His Obsessive Claims, Her Twisted Submission

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things gone. Every single one of her things which she had initially kept in his room was nowhere to be found. After being c

he ceiling, the thought of calling this shit

believe the charming CEO married her for his selfish reaso

ething else rush

, fetched her phone from under the pi

he scrolled through their names. Her eyes hovered above the names of the DeVilles, startin

breeze brushed past the back of her neck. Her fingers froze as she remembered his fi

ing the time. 8:00 PM, and she can't remember the

led. She rubbed her stomach, climbed down the

n, she held the fridg

a single ingredient needed to prepare a meal. Closing the fridge, she began ch

to cook?" She m

fiancé's wife lacks both of them," someone's cruel voice said, wal

turn. It might have been once they met, but tha

ing with a mocking smirk as she got to the kitchen counter and dropp

making it clear that you're nothing but a placeholder in his life?"

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LE'S E

the initial long stare that felt as if a stron

, son," Theod

ollow him instead of focusing on their dinner. He pretended not to notic

ou to make us wait for a long time," Wilso

ngratulate you." Tristan faced him.

t. There's no need to do t

is long finger sliding throu

hi

e looked at her, and she g

down when another voice b

tricks on me, right? Tristan is here!" Tr

her sneakers making a hilariou

when she wrapped her arms

y, you'

an st

ssed

is seat." Marco interfered, his firs

There's nothing wrong in celebrating my

ion can come another time," Tris

's face as she went and took her

d the reception,

dding because of G

You don't know how crazy I've been since Marco arranged the dinner. You left

oblem?" he asked with a s

n't reply. Her eyes hovered around

things. It depends o

d more c

d, as he lifted the fi

ling the secret glare

Where have you be

eturned," Theodore said calmly, and

cutleries that clinked on the plates, while Tristan could b

an knew better. Not when everyone had something to say.

er. He didn't spare anyone a g

ression

g wrong?" Th

to leave.

the attention of everyone. "Now that he brought up the

Tristan had already pred

ant to kno

family. It's wrong to

w keeping secrets fr

s brow. "What are

silent, arran

rco? He was invited here for a

his brow. "Is s

usiness to Wilson," Rosa explained, digging

" Marco said, catching th

m, but it's crystal cl

al clear?" Ma

o handle the family business."

a slow sip. Dropping the glass, he

is height because I proved myself capable of handling th

cutlery. "Everyone here knows Wilson has bee

e always about us, and the latest contract I just signe

ntinued, this time his eyes on Tristan. "In three days' time, there'll be another

e hell are you saying, Grandpa

ed while Theodore looke

ecretly

in three days, I'll give you a fair c

someone who's dating, talk less of a wife. He doesn't have a single idea about the business. He's this family's

ily. It's kinda his r

cking joke with m

thundered. "Keep

pped. "How could he j

face with Wilson. Wilson had to look up a bit to meet his eyes since Tristan's height was quite notice

never his. And as for a wife, if you didn't have any romantic relationship with

are, and Tristan with a pure blank expression. The stare went on. The family watched i

-" he gave a boyish smile, tilting his head to look at Marco. "Prepare