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The Affair Revenge My Bestfriend's Husband Offered Me

Chapter 3 The Collision

Word Count: 824    |    Released on: 15/05/2026

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It hung there

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impassive face to mine, her eyes wide with a panic I'd never seen. This wasn't a drama she could control. She was looking at t

whispered. He

ut of him. He stepped slightly in front of Jovi-a gesture

been his posit

one standing beside

issa?" His gaze burned into

ed. Quiet. C

the inch of space between Zane and Jovi. "Are you here as her marri

u don't get to tal

o not get to question my employee after you were caught with

se. Nothing happened with Zane. We were jus

ter laugh almost escaped me. I saw the same d

" He held out his hand, not to take hers

ne's jaw tighten, saw the conflict in his eyes-the need to protect her fightin

t Vance's outstretched hand, her head down, looking utterly defe

look of pure contempt. Th

on changed. I saw something fierce and c

at the elevator. The doors slid ope

h my husband in the

His shoulders slumped. He ran a hand over his face, and when he

e began. His v

the apologies. The image of him standing as Jovi's protec

urprised me-steady, calm, n

e stairwell door. I needed ai

His footsteps h

oducts. I made it one flight down before my body gave out. I staggered to the

emory, hitting me wi

lu. His hand gentle, holding my hair back. His other hand rubbing my

afety of being looked afte

l. The sickness wasn't from illness. It was from him. The

ve banged op

at him as I went down the rest of the stairs and

e drive you ho

m free. "I'm g

amage he'd caused. His face fell. "Work?

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The Affair Revenge My Bestfriend's Husband Offered Me
The Affair Revenge My Bestfriend's Husband Offered Me
“"It's still her." Three words. That was all it took for the carefully constructed world of my last five years to shatter into dust at my feet. Zane didn't even have the decency to look away as he said it. For twenty years, I had been the third wheel. The reliable shadow to Jovienne's brilliant sun. I had buried my own feelings for Zane so deep I almost forgot they existed, only daring to dig them up and confess them after Jovi had left the country and broken his heart. We built a life. A marriage. I truly believed, in my foolish, hopeful heart, that it was my happy ending. Now Jovienne was back, and the illusion was gone. The love of my life saw me only as a consolation prize. As my world collapses, the last person I expect comfort from is her husband-a man as cold and polished as he is powerful. Vance sees the same betrayal in my eyes that he sees in his wife's. Leaning in, his voice a dangerous whisper, he proposed the unthinkable: "They are living in the past. Let's be each other's revenge. What do you say, Nerissa?" I should avoid at all costs. It was a game that could burn our broken worlds to the ground. But as I looked into his eyes and saw the same raw, humiliating betrayal reflected back at me, the answer poised on my lips wasn't "no." It was a terrifying, thrilling question. "What," I whispered, my voice steadier than I felt, "did you have in mind?"”