The Unwanted Wife: Revenge After Divorce

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eakfast tray was heavy and my arms were trembling with the strain of holding it, but I hardly noticed.

dding night. He was perfection. He was perfectly toned and muscled, just as I had expected. The smart suits and long sleeved shirts he wore all the time had not been able to disguise that fact. Standin

ted on the spot between his legs. I felt a flush creep up my ch

ived for something to cover himself with? And more importantly, why couldn't I get myself to move? Why was I stand

nreadable expression. I opened my mouth to apologize, but I could only utter a long, drawn out sigh. My vo

oing to say somet

s going to touch me, and then he snapped his fingers right in my face. I flinched as the sound b

tatue while I've been calling your name over and over

," I c

as that? You have to speak loud

ced before, Damian rubbed his head and torso dry. His muscles ripped in a way it was imposs

planted his hands on his hips a

and- and I should l

urned to flee. "But-" I stopped in my track

rational thoughts had gone clean out of my head and I had been reduced to a mumbling, blithering idiot. Why did

d he would stop that. It was very... distracting. I shifted unea

to give you breakfast before you left for work. I'm so, so so

weren't thinking. Weren't you supposed to kn

hing. What I was thinking, barging into his room, and then openly ogling him? The only exc

was supposed to k

ff a jar of cream, and without taking his eye

in a state of undress. I don't want to spend my time here thinking that the door could open at any moment and that you would walk in to see me butt naked." The image that ca

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oo

can I drop th

red around the room.

d hightailed it out of there just as Damian began to smear the cream on his chest. I slammed the door, leaned against it as I tried to control

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ughed when I recalled the look on her face. I had been as surprised as she was to find her in my room, but then she had blushed so prettily

appreciation of my physique. She had tried to hide it, but those green eyes of hers

fronted with the breakfast tray. I decided to ignore it. I couldn't afford to let her get

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a second ago? I swallowed nervously and looked back down the hallway. It would be so easy for me t

aid a voice

nning and hiding from my husband in my

like silly, errant children the way Damian did. I steeled mys

still be hanging around up until now. Still, I knocked on the door and listened. Nothing

the spot where he had been standing, and my breathing sped up again. If I closed my eyes, I would be able to picture him there,

left it. I lifted the covers of the plates, already knowing what I would find. I still felt hurt and