Lying in Bed with My Enemy

ered, slamming the brakes a little

r behind, then rolled up my window and

200 Montgom

y phone onto DND mode in anticipation of

If I was lucky, I'd catch Carlos Maine himself, t

e. Engines revved closer. It

eanie low and

d into the street, straight into

ked as the lead vehicle skidded

the guards stormed o

t a death wis

Mr. Maine!" I wriggled def

unded the SUV at the center of the convoy. Executives always r

i?" anoth

ff me!" I snapped as one

er his shoulder. "Not pre

ising. "Carlos Maine! I ne

oice snapped

er into

th relief as my pa

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sky, edged with oud. It jolted me. Matt

faint annoyance. Handsome, too handsome...

tity here," I murmured, f

ith co

hink I'll dismiss my driver just

stared right at him wit

t look like an a

ge of appearances." He resp

hat if I told you thi

ile tugged

t question several

hanged, just sli

y, never taking his e

was about Matthew Wellington, "the Ton" as he was referr

at, golden strands of hair tumbling free from m

. Well..."

I owe this... honor? How hilarious. Matthew really thinks I

o right! I thought you'd be different. But clearly, I over-estimated

the door and praying he'

sor

. Firm. Grounding. My palms trembled, but I tried to conceal it.

my voice, "You have better manners than m

. "I'm no saint. But I'm not the

. "Months ago, I'd have disagree

ndkerchief from his pocket. "For your

ur help,"

"You need help... from

n the handkerchief. "I nee

attan's favorite couple and the wife come

I've experienced so much pain and humiliation in this marriage

expect when you married the most unbearable narcis

er is such as low blow," I snapped, lifting my chin.

because the monthly allowance came late? Enlighten me. I may b

wns, trophies, arm-candy. I wish I had the time and patience for this chit-chat, Mr. Maine. But sa

your slimy bastard of a husband bribed his way into securing the deal? I need to at least know if it's

mince my words and not discl

his deal with you then it's the least

infidelity. I sacrificed my dreams and ambitions for this marriage. All I seek is your assistance" I pleaded. "I have spotted some bits and pieces of evidence

"Natasha? That

of embarrassment. Apparently, all of Manhattan already knew about the affair

t he had given me. The customized linen handkerchief smelt husky and domineering, just like him of h

as a wife. But I've been betrayed countless times and it's not a position anyone should

my father's mantra "Chin

ed, my spine wa

full fiery heat of my wrath. I'll either destroy him or die trying. With

s eyes burned into mine, with a smirk curving his lips, he added,

nded hi

deal, Mrs.

ank

in years I felt a wave