LOGIN36. TianaThe car pulled into the familiar driveway of Genova's house. Yes, Genova's because I didn't feel this place as home anymore. Not with the way Genova treated me and not definitely with the way my mother wanted me to behave in this marriage.The lights were on, meaning Genova had got home ahead of me and of course, his brother. My heart started beating faster as Roman parked. I had hoped we would return earlier before Genov, but luck was not on our side tonight.I swallowed hard, the memory of what happened at the river earlier, making me blush.Roman turned off the engine and looked at me. “You do not have to go in if you do not want to.”I took a deep breath. “I have to face this eventually.”"You can come to my place with me." He said and I broke into a laugh."You really aren't scared of your brother, are you?" But he just smiled, not caring."Right now is not the time for you to act as if you have everything in control." "But I have." He jumped in and I just sighed."Yo
35. TianaThe car moved through the quiet streets. The emerald dress still clung to my body, my skin warm from the spa and the earlier passion with Roman. The dinner replayed in my mind. My mother’s sharp words and Genova’s shocked face. The way I had finally spoken without shrinking. Exhaustion and a strange sense of power mixed inside my chest.“Take me somewhere for fresh air,” I said quietly. “Not home. Anywhere else.”Roman glanced at me. He did not ask questions. He simply changed direction. The city lights faded behind us. Trees grew thicker along the road. The air became cooler and cleaner. After some time he turned onto a quiet path and parked near a gentle river. Moonlight shimmered on the moving water. The soft sound of the current filled the night.I stepped out of the car. The grass felt cool and soft under my heels. Roman followed, staying a few steps behind me. I walked closer to the riverbank and breathed in deeply. The frustration from the dinner still burned hot in
34. TianaThe dining room at my mother’s house felt smaller than I remembered. The long wooden table gleamed under the chandelier light. Silverware and fine china sat perfectly arranged. My mother sat at the head of the table already, posture straight and eyes sharp as she watched me enter. I could see the disappointment look in her eyes as I moved closer, pulling her attention back to me. Genova was seated at the right side, his eyes not leaving mine, his jaws clenched and I found curiosity in there.My mother’s gaze moved over me slowly. From the elegant waves of my hair to the emerald green dress that hugged my figure, down to the subtle but noticeable makeup that made my eyes stand out.I knew she didn't like what she was seeing. She hated when I flaunted in front of her that sometimes I thought she maybe jealous of her own daughter.God, what was I even thinking?“What is this?” She asked, her voice cutting through the room.Of course she wouldn't wait until I could sit down. Tha
33. TianaI stared at the phone in my hand, Genova’s name still glowing on the screen. My heart pounded heavily. Roman stood close, his presence steady and warm beside me in the elegant spa suite.I answered the call."Genova, go alone," I said quietly before he could speak. "I will come by myself."Silence stretched on the other end, then a sharp exhale filled with fury crackled through the speaker."What did you just say?" His voice rose, tight and angry."I said go alone. I will meet you there."Another deep exhale, this one heavier, like he was trying to control himself. "Where are you, Tiana? I came home to pick you up and you are not here. I cannot see you anywhere in the house."The accusation came next, sharp as a blade. "Are you cheating on me?"The words hung in the air. A surprised laugh escaped my lips before I could stop it. The sound felt foreign but freeing."Cheating? Really, Genova?" I repeated, still smiling faintly. "Who was it that asked for an open marriage, Genov
32. TianaRoman reached over and took the phone from my hand before I could answer. He ended the call with a calm swipe and placed the device on the small table beside the lounge chair. I stared at him, my eyes wide with disbelief."Roman, do you even realize that was my mother?" My voice came out breathless, still shaky from everything we had shared.He looked at me without any rush, his dark eyes steady. "It’s okay. You will be there on time."I opened my mouth to protest, but he pulled me closer. His naked body pressed flush against mine on the wide lounge chair. The cool night air brushed over my skin, but his warmth chased it away. His hand slid slowly down my side, tracing the curve of my hip with possessive gentleness."But first we need to finish our moment," he murmured against my lips.Heat flooded through me even though my body ached. My thighs were sticky with his earlier release, my core still sensitive and throbbing from how thoroughly he had taken me. Worry about the d
31. TianaMy phone kept ringing on my palm as I looked at it and I didn't want to answer. Genova’s name flashed insistently on the screen. I reached to answer out of habit, but Roman caught my wrist, his grip firm yet gentle.“We are not going,” he said, his voice low and final, leaving no room for argument.I blinked up at him, still dazed and breathless from everything we had shared. My body ached deliciously, thighs sticky with his cum, core throbbing from how thoroughly he had claimed me across every room of the villa.“Roman… I have to prepare for the dinner. My mother already called and if I don’t show up…”He took the phone from my hand, swiped to decline the call without hesitation, and tossed it aside on the cushion. His dark eyes locked onto mine, intense and possessive.“I am not comfortable with Genova suddenly acting like he cares,” he murmured, his hand sliding down my side. “Not after everything he put you through. Not after the way he has treated you for years.”The wo
27. Tiana"Someone wants me. I can see it in her eyes, and the ways she is blushing." I swallowed hard at his sudden words."I… I...""You what me, Tiana?" I looked away, knowing well that now my face was like a ripe tomato, my whole body weak, my pussy already wet with anticipation.Holy shit!Thi
24. RomanThe fork froze halfway to my mouth and for a second, I genuinely forgot how to breathe.Tiana's question lingered between us. It was simple but devastating."If you loved me... why didn't you choose me when my family wanted a business marriage?"The eggs on my fork suddenly became the lea
23. TianaFor the first time in years, breakfast felt peaceful.Not polite like it usually is, not obligatory, not one of those strained meals where silence sat between two people pretending everything was fine… peaceful.I sat at the kitchen island with a cup of coffee warming my hands while Roman
Tiana POV I didn't have a kink of listening to my husband get nasty with another woman, I just needed something to clear every ounce of affection I felt for him and cement every decision to leave.Two years of her calling me every time Genova and her got tangled in sheets.Every time, I received t







