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Craving for My Tyrant Husband

Chapter 5 He is not a monster

Word Count: 726    |    Released on: 10/02/2026

at the yellow diamond. She had taken it off and put it on a chain around h

buzzed i

Video C

e dropped the ph

ay. She was eavesdropping, of course. "

d up the phone. She put her thumb

The connection wa

ighting. She could see the collar of a dark shi

through the speaker. It was even deeper

earing makeup,"

your makeup. M

but firm. Her thumb s

er of the screen-wet hair,

e looke

orward into

opped b

that was straight and aristocratic. And eyes that were so dark they looked black, framed by t

ar. Like a dream

ght casting half his face

spered. "You'r

that made her stomach flip. "Glad to meet you

e you?" s

ly. "Business. The time

nough to convey the pressure of a world she couldn't see. The backg

opping to her neck where the diamond reste

much, Gus. I'm af

other one," he said. "You're

suddenly. "The certificate was staine

plit second, a shadow

id. "Gideon Aug

ie said. "It suits you

u can call me Gus. Only my ene

line. A man's voice, urgent. "Sir, the boar

expression shifting from indulgent to terrifyingly cold in a nanosecond

to go.

said. "Goodn

ight,

She sat there for a lon

o the room. "W

ted. "Very hot. His na

oze. "A

dle name. See

brother looked at a woman the way you're smiling right now, the w

ie said, thinking of t

. He walked to the window and looked at the li

t asked tentatively

rom the window. "And get me the tie that matches the blue dres

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t do

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Craving for My Tyrant Husband
Craving for My Tyrant Husband
“I was cheated on by my scumbag boyfriend. On the night I got blackout drunk, I married a stranger, and when I woke up, I only found a marriage certificate and a black card. He took care of my scumbag ex for me, gave me a canary diamond ring, but refused to show his face-he only called me baby on video calls. I ran to my best friend's house to hide, only to find that the billionaire next door, who made my heart skip a beat, had the exact same scent as him. My best friend cried and begged me: "He's Augustus, a tyrant who eats people alive!" But only I knew that the man who pressed me against the terrace railing, leaned down to kiss me, and whispered "I'll protect you" softly. Fifty thousand dollars to sneak photos of his private office? I'll go. Not for the money, but to ask him to his face- Gus, how many secrets are you hiding? And how long have you been craving me?”