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The Surrogate Wife's Revenge Ends In Checkmate

Chapter 3 A Fresh, Unmistakable Kiss Mark

Word Count: 1386    |    Released on: 02/03/2026

izing Lindsay's wrist wit

his eyes, desire clashing

his breath coming hot against her

her fingers slipping into his hot palm and easing between his rigid ones, prying them apart one at a tim

faltered

he hallway outside. "Someone just said t

Tyler

tually searc

ard. She turned the flashlight off im

on the danger j

louder, until they stopped directly o

lence, the door

e it's not fully closed," someo

weat spread acros

d, they would be s

and her own appearance in disarra

ause to think. She caught Ashton's fever-warm arm an

weight tilted with t

ss, and Ashton followed, his body he

rms around his neck and hauled him down with her. Then s

drawn-out moan, carefully breathy and u

outside sto

er came mute

re. Damn. Didn't eve

No need to

gradually retreatin

kily in relief and

ster. In an insta

he kissed her again, harder and deeper,

y drop of blood surged to her face b

so completely she couldn't move. One hand captured both

ough urgency, all heat and appetite

ried to make was suppres

her neckline again, and the moment his fin

s eyes burned with

ake the

he ripped what remained of her dres

exposed skin before being smothered b

r breast, his grip tigh

weight and heat, her fingers diggin

gent contact, something broke loose from her low

s rough, searing breathing, tangled with

ing fabric, and the faint knock of teeth against teeth

tretch of time, the fierce tangle b

hing still uneven, the heat of what had

for several seconds. Then he bent toward her. His lips brushed again

acket lying discarded on the floor and

till carried his scent,

nother glance. He turned away and heade

, and not long after, the steady

ater, Ashton st

f his shirt were undone, the fabric darkened where it clung to his skin. The hunger that had

me your pla

fabric over her chest and held it in place. "I'll explain when

me casting a shadow over her. "But if you're lying to

f I find out you double cross me halfway through, or dec

with nothing left to lose doesn't scare easily. And i

a moment. The tension between th

longer, something unreadable

G

Her phone vibrated aga

he didn't find you. Wher

e insincere concern in every wor

ve just been too stressed lately. I took a cab

, gave the driver the address, and s

h the city streets, she looked

through her, but the anger inside her, fueled

ghed. For every single thing they had done to her,

Lindsay stepped out and walked

hat had happened, changed into clean clothes, and had just settled onto the

, his face arranged i

wed closely

lled Lindsay into a tight embrace, holding

iver said he couldn't find you anywhere

A wave of cold disgust

her, her expressi

htly, his cheek c

reached her nose-Jenna's perfume

dy tensed ju

ice. He only tig

ough the slight opening a

s mark, vivid against the

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The Surrogate Wife's Revenge Ends In Checkmate
The Surrogate Wife's Revenge Ends In Checkmate
“At the wedding, a video flashed: Lindsay was kidnapped, dress ripped. Amid the guests' jeers, Tyler, her fiancé, didn't waver, insisting on marrying her. She clung to him as rescue and spent three years devoted. Then she overheard him say, "I married her for a child. That clip? I staged it. Break her dignity and she'll worship you." Her world cracked. The warmth was an act; she was a tool, a mere surrogate to bear his child. Lindsay wiped her tears, sought Tyler's rival, Ashton, and said, "Help me bring him down. Name your price." The gentle wife vanished, replaced by a cold avenger-until Tyler realized she was beyond his reach.”