All Chapters of My Boss, My Husband: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Six months later...The sound of my phone alarm pulled me out of a deep, peaceful sleep. I reached out to silence it and stretched out across the massive bed, alone. The smell of freshly brewed coffee reached me, tempting me to get up quickly. I slipped into my silk robe, tied it around my waist, and headed out of the bedroom.It was a usual Friday morning—deep cleaning day in our luxury apartment. I spotted three housekeepers busy with their tasks while two more were in the kitchen, preparing breakfast."Good morning, everyone. How's it going?" I greeted them."Good morning, Missus," they replied in unison."You sound like a choir!" I joked, and most of them chuckled.Theresa, one of the women working in the kitchen, handed me a cup of strong coffee as I took a seat at the dining table. She informed me they had made waffles, and soon, a plate was placed in front of me. I savored my breakfast in the quiet comfort of what had become my new home.This new home, I must admit, had b

Lucius' P.O.V.Routines bored me. Staying in the same place bored me, and being with the same woman for over a month felt like a death sentence by boredom. So why was I anxious to get back to my apartment to see Marianne?Even I couldn't explain what had happened over these six months of marriage. All I knew was that I was pretty obsessed with her. So obsessed that I headed straight home from a ten-hour flight just to see her. As I opened the door and one of the housekeepers greeted me, I barely noticed as I handed her my bags. My focus was entirely on Marianne.She was in the kitchen, sautéing vegetables with complete concentration. Marianne had taken a Chinese cooking class while I was away and was probably putting her new skills to the test. I remembered because we talked almost every day, even if just for five minutes.Which was embarrassing, honestly. A clear symptom of my obsession with her. It was hard not to be when she looked at me the way she was doing now. Her eyes lit u

Lucius' P.O.V.I took a deep breath and forced myself to focus on Julia's face instead of her spread legs as I settled into the armchair across from her. She didn't take her eyes off me, her lips curling into a sensual smirk."Join you in what? Another one of your provocations, like that self-invitation to my wedding? You underestimate me too much. It's kind of painful," I retorted, my voice carrying a hint of sarcasm."Oh, believe me, I've never underestimated you. You're the golden boy of the higher-ups. The favorite who risked everything—and everyone—just to satisfy his ego."I casually cleaned my ear with my finger."Still bitter, are we? Don't tell me you're one of those making bets on my marriage crashing. I can just picture you betting on my misery."She raised her hands in mock surrender. "Guilty as charged. I bet twenty bucks that you'll last a year."Julia grabbed a cigarette from the pack beside her and lit it. I watched her movements—the way her tattooed arm flexed,

Lucius' P.O.V.I had lived a life way ahead of my years. One where I had learned both physical and emotional pain far too young. The physical had come courtesy of Liam—a miserable drunk who now pretended to have turned over a new leaf. But I'll never forget the early days of pain, the kind my father had inflicted. Those memories were burned into me. They could break my bones and shred my skin today, but nothing had ever hurt quite like Liam's fists.The emotional pain had come from the woman who should've protected me but instead had left me with a worthless man. How could I not hate her? How could I not wish for her to suffer? That resentment toward my parents, coupled with the excess of money and my family name, had led me down a path of danger and uncertainty, all to challenge myself, to stave off boredom, and to find some meaning in my life.Before I had turned eighteen, I'd already done what most men wouldn't have done until their thirties. I had traveled to far-off places, thr

I kept thinking about that temptation, the one that tested my resolve—Julia's presence here at this back-alley bar. We'd already hammered out the details of our deal. Everything was falling into place according to my plan, though Julia didn't need to know that.With all the essentials settled, it was finally time for me to leave. I couldn't tempt fate any longer."You in a rush to get back? Why not stay for a few drinks?" Julia teased as she swung her legs. I could feel her eyes devouring my body."I have to get back," I said as I slipped the USB drive she had given me into my jacket."You sure you want to leave?" she pressed on, her voice dripping with suggestion. "Sarah's in town. We could have some fun, the three of us…"The temptation was already strong, but now, it was unbearable. A threesome with Julia and Sarah was an intense experience—I'd been there, and I knew exactly what awaited me. My right eye felt as though it was going to explode from the pressure. The feeling only