The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 1

Chapter 1:

In the opulent private cinema, in darkness, the most exclusive jewelry auction was broadcast live.

The rich woman cadence of the auctioneer's voice echoed in the room. A million, at one, at two….

Alicia Bennett barely registered the words, her thoughts completely consumed by the man beneath her. His intensity overwhelmed her, pushing her to sink her teeth into his shoulder in a desperate attempt to resist the onslaught.

The man simply growled in response, without stopping or slowing down.

< p>Relax, will you, he purred, his voice heavy with tension, as he squeezed her waist, ordering her body to submit to his will.

Alicia, who continued biting his shoulder, He hesitated. Slowly, his jaw unclenched and his teeth came loose. Just as the apology began to form on his lips, he let out a low, almost mocking laugh.

That's not the part I asked you to relax.

Alicia froze, The heat rose to his cheeks. The apology died in his throat, replaced by a wave of shame that turned his skin crimson.

But the intensity between them only increased as time passed, their bodies tangled in a tangle. battle of passion and control.

The auctioneer's hammer fell. Sold for ten million! A round of applause for Mr. Joshua Yates!

The name struck Alicia like a bolt of lightning. His body instantly stiffened, something the man couldn't help but notice. His movements stopped as his eyes, half-lidded with satisfaction, drifted lazily toward the screen.

The camera focused on Joshua Yates's face, showing every detail of his familiar features with perfect clarity.

Joshua Yates, the second son of the Yates family... an acquaintance, perhaps, he said, and the corners of his lips curled into a sly smile as he playfully nibbled on her earlobe. from Alicia.

Alicia frowned. The last thing I wanted to do was talk about it.

Gossip is also part of your service, she snapped, her voice cold and irritated.

He laughed softly at her retort, and the sound It resonated in the space between them.

He didn't bother denying it. Instead, he tightened his grip on her waist and his movements became more relentless, his pace chaotic and unrestrained, as if challenging her.

The room seemed to pulse with his passionate desires, the air thick with lust. , their labored breaths merging into one. Together, they reached a breathless crescendo. When she finished, Alicia took advantage of the fact that the man was in the shower and escaped silently.

She took a stack of bills out of her purse and left them on the chair. Then, she walked towards the door, as silent as a mouse, wincing with pain in her lower body.

When Caden Ward finally emerged from the bathroom, his gaze fell on the instantly at the neat pile of one-dollar bills waiting for him on the chair. His eyes blinked in amusement and a smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

He unconcernedly picked up a cigarette and lit it calmly before sitting down in the chair, his fingers playing with the crisp bills.

Moments later, his assistant, Hank Ford, burst into the room, clearly nervous. The faint, unmistakable aroma of sex still hung in the air, making Hank's scalp crawl with discomfort.

Er, apologies, Mr. Ward. I let my guard down. Give me a moment and I'll have her brought in immediately. They had just returned to the field, taking all precautions. And yet, a woman had managed to slip through the cracks in his security.

Caden exhaled a vague stream of smoke, his features calm, almost indifferent.

It wasn't necessary. I was… a willing participant.

Hank's eyes snapped open.

Only then did he notice the faint red marks decorating Caden's chest.

Hank's vision began to spin. In all the time he had known Caden, the man had never slept with a woman, not even for a casual one-night stand. It was even rumored that Caden might suffer from some secret ailment, which is why he had never been with a woman.

However, now, those rumors seemed to evaporate in the face of this unexpected turn of events.

Before Hank could make sense of it, Caden's deep voice brought him back to reality.

I want you to investigate Joshua's personal life. Have the report on my desk in half an hour.

That night, Alicia had stumbled into her room, feverish and desperate. It was obvious that she had been drugged.

And just like that, all his years of restraint and abstinence collapsed the moment he took her in his arms.

And then came the revelation: Alicia was still a virgin.

Two years of marriage to Joshua... and they still hadn't touched her

The memory of the passion of the previous night awakened something in him and his lips They smiled with satisfaction. The unexpected always intrigued her.

But as she reflected, one thing became very clear: Alicia had no idea who she had been with due to the effects of the drug.

When Alicia He returned home, the first light of dawn filtering through the windows.

Only then did he realize how long he had been gone. She stopped at the door, grinding her teeth in frustration.

Even after being on the brink of collapse, he refused to let her go, as if his resistance had no end.

Who the customer was supposed to be

But before he could think about it any further, his phone rang. It was her best friend, Monica Flynn.

Alicia! Monica practically shouted from the other end of the line, her voice high with worry. How are you now

Alicia exhaled deeply, carelessly taking off her shoes. I've been better, he murmured.

Monica's anger boiled over, her words sharp and implacable. Joshua is a piece of shit! It's beyond disgusting. If you don't want to stay married, grow a spine and get divorced once and for all. What kind of sick man would plot against his own wife

The sharp pain of betrayal pierced Alicia's chest.

Yesterday had been their second anniversary. Joshua had sent her a message suggesting they celebrate. Daring to hope that she had changed, she had dressed to the nines, only to be met with disappointment and a drugged drink that plunged her into a night of confusion and chaos.

It was Joshua who was the mastermind of all of that

Swallowing the bitterness that was trying to come to the surface, Alicia forced herself to climb the stairs, with slow, tired movements.

It's okay, Monica. I'll take care of it.

Mónica, always protective, was not convinced. I'll take care of it. What do you mean by that? Just say it and I'll be there in a jiffy. I'll even put on my sharpest heels, ready to kick him in the balls!.

Alicia couldn't help but let out a small, tired smile, although her heart still felt oppressed.

Monica's tone suddenly changed, curiosity shining in her voice. But seriously, who was that boy you were with last night?

Alicia froze mid-step, a bad feeling running down her spine. You didn't hire that male companion for me, she asked uneasily.

I called one, Monica answered, her voice suddenly serious. But it never appeared. He sent me a message this morning saying he waited for you all night and didn't see you. So... who were you with?

Alicia took a shaky breath as she realized.

Before she could respond, the door to her bedroom creaked open.

He looked up and, almost instantly, his stomach dropped. There was Joshua, fresh out of the shower, with a towel around his waist. His wet hair stuck to his forehead as he stared at her, his voice deep and threatening.

What a companion

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