Jessica Shawn thought she had it all-a perfect marriage, a devoted husband, and a bright future. But her dream life shatters when she receives shocking photos of her husband in the arms of another woman. Heartbroken and desperate to escape, Jessica flees to Hawaii, seeking solace. Enter Julian Blackwood-handsome, mysterious, and a billionaire with a magnetic charm. Sparks fly between them, but Jessica's heart is torn between the burning desire for Julian and the painful memories of betrayal. A wild, drunken night together pushes their connection to a dangerous new level. But when Jessica discovers Julian's connection to her husband as his secretive business partner, she's left questioning everything. As dark secrets unravel and Jessica learns the shocking truth about her husband's sinister side, she faces an impossible choice. Will she risk her life to expose the truth, or turn a blind eye to protect herself and those she cares about? Passion, betrayal, and revenge collide in this sizzling romance. Will Jessica choose love-or justice?
Chapter 1 One
The morning sunlight streamed through the white curtains, gently rousing me from my peaceful slumber. I blinked awake, momentarily disoriented, and reached for the space beside me, only to find it empty. My heart sank a little as I realized I was alone again in our large, lavish bedroom.
After shaking off the remnants of sleep, I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. The warm water of the shower felt soothing against my skin, washing away the traces of my restless night. I took my time, letting the steam envelop me as I mentally prepared for the day ahead. After dressing, I styled my hair and applied a bit of makeup to freshen up my appearance before heading to the living room.
As I entered the kitchen, I spotted Mike, my husband, sitting at the dinette with a plate of cereal in front of him. He was engrossed in his phone, his brow furrowed in concentration, and didn't notice me until I walked over.
"Hey, baby," he greeted, finally looking up and offering a quick smile.
"Are you going somewhere?" I asked, hoping to catch his eye for more than just a fleeting glance.
"Yes, I have a meeting at the company," he replied, and I felt a pang of disappointment.
My heart sank further at his words. "Oh! You didn't mention that. Let me prepare something for you," I offered, eager to do something nice for him before he left.
"No, it's not necessary. I really have to hurry," he said, pushing his plate aside as he stood up, clearly in a rush.
"But today was supposed to be your day off," I murmured, trying to keep the disappointment out of my voice.
"This is urgent, baby. The board of directors suddenly requested a meeting. I'll be home as soon as I can," he explained, his eyes already flicking back to his phone.
"But..." I tried again, searching for a way to keep him from leaving.
"I'm sorry. It's not my fault; I really wish I could stay," he said, his tone apologetic yet firm.
I rolled my eyes, exasperated by the same excuses I had grown accustomed to hearing.
"Fine then. I'll be waiting for you," I sighed, feeling a mix of frustration and sadness wash over me.
Mike wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close for a quick kiss. "Thank you, baby. Take care of yourself, okay?" he said before stepping away and heading for the door.
As I watched him leave, a small sigh escaped my lips. Great! Now I'm all alone in this enormous house with nothing to do. This is what I signed up for when I married Mike Carson, New York's renowned billionaire, at thirty.
I have no regrets, but I do wish I felt less lonely. He's always at work, even on his days off, and it's incredibly frustrating.
I could just go back to sleep, I thought, feeling the weight of solitude pressing down on me.
Returning to our bedroom, I flopped onto the bed, hugging a pillow tightly as I closed my eyes, hoping for the comfort of sleep to wash over me once more.
Hours later, I stirred awake to find my husband's arms wrapped around my waist, his face nestled in the crook of my neck. A rush of warmth flooded through me at the sight of him.
"Hey, hubby," I mumbled sleepily, still trying to shake off the remnants of my nap.
"You're awake, baby," Mike said, his voice thick with sleep as he began trailing kisses along my neck. The sensation sent shivers down my spine, making me want to melt into him.
"When did you get back? And what's with all the kisses?" I asked, a smile creeping onto my lips.
"Do you really need to ask?" he replied, pulling me closer and planting a warm kiss on my lips.
He was right; I didn't need to ask. Not when I could feel his arousal pressing against me. I turned to face him on the bed, my smile widening with anticipation.
"Well, would you like me to take proper care of you and my friend down there?" I teased playfully, gently caressing his face.
Mike grinned and captured my lips once more. Our kiss deepened as we explored each other's bodies, the passion igniting once again. My hand trailed down his bare chest while his gripped my waist firmly. Waves of desire coursed through me as I moaned against his lips, my hand slipping down to his trousers.
I unbuckled his belt quickly and freed his erection, earning a loud moan from him. As we continued kissing, Mike shifted above me, swiftly removing my top and exposing my breasts. His mouth found one nipple while his hand teased the other, sending pleasure surging through me like electricity.
While his tongue and fingers worked their magic on my sensitive breasts, his other hand trailed down my stomach and lower, teasing me further. The throbbing between my legs intensified as his thumb found my clit, drawing a moan from my lips.
At first, he rubbed me slowly, savoring the moment, but soon his fingers slipped inside me. He thrust, adding a second finger, and I gasped at the sensation.
"You're so wet!" Mike murmured, his eyes dark with desire.
He removed his fingers, immediately replacing them with his erection. I moaned loudly as pleasure surged through me; the sensation was intoxicating, like nothing I had ever felt before.
"Oh my God! Mike!" I cried as he began to thrust, the rhythm of our bodies moving in perfect harmony.
I spread my legs wider to give him better access, each movement sending electric sparks through me, igniting my passion.
"Damn! You feel so good," he groaned, capturing my lips again as he picked up the pace.
He flipped me over, pulling my hips up as I bent forward on all fours. His fingers brushed my clit, making me shiver in anticipation. Mike entered me again, thrusting with urgency. The sounds of our bodies colliding filled the room, accompanied by our moans of pleasure.
He picked up the pace, and in mere moments, I felt myself unraveling as he pulled out. I collapsed onto the bed, breathless, watching him stroke himself until he reached his climax, groaning as his release spilled onto my back. He fell beside me, reaching for the towel on the bedside table.
After cleaning us up, he pulled me close, wrapping his arms around me protectively.
"Wow! That was some amazing sex," he mumbled, his voice trailing off as he relaxed.
I snuggled closer to him, feeling a sense of contentment. "I love you, babe," I said softly.
He didn't respond, and when I turned to look at him, his eyes were closed, a serene expression on his face.
All the pleasure I had felt moments before vanished as I stared at him. This was Mike. He gave me pleasure one moment and pain the next. All he seemed to do was work and come home for sex, and I was growing tired of this routine. Yet, I felt I couldn't complain; I wanted to be the perfect wife who didn't nag. He provided everything I could wish for-at least materially.
I just wished I felt happier.
A tiny sigh escaped my lips as I closed my eyes, trying to find sleep again, my mind swirling with thoughts of what I truly wanted out of this life.
Chapter 1 One
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Chapter 2 Two
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Chapter 3 Three
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Chapter 4 Four
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Chapter 5 Five
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