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Forty Two: Fucking Junkie
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2026-04-30 00:18:26
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I Divorced My Husband, I Married His Rival Chapter Fifty-One: She showed Up
Eva's POVI wake up to an empty bed.For one disorienting second I forget where I am. The ceiling is too high. The sheets smell different cedar and something clean and expensive. Then it all comes back. Last night. His hands in my hair. The phone buzzing in the dark.His side is cold.He's been up for a while.I lie still for a moment, waiting for the anxiety to show up the way it always does after something good happens. That familiar voice in my head that starts listing everything that could go wrong, everything that probably will.It doesn't come.What comes instead is something quieter. Almost unfamiliar.Calm.I sit up, push my hair out of my face, and reach for the first thing within arm's reach his shirt from last night, folded neatly over the edge of the bed. I pull it over my head. It swallows me whole. The sleeves hang past my wrists.I don't mind.I find him in the kitchen.He's standing at the stove in grey sweatpants and nothing else, his back to me, one hand braced agai
I Divorced My Husband, I Married His Rival Chapter Fifty: All Of Him
Eva's POVHe tastes like sleep and something warm underneath it.I kiss him slowly, my hands still wrapped around him, and I feel the exact moment he stops fighting it. The tension in his body releases all at once, like a breath he's been holding for hours.His hand comes up to my jaw. Not grabbing. Just holding. Like he needs to anchor himself."Still sure?" he murmurs against my lips."You said you'd teach me." I pull back just enough to look at him. His eyes are dark, hair mussed from sleep, and he looks at me like I'm something he's terrified of wanting. "So teach me."He exhales slowly through his nose."Okay." His voice is lower than usual. Rougher. "Okay."He covers my hand with his and guides me, slow and deliberate, his eyes never leaving my face. I watch his expression shift that careful composure cracking open, piece by piece, because of me. Because of my hands."Like this," he says quietly.I follow his lead. Adjust the pressure. The pace. He inhales sharply and his jaw t
I Divorced My Husband, I Married His Rival Chapter Forty-Nine: I’ll Teach You
Eva’s POV“…oh g-g-goddd…” my eyes roll to the back of my head while my moans bounce off the walls.“You like that?” Micah nips my earlobes and I whimper.“Y-yea.”Micah lies beside me, one of my legs spread across his thighs as he strokes me, deep, long…hard.I’m flushed from top to bottom, my skin glistens with sweat and my heart pounds with each stroke, each breath, and each restrained grunt that leaves his lips.A piece of hair falls over his forehead as he watches me, lost in the throes of whatever he’s doing to me.“You look so good like this,” he says quietly, reverently. Like he can’t believe it. “Fuck–” his eyes dip down between my thighs, “–look how good you take me. I can’t wait to be inside you, my gorgeous girl.”In.Out.I shudder.The endearment warms me.Our eyes hold each other, my lips parted. “I…I thi-think…”“You’re gonna come again?” God, those words sound so filthy from his lips. Though, my body doesn’t have the time to feel embarrassed because of how good his f
I Divorced My Husband, I Married His Rival Chapter Forty-Eight: My Safe Haven
Eva’s POVMicah doesn’t kiss me back.His body goes taut in my arms. At first, I think he’s shocked but when I continue kissing him and he makes no move to respond, I pull away.Heat rushes to my cheeks, and embarassment settles in the pits of my belly. “I’m s-sorry. I should have asked.”God, I’m making a fool out of myself tonight, aren’t I?I take my shoes and purse from him. “Goodnight, Micah.”I turn to the direction of my room with my head bowed in shame. But when my hand finds the door knob, I feel him behind me.I freeze.Large hands wrap around my waist and tug me to his chest. My hips settle snug between his thighs. And my heart…it skyrockets.It pounds a million miles per second.“M-Micah?”“Shush.” He nuzzles his face in the crook of my neck and shoulder. “Just…let me breathe you in.”“Urm…”My tongue sits heavy in my mouth, my stomach clenches when the roughness of his beard meets the smoothness of my cheek.God, how it’ll feel between my thighs.Wait!Stop!I quickly bac
I Divorced My Husband, I Married His Rival Chapter Forty-Seven: An Ego The Size Of Mars
Eva’s POVBeep.“You are such a despicable twat, Stefan. How could you?”Beep.“Oh fuck you, Grayson. You think you know my wife better than me? Peanut oil was not stated in the menu.”Beep.“It was! You don’t fucking read! You don’t ask questions because you have an ego the size of Mars!” He snaps. “And she’s my wife, not yours.”Stefan chuckles. “She’s coming back with me, she said so.”“I never said that.” My voice is hoarse, and it’s uncomfortable to speak but I had to put that out there.I won’t let Stefan ruin anything else for me.As soon as the words leave my mouth, I’m crowded and it takes a few tries to peel my eyes open. From the beeping and the strong scent of antiseptic, I already had an idea of where I was.The hospital.And I also remember the events that led to me being here. Stefan tried to kill me.My eyes find Micah’s first, but he moves a few steps back. My heart sinks.“Eva.” Stefan grabs my attention. “I’m so glad you’re okay. I had no idea there was peanut oil
I Divorced My Husband, I Married His Rival Chapter: Forty-Six: You’re My Date
Eva’s POVStefan can’t take his eyes off me. It should make me feel good, it should make my head swell with pride but…it doesn’t.“You’ve changed, Eva.” He sounds impressed, unbelievably so. “You know, I thought this was all a phase or some twisted game to get my attention.”I take a sip of my wine. “It isn’t.”The lie rolls off my tongue easily. After all, the only reason I agreed to marry Micah is because I wanted to Stefan to regret everything.To regret the way he treated me, to regret it all.He doesn’t seem to, though. “I’ve got to say, it is surprising.”“Why? Because you never expected me to grow a backbone?”“More or less.” He shrugs. “I do think you have a mean streak, you know? Grayson? Of all people?”I don’t reply.I know Stefan has a short fuse. He might be sounding calm and impressed right now, but he’s still got an air of bitterness around him, chaos.“Why did you want to meet?” I ask pointedly, ignoring the petty tantrum he wants to throw.His eyes drag down the lengt
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