daughter? How could he know? How could Elliot know? The question burned, but Spencer’s mocking smile, his voice dripping with venom, held the answer before I could even ask. I stood frozen, my hands trembling, the industrial decor of his bachelor pad blurring as his accusation echoed in my mind.“What do you mean, he knows?” I managed, my voice barely a whisper, my throat tight with dread. “How does Elliot know about Avie?”Spencer leaned against the counter, his eyes cold, the warmth I’d once trusted in him gone. “Jennifer told him,” he said, his tone almost gleeful, like he was savoring my unraveling. “She cornered him, spilled the whole truth — that Avie’s his, not mine, not anyone else’s. And you know what, Venus? He’s done with you. He’s planning t
Traded For His First Love 129. Shattered Trust
Reese POV “Reese…?” Spencer gasped as he opened the door to me. He clearly hadn’t expected me to show up at his place; I hadn’t warned him beforehand, precisely because I didn’t want him coming up with excuses to avoid me. Spencer and I had a lot to talk about.“It’s Venus to you, darling,” I said, my voice sharp as I stepped into his apartment without waiting for permission. “My real name is reserved for the truly intimate people in my life, if you catch my drift.”The place was spacious, with industrial decor that screamed single guy’s bachelor pad. “You won’t believe it, but I met your wife,” I said, sarcasm dripping from every word. “She’s so charming, treated me so well. But I’m sure you already know that, don’t you?”Spencer sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah, I heard about it. Alice told me Roseanne went to see you,” he admitted.In that moment, something broke inside me, a crack splintering through my heart. I’d clung to the hope that Roseanne was anything but his
Traded For His First Love 128. Facing the Storm
Reese POV The kitchen was alive with the chaos of morning, the kind of messy, beautiful noise that made my heart feel full even when everything else was crumbling. Sammy was giggling, smearing syrup on his pancakes, while Avie babbled about a cartoon, her curls bouncing as she waved a sticky fork. Elliot sat across from me, pouring orange juice into their cups, his smile soft but strained, the same shadow in his eyes I’d noticed last night in bed. The memory of our early morning — his arms around me, the heat of our bodies, the words I’d said about our family — warmed me, but that quiet distance in him lingered, a knot of worry I couldn’t untangle.I pushed a piece of pancake around my plate, my appetite dulled by the weight of what lay ahead. Roseanne’s slap, her accusations, the way my employees had looked at me — it all churned in my mind, a storm I couldn’t escape. I’d spent yesterday broken, leaning on Elliot to hold me together, but today, I needed answers. Spencer owed me th
Traded For His First Love 127. A Silent Fracture
Elliot POV The bedroom was cloaked in the hush of four a.m., the kind of stillness that made every thought feel louder, heavier. I lay beside Reese, her body curled against mine, her warmth a stark contrast to the cold knot of betrayal in my chest. The day had been a storm — her desperate call, the way she’d collapsed against me outside Lunaris Event, the story of Roseanne’s slap and accusations spilling from her lips. I’d held her, promised to confront Spencer, brought her home, and tucked her in, but now, in the quiet, Jennifer’s words from the garage haunted me: “Avie is your daughter, Elliot. Reese has been lying to you.” The truth — if it was the truth — was a blade, and it was cutting me open.Reese stirred, her breath soft against my neck, and I turned to look at her. The faint moonlight slipping through the curtains traced her face — the curve of her cheek, the lashes resting against her skin, the vulnerability that made my heart ache even now. She’d been through hell toda
