DEAR HOUSEWIFE I WANT YOU BACK!

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enveloped me, and I felt my life slipping away. This wasn't what I had anticipate

but despite everything, I couldn't let go, not with my child at stake. Just as I felt myself sl

, Sebastian had saved me. This time, though, perhaps part of me had wanted to

tian's voice rang out with fury. He knelt beside me, checking my pu

ice cut through the tension, and I instinctively clung to th

tions wrong, and this time, I couldn't bear to endure it silently. "Sebastian! I command you!"

gripping Sebastian's shirt tightly. I shook m

n to pull away, and I closed my eyes,

you lost your mind?" Sebastian's voice was filled with disbelief a

lexander retorted, and I, too, wondered what I had done to deserve such

? You know what? I'm reporting you!" Sebastian declared,

ng Sebastian something. I sensed the disappointment in Sebast

irming my belief that he'd always be on my side. Bu

he hurled it at me, and I caught it, meeting Sebastian's furious glare. Despite being brothers, they were different species, each harboring a deep ani

e realized I wasn't moving, I reluctantly trailed after him, enduring the stares a

sual manner, and maintained a stony silence. If he was angry, so was I-he

ander headed upstairs, leaving me

t shouting, causing him to halt and turn to me. His glare

ack, a faint smirk gracing his lips. "As if I need your forgiveness," he repl

n radiating from my neck. Touching it, I discovered

und Alexander's clothes on the bed, his phone atop them. If only I could glimpse what he had s

round his waist, his V-line exposed. My gaze flicked

dry," I improvised, realizing too late that th

longings. "By sitting on them?" Alexander's eyebrow quirked, an

to the bed to retrieve his phone. He grinned at the s

before kneeling in front of me. My heart raced as

before standing and heading to the closet. Water cascaded down his broad shoulders,

e, no matter what I do, the fact that