My Husband's Son Wants Me

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t in my throat as a memory I had buried

e face I had never seen clearly in the dim neon lig

three years ended with him cheating on me with my best friend. I

an on having a one-night stand but it happened and even thoug

hot gaze, I realized he re

my voice barely a w

"I spent two years wondering who you were. Then, suddenly you're my professor and the next, you show up

d no idea i

e known me since day one, y

I didn'

decided to become the woman I can't touch. You're not here to love him, Elena. You're here for revenge. Probably because I left a few notes on

I love Arthur! I d

r. "Because if you don't, I'll tell him exactly how you tasted in Berlin. I

gasp

o do that. It was just one n

out without another word. I collapsed into my chair, m

as my student was actually the ghost who h

ind was plunged into deep thoughts. I took

stopping by my office but I barely registered it. I was a

gy was quickl

, my office door swung open and Arthur walked i

, managing a

in. We hugged and he placed a gentle

that were in the trash can but he

? You look pa

ust stressed

y table. I had been so distracted that I forgot about it. Alarmed, I tried to shove the rom

nodding toward the book

night," I lied smoothly a

fect timing, then. I just spok

e immediately gave m

ked, fearing

o be his private tutor," A

he agreed?" I asked, hop

ce of his studies. I thought he would refuse

ut

ious about it, away from distractions. You know the mansion holds too

d Julian's own predatory sentiment. Why

uite busy," I started, trying to grasp at

re the only one who can bring my son back. He's been so lost since Angie, my dear wife... passed." Hi

man I loved, a man clearly burdened by grief and concern for his son? The m

of what the outcome was going to be. But looki

the words feeling heavy o

grateful hug. "Thank you, Elena. Thank you.

knew what his so