Defying The Odds: His True Wife

Chapter 5

Word Count: 739 | Released on: Today at 15:06

around Cassidy's shoulders as he gui

it on the edge of the mattress. He turned and walked into th

r. He lifted her right foot and began to gently wi

toes curling in shock. Heat rushed up her neck and

d unyielding. He meticulously cleaned both feet before st

ess dipped under his heavy frame,

onto hers, intense and entirely focused. "Bes

Her stomach fluttered. She knew

to the side of her index finger, a nervous habit s

uld be replaced tomorrow. If they had

rced her hands to stop fidgeting. She lifted h

ssessed. Her voice shook, but the words we

silence was so absolute she could hea

thigh twitched and curled into a loose fi

d his quiet, compliant wif

in her eyes died. Panic seized her thro

words tumbling out in a rush. "If you think it is

desperate to escape t

out. His fingers clamped ar

y lost her balance and crashed

ess. He hovered over her, his broad shoulders blocking out the lig

elly whisper. "If we have a child, you are permanently

. She did not hesitate. She nodded her

d. The shock in his eyes melted away, replace

ps brushed against her ear. "Alr

n his lips sent a violen

hing, bruising kiss, demanding everything she had. He

her hands gripping his wide shoulders,

The fabric gave way, and the cool air hit he

tine. This was raw, desperat

y lay exhausted, her head resting on Cristian's arm.

tly traced the curve of her cheek. His eyes were dark and unreadable, swirling

Chapter End

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open

Defying The Odds: His True Wife

Luo Lijiang Romance

“For three years, I played the role of the quiet, obedient trophy wife to Cristian George, the most ruthless man in New York. Everyone, including me, thought ours was just a cold transaction for his family trust. Then, his legendary first love, Hayden, returned from Europe after finalizing her divorce. She didn't just come back; she came straight for my husband. The entire Upper East Side exploded with gossip. My phone buzzed constantly with videos of her sobbing his name in VIP clubs and friends warning me to watch my back. Hayden even showed up at my workplace, sliding a multi-million dollar tourmaline necklace across the table as a condescending welcome gift. The elite circle opened dark web betting pools, mocking me as a pathetic charity case and taking bets on how fast I would be thrown out on the freezing streets. I was terrified. I had secretly loved him for ten years, but I was just ordinary. I hid the necklace in the darkest corner of my drawer, waiting for the executioner's blade to fall, fully expecting him to run back to his golden girl. But when Cristian accidentally found that velvet box, his eyes didn't fill with nostalgia. They darkened with absolute, territorial rage. He didn't ask for a divorce. Instead, he pulled me into his arms, threw the multi-million dollar gem aside like actual garbage, and picked up his phone. "Clear my schedule for Saturday evening. And book a fitting for Mrs. George." He was going to give the city a show they would never forget.”