MasukChapter 187: Patience, Husband Reese She licked a long, slow stripe from base to tip, eyes locked on mine the entire time. “You taste so good,” she murmured, voice husky. “I could do this for hours.”She proved it. Lizzie teased mercilessly—kissing, licking, sucking lightly at the head while her hand stroked the rest of me in lazy, twisting motions. Every time I thought she’d take me deeper, she pulled back, blowing cool air over the wet skin or nipping gently at my inner thigh. My hips bucked involuntarily, but she pressed them back down with surprising strength.“Patience, husband,” she purred, her breath ghosting over me. “I want to enjoy you.”When she finally took me into her mouth—really took me—heat exploded down my spine. Her lips stretched around my thickness as she sank down, inch by inch, until I hit the back of her throat. She held there, swallowing around me, her throat constricting in a way that made my vision blur.“Shit—Lizzie, just like that.”She bobbed her head,
Chapter 186: Let Me Fix That Reese There were no cameras in the bedroom. At least, none visible to the naked eye.I’d returned to our room after the call with Roman, the weight of everything still pressing on my shoulders. Lizzie was still with the girls. Good. It gave me time and I needed time to do this carefully. I moved methodically through the room, scanning every lamp, every picture frame, every inch of molding and furniture. Randall’s paranoid little games had me on edge. If that bastard had planted another hidden lens after I’d found the last one, I’d make him bleed. But there was nothing. Absolutely nothing. The absence didn’t relax me, if anything, it heightened my suspicion. Maybe he’d removed it the moment he realized I was onto him. Sneaky fucker.I didn’t want to do this search in front of Lizzie. It would only make her more uncomfortable than she already was in this viper’s nest. She was slowly starting to settle in, to find moments of joy and sisterhood amid t
Chapter 185: The Frost King Lizzie Charlotte’s eyes widened as she fought back a grin, clearly delighted by the turn. “I knew it.”I already had an idea who River had in mind. The way she’d been watching him all evening hadn’t gone unnoticed—at least not by me.“Hudson,” River said quietly, ducking her head to hide the rosy blush spreading across her pale cheeks. It was a stark, beautiful contrast against her usual composed demeanor.“Oh my my.” Charlotte covered her mouth with both hands, shock written all over her elegantly made-up face. “Hudson? You mean THEE Calder Hudson?”Her genuine surprise was honestly hilarious. I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing outright.“How could she not know?” Riley drawled in that bored, knowing tone of hers. “The one and only frost king.”I stifled a laugh, the nickname fitting Hudson perfectly. The man was ice personified—distant, unreadable, and still somehow magnetic because of it.“Hold on, you knew?” Charlotte asked, turning wide eyes o
Chapter 184: Loyal Little Warriors Lizzie The revelation hit me like a slap of cold water. Charlotte knew. She had known about Alyssa, this entire time, and she was sitting here sipping her drink like we were discussing the weather. My stomach twisted into knots. How had she found out? When? And why on earth hadn’t she said anything? Why hadn’t she looked at me with hatred instead of that calm, knowing smile?“You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” Charlotte chuckled, lifting her glass for another slow sip. I nodded sheepishly, heat creeping up my neck. “I thought you weren’t aware—”“That my husband has a child with your cousin?” She finished the sentence for me, her voice light but carrying an undercurrent of hurt. “How could I not know?”“You didn’t act like it,” I said, the words tumbling out before I could stop them.Charlotte leaned back, crossing her legs with effortless grace. “Was I supposed to pull you by the hair and smash a bottle of wine over your head because my husba
Chapter 183: Not My Type Lizzie The moment the heavy dining hall doors closed behind Reese and Alex, the girls swarmed toward me like sharks catching the scent of blood in the water. Even River, usually the quiet observer, drew closer with a shy, curious smile playing on her lips. A laugh tore from my lips as I glanced around at their expectant faces. “What?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “Why are you all looking at me like that?”Riley shrugged with exaggerated innocence, but the mischievous glint in her eyes betrayed her. “I don’t know. Ask them.” She pointed toward River and Charlotte. Charlotte laughed, a rich, throaty sound that filled the suddenly lighter space. She leaned forward, elbows on the table, her wine glass still half-full and catching ruby reflections from the lights. “You’re something else, Lizzie. Every other person fears the General. They wouldn’t dare say such filthy things in his presence. Myself included.”A light-hearted laugh bubbled from me as I settled
Chapter 182: That's A TrapReese “What do you mean by that?” Roman asked, his temper clearly rising the moment Penelope’s name left my lips. His voice sharpened through the phone speaker, cutting through the quiet night sounds of the garden.“Someone saw her here—” I started, my own words measured. “Who?” He demanded, his tone dropping into a near-growl. “Who was the one that saw her? What if it’s a mix-up?”“Ramsey,” I said simply.There was silence over the line—thick, heavy, and telling. I knew he was thinking the same thing I had earlier. Even before he spoke, the weight of it settled between us. “So… it really is true then,” he said finally, voice low.“I’m afraid so,” I replied, glancing at Alex who stood nearby, arms crossed, listening intently. The cool night breeze rustled the rose bushes, releasing another wave of sweet, heady fragrance that clashed oddly with the dark conversation. “There’s even a photo. I’ll share it with you.” I quickly forwarded the image from my pho







