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Back at the mansion, Julian parked the car. Sera walked inside and found Chloe on the sofa in her pajamas. She was munching on snacks and watching TV.
Sera asked on purpose, ‘Didn’t you say you were going to a mixer and wouldn’t be back?
took me away!* Chloe smirked, feigning shyness. “Oh, Sera, I forgot to tell you I had a boyfriend. We had a fight, so I went to the mixer to make him jealous. At
but the minute I arrived didn’t care, first he said he
lowered her She deliberately
neckline, revealing
the
“I
didn’t expect
him to be 80 possessive.
He
at the party, he showed up and
she hickeys. Then,
practically banged
gave
Sera a
provocative look.
me
in
the
car–three
times!”
Sera’s nails dug into her palms, pain shooting through her. She inhaled sharply.“When did you get a boyfriend? Why didn’t you tell me? Chloe shrugged carelessly. Three months ago.”
Chloe moved into the mansion exactly three months ago, shortly after starting a job in the city. Julian’s best friend had asked him to look after
her.
So, she’d been sleeping with Julian from day one!
Sera’s breath hitched. Before she could speak, strong arms encircled her shoulders.
Julian entered, his voice gentle. Sera, you’re exhausted. Let me He practically shoved her into the bathroom.
run you a bath and take you to get some rest, okay?
Sera started to undress, then she realized she’d forgotten getting her pajamas. As she opened the door, a searing scene unfolded before her. Julian was roughly taking off Chloe’s nightgown and pinning her to the sofa. His hands were around her waist, his kisses trailing down her neck.
Chloe arched her back, moaning, ‘Ah… ah… be gentle! Sera’s still in the shower! That car sex wasn’t enough for you?” Julian’s grip tightened, Chloe’s moans turning into whimpers.
“Shut up!” he growled. “See another man again and you’ll regret it!”
a
Chloe’s lips curled into triumphant smile. Then, “Okay, I won’t. I’m all yours,” she purred.“Mr. Jealousy!”
to
any
her eyes gleamed with pride
as she met Sera’s gaze.
Sera
grabbed
her
pajamas
and slammed
the
bathroom door
shut.
Unable
it bear
longer,
She submerged herself in the water, the images replaying in her mind.
Five years ago, on their honeymoon in Hawaii, she just glanced at a guy with impressive abs on the beach, and then Julian turned stony–faced. He kept her in their presidential suite and made love with her for seven days. By the end, even the bed had collapsed. He held her close, his eyes red–rimmed with desperate possessiveness.“Sera, I
have abs, too.
Don’t look
at
other
Don’t leave men.
me.*
She apologized profusely to calm him down.
Since
men.
he
was
the
on Chloe. trick same using
cut fruit and a steaming mug of ginger tea.
I made you
some ginger tea. It’ll help.”
Now, other at avoided looking she’d then, Emerging from the bathroom, she found Julian alone. On the table sat
He offered it
a
to her with solicitous smile.“Your period is due soon. The hot tea couldn’t warm her, though. How could he be so good at acting? Fresh from another woman’s bed, he was flawlessly portraying the devoted husband.
The question gnawed at her, keeping her awake all night. Just as she was drifting off, Julian cried out in his sleep.
“Sera!”
He
bolted
“Sera, don’t leave me!”
upright, frantically searching
for her. The
next
second, he
pulled
her
into
his arms.
She stiffened. What’s wrong?”
He was red–eyed with fear.“I had a nightmare. I dreamt you left me. Thank God it was just a dream. You’re still here.”
She wanted to tell him the dream would soon come true.
Perhaps spurred by the dream, he insisted on taking her to work the next day. She tried to refuse, but he pleaded until she relented.
As soon as they reached his office, she saw a display of her photographs on his desk. He hugged her from behind, nuzzling her neck. “So many women try to get close to me, and your photos cam keep them from harassing me. Don’t worry, sweetheart. Your husband is very faithful.”
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She looked down at him, saying nothing.
His assistant knocked, reminding him of a meeting. He reluctantly released her, advising her to take a walk around. She had no interest in walking around, but she didn’t want to stay in his office either. She wandered through the floors. Around noon, her phone rang. It was the immigration office.
‘Mrs. Stone, about the immigration, we need you to sign a document in person.”
Before she could respond, a familiar voice called out from behind.
“Immigration?!”
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